Chapter 69 President Jiang has a good eye
Jiang Siyu watched the man walk up to the strawberries and start picking them out on his own. His serious expression made it seem as if he were dealing with some major project.
It's inexplicably cute, and also alluring...
Jiang Siyu walked to his side.
"Is this enough?" Bo Siye pointed to the strawberries in the box. Jiang Siyu hummed in agreement. Strawberries should be eaten fresh; there was no need to buy too many.
But... his gaze swept over the white strawberries beside him: "I want white strawberries too."
Bo Siye's biggest advantage is that he is not picky about food, so the two of them mainly buy food according to Jiang Siyu's preferences.
"Okay." Bo Siye put the box into the shopping cart, then turned around and picked out a box of white strawberries.
After buying all these items, Bo Siye took the cart from Jiang Siyu and pushed it towards the vegetable section.
It was rush hour, and there were quite a few people shopping for groceries at the supermarket.
As she passed the double-layered counter displaying lettuce, a boy suddenly ran out from around the corner. He was very fast and was in Jiang Siyu's blind spot. By the time she saw him, he was less than half a meter away from her.
Just as the boy was about to crash into her, Jiang Siyu was about to dodge to the side, but Bo Siye was faster than her.
By the time she regained her footing, still shaken, the boy had already rushed straight past where she had just been standing, and before he could stop, he fell flat on his face.
Bo Siye's hand was still around Jiang Siyu's waist. If he hadn't pulled Jiang Siyu into his arms just now, the boy would have crashed straight into her.
If a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, running with all his might, were to collide with you...
Bo Siye's eyes instantly turned as cold as ice.
The boy lying on the ground, crying loudly, quickly attracted his parents' attention. Seeing their child lying on the ground crying so heartbreakingly, the mother quickly picked him up.
The child's father looked around at the people, trying to find out why his child had fallen. Soon his gaze fell on Jiang Siyu and Bo Siye, who were a few steps away.
However, the question that was about to come out caught in her throat when she met Bo Siye's gloomy gaze.
"My child didn't bump into you, did he?"
Before Bo Siye could speak, Jiang Siyu grasped his hand.
She knew Bo Siye was angry, but since she wasn't injured, making a scene would only waste time, so she simply replied:
"No, just be more careful when bringing your child out in the future."
The father wiped the sweat that had inexplicably appeared on his forehead. He didn't know why the two people in front of him, who looked so young, gave off such a strong sense of pressure.
"We'll be more careful in the future, sorry, sorry."
"Waaaaah, Dad, if that woman hadn't dodged me, I wouldn't have fallen, I..."
"Shut up!" The mother covered her son's mouth, not daring to look at the cold gazes of the two people in front of her.
Normally, the two of them would definitely fight endlessly over their only child, but the two people in front of them were clearly not people they could afford to offend.
With a mix of trepidation and anticipation, after Jiang Siyu and Bo Siye turned and left, the mother finally raised her hand and slapped the boy's bottom.
"I told you not to run, not to run, but you didn't listen. Is this a place where you can run around like this?"
"Waaaah, I'm going to run away, I'm going to..."
The boy's cries behind him rose and fell, and Bo Siye's expression grew increasingly somber.
Jiang Siyu held his hand with her right hand and wrapped her left arm around his arm, as if she were completely hanging on Bo Siye.
"How many chicken drumsticks should we buy?"
Jiang Siyu doesn't like gnawing on bones, so Bo Siye only plans to buy chicken legs for the chicken hot pot.
"Two are enough." Sensing the reassuring meaning in Jiang Siyu's actions, Bo Siye's expression softened slightly.
"We'll add more of the potatoes, lettuce, and bean curd sheets that you like."
Although his voice still carried a hint of coldness, he restrained himself and softened his tone.
“Okay.” Jiang Siyu nodded. “Then let’s hurry up and finish buying the groceries and go home, otherwise it will be hard to digest if we eat dinner too late.”
"I'll do whatever you say."
After the two arrived home, Bo Siye washed some strawberries and cherries for Jiang Siyu to enjoy first, and then went into the kitchen.
After taking off his coat, Bo Siye was left with only a wool sweater underneath.
He fastened his apron and began rinsing and cleaning the chicken legs, deboning and cutting them into pieces, then marinating the chicken meat before preparing other side dishes.
Bo Siye was busy in the kitchen in an orderly manner, and Jiang Siyu was not idle either.
After changing into comfortable pajamas, Jiang Siyu put on slippers and began cleaning the house.
She and Bo Siye have been quite busy these past few days and haven't had much time to clean the house, so they're cleaning it together now.
First, put all the cushions that I had pulled onto the carpet back onto the sofa, and then turn on the robot vacuum cleaner to clean.
After the robot vacuum cleaner started working, Jiang Siyu took a rag and began wiping the cabinets in her home.
The music playing from the stereo in the living room was from Jiang Siyu's favorites list. She liked to play music while doing housework, and Bo Siye was quite familiar with the songs on her list.
After stir-frying the chicken thigh meat until the moisture evaporated, adding the prepared sauce and side dishes to a clay pot for stewing, Bo Siye took off his apron and came out of the kitchen, taking the dishcloth from Jiang Siyu's hand.
"I'll do it."
Jiang Siyu was wiping the higher part of the cabinet, so she stood on a chair.
Hearing Bo Siye's words, she opened her arms and said, "Pick me up."
Bo Siye was still holding a dirty rag, but he did not refuse Jiang Siyu.
He wrapped his free hand around her waist and easily lifted her down, then continued the work that Jiang Siyu hadn't finished.
By the time the delicious aroma wafted out of the kitchen, the cleaning was finished.
The two washed their hands together and then went to the kitchen to serve the dishes.
Bo Siye, wearing heat-resistant gloves, brought out the casserole, and Jiang Siyu followed behind him with bowls and chopsticks.
Jiang Siyu rarely eats staple food for dinner in order to maintain her figure, so Bo Siye did not cook rice, but only stewed a piece of instant noodle cake in the soup.
When Jiang Siyu saw the noodles covered in broth, she immediately gave Bo Siye a thumbs up:
"Perfect!"
"Be careful, it's hot." Food cooked in a clay pot gets hotter, and Bo Siye was worried that she might burn herself if she ate too quickly.
"knew."
"This piece of chicken looks beautiful, here you go." Jiang Siyu placed the most evenly shaped piece of chicken in front of Bo Siye.
"Blow it."
Following Jiang Siyu's instructions, Bo Siye blew on the chicken on her chopsticks to cool it down before eating it.
"How about it? Isn't the chicken I chose delicious?"
"tasty."
He paused, then added, "President Jiang has excellent taste."
Jiang Siyu burst into laughter at his flattery, feeling a sense of smug satisfaction.
Bo Siye gazed at her smiling eyes, and the scene of the two of them having dinner together two years ago involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
Just like now, they would sit at a table and eat from the same dish.
The difference is that Jiang Siyu never puts food on his plate.
But now, she can.
Bo Siye didn't know how to describe his feelings.
He was happy about her changes, but also saddened that these changes occurred during the two years he was away.
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