At Jinxiu Apartment, half an hour later, the doorbell rang.
Gu Weiwei was processing seafood and fish in the kitchen when she heard the door open. The knife she was using to scale the fish slipped and cut her hand.
My finger was instantly cut open, and blood gushed out.
She bit her lip and silently took out a tissue to wrap the wound.
The first thing Fu Hanzheng saw when he entered the house was the kitchen.
Seeing that she was covering her hand, he immediately went to find the first-aid kit, took it over, and stood in front of her to ask her.
Which hand?
Gu Weiwei hesitated for a moment, "I can wrap it myself."
Fu Hanzheng had already found a band-aid. "Hold it out."
Gu Weiwei helplessly reached out her hand, letting him put a band-aid on her wound.
Grandma Fu, who was resting in the living room, looked incredulously toward the kitchen.
When did they become so close?
Also, what's wrong with her eldest grandson?
He used to find Weiwei a nuisance, but now he looks so distressed... Is he still him?
After seeing that her wound had healed, Gu Weiwei turned around and went to the sink to continue preparing the ingredients.
Fu Hanzheng stood behind her and took the knife from her hand.
"What other ways do you want to cut your hand?"
"It was an accident just now," Gu Weiwei said.
If he hadn't suddenly come back, her hands wouldn't have been shaking.
Fu Hanzheng took off his suit jacket and handed it to her, then unbuttoned his shirt cuffs and stood there helping to process the remaining seafood and fish.
Gu Weiwei stood to the side, stunned. To have those hands, capable of handling hundreds of millions of dollars in business in a matter of minutes, washing vegetables and killing fish here... it was truly a sin.
She noticed water splashing on him, and cleverly put down his clothes and brought over a new apron.
"How about... you tie this on?"
But then I saw the pink bunny on the apron...
She usually projects a cool and aloof image, but this adorable style is just...
Just as she was about to take it, Fu Hanzheng turned around and bowed his head to her.
"Aren't you going to tie it on?"
Gu Weiwei took the apron, stood on tiptoe, and hung it around his neck, then went behind him and tied the strap.
"alright."
The man had a cold and serious expression and was wearing a gray apron.
The apron has a pocket on the chest, and above the pocket is a cute pink bunny.
At first glance, it has a strangely quirky charm.
Fu Hanzheng was preparing ingredients in the kitchen, so she couldn't very well slack off.
I could only stand on the sidelines and watch, occasionally handing over a plate or bowl to put something in it.
I thought Fu Hanzheng was someone who had never been in the kitchen before, and that he would definitely be clumsy at these things, but he turned out to be surprisingly skilled and efficient.
In no time, the fish and seafood were cleaned thoroughly.
"What do you need to do?"
Gu Weiwei: "Seafood is used to make seafood rice, and fish is used to make soup."
Fu Hanzheng nodded. "Okay, you tell me, I'll do it."
"I'll take care of it, you go and keep Grandma Fu company," Gu Weiwei quickly said.
"Your hand is injured."
Fu Hanzheng ignored her suggestion and insisted on staying in the kitchen.
Gu Weiwei: "..."
She only cut herself, it wasn't like her hand was broken, she can still cook without any problems.
But she couldn't get rid of him.
I could only stand by resignedly and guide him step by step.
I feel like there's something... off about the atmosphere in this kitchen, but I can't quite put my finger on what it is.
Grandma Fu sat in the living room, no longer interested in watching TV, staring incredulously at the two people in the kitchen.
She felt a strange sense of relief that her eldest grandson had found her a granddaughter-in-law.
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