Chapter 74: Xie Qingcen also has low self-esteem?
Xie Qingcen moved his shoulders slightly, his delicate eyebrows slowly relaxed, "I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't disturb you."
Ruan Liuzheng pursed her lips, her cold eyes fell on his slightly stiff shoulders, her eyebrows moved slightly, "Is your shoulder okay? Do you need..."
There was a hint of guilt in his quiet voice, and even his eyes unconsciously drooped slightly.
Xie Qingcen laughed, shook his head and said, "It's okay. It's almost eleven o'clock. I asked Qi Chong to send some food over. What do you want to eat for lunch?"
"Stir-fried lotus pond, blanched choy sum, and a steamed egg with egg and tofu, is that ok?"
Xie Qingcen's dark eyes looked at Ruan Liuzheng quietly, his thin lips slightly opened, and he listed a series of dishes in a clear voice.
The eyes were inquiring.
Ruan Liuzheng was slightly stunned.
She glanced at the sky outside, her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, "Isn't it too much trouble? You should go to work in the afternoon, right?"
"I can take care of lunch by myself."
Xie Qingcen frowned slightly. He raised his hand to open the car door, got out first, and stood in front of the car door and said, "It's not a problem. And with your cooking skills, how are you going to solve it yourself? Instant noodles?"
He raised his eyebrows, and looked at Ruan Liuzheng with his dark eyes as if smiling, and a hint of teasing appeared at the corners of his thin lips.
Ruan Liuzheng frowned slightly when she heard that, and looked away a little uncomfortably, "Let's go up. Don't we still have to make lunch? It will be too late in a while."
Xie Qingcen smiled slightly, turned around and stepped back a little to give Ruan Liuzheng some space to get off the car.
He nodded happily, "Okay, let's go home first."
Hearing the word "home", Ruan Liuzheng paused, she raised her eyes, looked deeply at Xie Qingcen, and pursed her lips slightly.
A hint of disapproval flashed across her beautiful eyes.
Although they were about to get divorced, Xie Qingcen was being too blatant.
But Ruan Liuzheng didn't say anything, because she knew that even if she said it, Xie Qingcen wouldn't listen.
He always does whatever he wants, especially when it comes to possessiveness.
Besides, she didn't feel any discomfort about it, which meant that she also vaguely agreed with this word in her heart, so she might as well follow Xie Qingcen's wishes.
It was also in line with her own wishes...
Ten minutes later, Ruan Liuzheng stood in her apartment, looking at the two large bags of vegetables on the coffee table, her beautiful eyebrows unconsciously frowned.
She turned her head and looked at Xie Qingcen, "It's just lunch, why did you buy so many ingredients?"
"Plan ahead! And don't underestimate my cooking skills."
Xie Qingcen rolled up his sleeves slowly and walked towards the two large bags of food, his clear voice hinting at a smile.
Ruan Liuzheng pursed her lips, walked up to follow Xie Qingcen, and watched with cold eyes as Xie Qingcen took out the ingredients from the bag one by one, almost filling up the kitchen counter.
Seeing this, Ruan Liuzheng couldn't help but frown. She looked up at the watch on her hand, and then looked at Xie Qingcen, "No need to cook. Let's have hot pot for lunch."
“It’s convenient and saves time.”
Xie Qingcen turned his head and looked at Ruan Liuzheng with deep eyes, his thin lips slightly pursed, "Are you worried about the time, or do you not trust my cooking skills?"
“Is there any difference between the two?”
Ruan Liuzheng's eyebrows twitched slightly, with a slightly puzzled look on his face, "And why do you think I don't trust your cooking skills? After being fed by you for so many days, you should have this confidence."
"Xie Qingcen, when did you start to doubt yourself?"
She paused for a moment, her pretty eyes and eyebrows tinged with a hint of teasing, and her tone was also a little humorous.
She looked at Xie Qingcen with a half-smile, her light pink lips curled up in a slight arc.
Xie Qingcen's eyes paused, but his hands did not stop moving. He slightly opened his thin lips, and his calm voice revealed a seductive magnetism.
"There is no self-doubt, just subconscious inferiority in front of the person I love."
Ruan Liuzheng was slightly startled, the teasing in his eyes slowly faded away, and his heart trembled unconsciously.
After a long while, she frowned, hiding the emotions in her eyes, and said, "It's just that I have something to talk to you about later, and I don't want to waste too much time on this. Your cooking skills are very good, at least in my eyes."
Xie Qingcen's eyebrows flickered slightly. Hearing Ruan Liuzheng's affirmative agreement, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and there was a faint light flickering in his dark eyes.
He opened his lips slightly, his voice cheerful, "I'm glad you didn't escape today, but you still can't eat hot pot."
"You had a fever last night, so you're not suitable for hot pot today. Just go to the living room and wait. Don't worry, I've reserved the whole day for you."
Ruan Liuzheng's eyes moved, and instead of leaving as Xie Qingcen said, she walked into the kitchen.
She rolled up her sleeves like Xie Qingcen, her beautiful eyes calm and indifferent, "If that's the case, then I'll help you."
"Although my cooking skills are not that great, I can still do small tasks like washing vegetables."
After saying that, Ruan Liuzheng took the vegetables from Xie Qingcen without saying a word, turned around and walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, and started working slowly.
Her eyebrows were lowered, and her expression was serious and careful.
Xie Qingcen stood there, looked at Ruan Liuzheng quietly for a while, then turned around and began to prepare the ingredients silently.
The two of them had their own division of labor and although there was little contact, the atmosphere was inexplicably harmonious.
It really seems to have a taste of home.
…
On the other side, the Fu family.
Fu Yanci received a call from the old house almost as soon as he left the Ritz-Carlton Hotel.
The incident in the morning was so serious that it even alarmed Mr. Fu, who had long since retreated behind the scenes.
Fu Yanci was not surprised by this. He first sent his family home, and then immediately drove back to the old house.
Along the way, his phone never stopped ringing. Calls came in one after another, either from the company or from his childhood friends.
Based on this, you can guess how lively the hot search headlines in Yuncheng are today.
Just as the phone rang again, Fu Yanci turned off the phone impatiently and put it on the armrest next to him.
There was a hint of fierceness in his cold eyes.
The miserable state he is in now is all due to Ruan Liuzheng.
He would never forget the humiliation he felt at this moment. Even if Ruan Liuzheng really signed the agreement as he wished in the future, he would not easily forgive her.
He must teach Ruan Liuzheng a lesson.
Fu Yanci raised his eyes coldly, his dark pupils filled with chilliness.
He parked the car steadily in front of the door of the old house, got out of the car quickly and strode into the house.
He had a fierce aura and exuded a coldness that kept strangers away.
Every move he made revealed his displeasure at the moment.
Seeing this, the servants in the old house stopped their actions in fear and did not dare to get close to Fu Yanci at all.
Fu Yanci ignored them and walked straight into the living room. It was obvious that Mr. Fu had been waiting for him for a long time.
When he came in, Mr. Fu was sitting upright on the sofa, his face, full of traces of time, full of seriousness.
Seeing this, Fu Yanci couldn't help but pause. He walked over and called him "Grandpa" respectfully.
Old Master Fu glanced at Fu Yanci indifferently, and said in a cold tone, "You still remember that I am your grandfather! You are going to make the Fu family lose all their face."
Mr. Fu picked up the documents beside him and threw Fu Yanci down fiercely.
Anger was surging in those cloudy and shrewd eyes.
Obviously, Fu Yanci's recent behavior has deeply angered him. There is undisguised disappointment in his eyes towards the heir he had personally appointed.
He didn't expect that his most promising grandson, his most anticipated heir, would die at the hands of a woman.
She's still a powerless orphan!
How could he not be angry, how could he not be disappointed.
Fu Yanci's palms tightened, he raised his hand to catch the document thrown by Old Man Fu, and pursed his thin lips tightly.
He lowered his eyes, his voice calm and confident, "I will take care of it, Grandpa, please trust me again, please give me another chance."
Mr. Fu snorted disdainfully, and glanced at Fu Yanci coldly with his turbid and shrewd eyes, "Believe you? Watch you ruin the future of the Fu family?"
"Yanci, don't forget that your last name is Fu, and you have Fu family blood flowing in your veins. For a mere woman, you put yourself in such a situation. You are not even as good as a finger of your father."
Mr. Fu said sternly, with undisguised contempt on his old face.
Fu Yanci's father, Fu Tingyue, is the pride of Mr. Fu's life. Not only is he first-rate in scheming and tactics, he is also very good at taking advantage of his appearance.
He attracted a group of women to flock to him and even hooked up with the daughter of the Xie family, a noble family among noble families. This should be the greatest achievement of Fu Tingyue and even the Fu family.
You know, in Yuncheng, the Xie family is not someone that ordinary people can easily get associated with.
Even though Xie Qingshu was later expelled from the Xie family, her surname was Xie after all. Even for the sake of this surname, it brought many conveniences to their Fu family.
He even saved the Fu Group from bankruptcy with a confidential bidding document and led the Fu Group to a higher level.
Mr. Fu still feels extremely proud when he thinks of that incident.
That was the Xie family! Many people wanted to get close to the Xie family but couldn't, but they became relatives with his Fu family.
In that important bidding, he was defeated miserably by the Fu family.
Although the means are not very bright, sometimes the result is more important than the process.
Especially in the eyes of them businessmen.
So now when he sees Fu Yanci being dragged down by a relationship and defeated by a woman, he feels miserable.
Mr. Fu really is... so disappointed in me!
If Fu Tingyue were still alive, he would definitely not be as emotional as Fu Yanci, and would definitely not be played around by two women.
The Fu family would not be what it is now.
It was because of that accident that he lost such a perfect heir like Fu Tingyue, and he had to hand over the position of heir to the Fu family to Fu Yanci.
But even though he is Fu Tingyue's biological son, compared to Fu Tingyue, Fu Yanci is still...
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