Chapter 26 Chapter 26 Dad Fu
Chapter 26
Zhou Yan continued to speak frantically, "Women love to hear nice things. Just compliment them like flowers and fairies. Women are always attracted to this."
[Praise her fair skin, big eyes, and good figure. Praise her from head to toe. She will definitely be happy.]
[The more corny the love words, the more damaging they are.]
You believe me.
Fu Zhou actually believed him and sent it, and after sending it, he couldn't bear to look at it.
Shang Ziyi looked at the sentence "I am amazed by your beauty" sent by Fu Zhou, and the corners of her mouth twitched again and again. His level of complimenting was at most that of an elementary school student.
No, even elementary school students don’t praise it like that.
So rustic.
She held back and didn't reply to Fu Zhou's WeChat message, wanting to see what else he would say.
Fu Zhou typed a line of words but couldn't continue, so he pressed the delete key to delete them one by one.
Explain in your own tone.
[I'm not used to taking photos, I'll be more careful next time.]
It was a very blunt answer, but it was quite consistent with his cold and arrogant personality.
Shang Ziyi: [You’ve never filmed before?]
Fu Zhou: [Very rarely.]
Shang Ziyi: [You haven’t filmed with other women?]
Fu Zhou: [This is my first time in the Civil Affairs Bureau.]
The implication is, no.
Shang Ziyi curled her lips and muttered, "It's just the first time, why are you so serious?"
【I want to eat porridge tomorrow morning. Please bring it to me.】
Fan Xue asked her to test Fu Zhou. She thought this was a good suggestion. If she tested him before marriage, she would not regret it after marriage.
Fu Zhou: What time?
Shang Ziyi: [What time?]
What time do you have breakfast?
【Oh, thirteen o'clock.】
Fu Zhou: [? ? Are you sure you're eating breakfast?]
Shang Ziyi: [Of course, I need to get some beauty sleep, and 1:00 PM is considered early. Can you please send me off?]
The test entered the formal stage.
Fu Zhou: [Skipping breakfast is bad for your health and your fetus. You need to change this habit.]
Shang Ziyi hated being lectured the most, so she asked again.
【Can you deliver it? 】
Fu Zhou: [Yes.]
Shang Ziyi: [It will be delivered on time at 1:00 PM.]
Fu Zhou: […Okay.]
Before ending the chat, Shang Ziyi said: [I have a father.]
Fu Zhou didn't understand, [? ]
Shang Ziyi: [So there's no need for another father. Father Fu.]
Fu Zhou looked at it again and again, thought for a long time and then returned.
【Actually... being a father is also possible. 】
Shang Ziyi: [……]
How could this person take advantage of others? Shang Ziyi ignored him and didn't reply to his WeChat messages.
Seeing that there was no news from Fu Zhou, Zhou Yan called him and asked, "How is it going? Have you coaxed him?"
"I'm telling you, if you just do what I say, even a stone man can be coaxed into shape."
"Don't think they are just corny love words, they are very interesting when you say them."
"Men, you should be rustic when you should be rustic, and you should be coquettish when you should be coquettish."
"By the way, do you know what saucy means?"
"For the sake of your ten million, I'll tell you something. Slutty is—"
"You're very idle." Fu Zhou was frustrated by Shang Ziyi and took out his anger on Zhou Yan. "If you can talk, talk more. If you can't, talk less."
Zhou Yan: “…”
Zhou Yan could tell that the coaxing was ineffective. "If you didn't coax her, it's no use getting angry at me."
Fu Zhou still had work to do and didn't have time to bother with him. "If you say one more word, give me the money."
Zhou Yan: "Good night, goodbye."
He hung up the phone in seconds.
Fu Zhou finally had some peace and quiet. He checked the time and saw that there would be a video conference in ten minutes. He went to the study, turned on the computer and got ready. Ten minutes later, the meeting started.
The man in front of the computer once again became the man who was strategizing. His eyes were dark and deep under the lenses, and an unintentional raising of his eyebrows could silence everyone on the other side of the screen.
I dared not breathe, for fear of saying something wrong.
No one continued until he said "Continue".
The planning manager asked, "Are you sure you want to terminate your cooperation with the Liu Group?"
The Liu Group has been relying on the Fu Group over the years. If it weren't for Mr. Fu's preference, Fu Zhou would have terminated his cooperation with them many years ago.
Since these other things have happened, this is a good opportunity to terminate the cooperation.
Fu Zhou: "Yeah."
"That old man..."
"I'll tell Grandpa."
Once Fu Zhou makes a decision, no one can change it, not even the old man. Everyone thinks that the Liu Group is finished this time.
But no one knows why the cooperation was suddenly terminated.
After this topic, the next one is the urban resort project and artificial intelligence.
The meeting lasted until late at night.
Fu Zhou came back from taking a shower and glanced at her phone on the coffee table while wiping her hair. Shang Ziyi sent her a WeChat message two hours ago.
The porridge shouldn't be too sweet, but it shouldn't be too sweet either. The rice should be soft, but not too sticky either. Remember to add peanuts, almonds, and raisins. Oh, and I want the raisins imported from Milan; I'm not used to them elsewhere. If the store can't make them, you'll have to find a way to make them yourself.
[Let me be clear first, it's not me who wants to eat it, it's my baby who wants to eat it.]
[As the baby's father, this shouldn't be a problem for you.]
【A little bit, not even a little bit later. 】
The dim light fell on Fu Zhou's side profile, outlining his perfect facial curves, and the light and shadow faintly illuminated his sexy Adam's apple.
The sharp Adam's apple line creates a unique sense of beauty.
Perhaps because he had just taken a shower, his whole body was covered with mist, which shimmered when the light shone on it.
The thin waist was loosely tied with a belt, one end of which hung down to the knee.
The straight and slender long legs are so long that they make people hold their breath at first sight.
No wonder everyone in the upper class praised his good figure, which was simply a work of art.
He gathered his pajamas and went downstairs, went straight into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and searched one item at a time.
Each box was labeled, and he quickly found all the ingredients for the porridge. Just as he was about to leave, he remembered something and took out his cell phone to call Shen Yang.
"Contact Milan. I need some ingredients delivered tomorrow morning."
Shen Yang was an assistant on call around the clock, so he immediately responded, "Yes."
Shen Yang was extremely efficient. As soon as the day broke and the servants got up, the food was delivered.
The servant was puzzled, "What is this?"
Shen Yang: "Mr. Fu wants it."
The servant hurriedly put it away.
Fu Zhou's daily routine is like this: get up at five o'clock for a morning run, then exercise for an hour, then swim for half an hour, wash up, eat and go to work.
After swimming today, he went to the kitchen instead of the restaurant.
The servant was surprised to see this, "Boss Fu."
Fu Zhou rolled up his sleeves and said, "I want to cook porridge. Where is the pot?"
The servant was dumbfounded. "Cook porridge? You cook porridge?"
Fu Zhou didn't like talking nonsense, so he said calmly, "Well, where is the pot?"
The servant opened the cabinet door and said, "Here are all the ones. Which one would you like to use?"
Fu Zhou bent down and looked for it. After looking around, he found one that satisfied him. He took it out and turned on the faucet.
The servant didn't dare to watch him do it, so he said, "Boss Fu, I'll do it, I'll do it."
Fu Zhou: "No, I'll do it."
The maid couldn't quite remember whether it was one year, two years, or three years since the boss last cooked for her. Anyway, she knew that the boss was a good cook, but he hardly ever cooked because he was too busy with work.
Is the sun rising from the west today?
Why do you cook porridge yourself?
"Let me do it." the servant said again.
Fu Zhou: "If you have time, you can go water the flowers. I'll take care of this."
When he spoke in a deep voice, it usually meant that his patience had run out. It was best not to offend him at this time. The servant touched his nose and left.
The first step was for Fu Zhou to clean the pots and pans, being very particular about it and taking a long time to do so.
The second step is to wash the ingredients, washing them one by one.
His slender, distinct fingers kept moving under the faucet, making his cold, white skin look particularly dazzling. He carried the pot and added water, stopping when it reached the right level and placing it on the stove.
He then skillfully mixed the other ingredients together.
Wait until the water in the pot is hot and pour it in.
He was busy with his work skillfully, his short hair swaying with his movements, and his narrow eyes were shining with brilliance.
I don’t know what I was thinking about, but the corners of my lips, which were lightly pursed, suddenly rose for a moment, then dropped, and then rose again.
Soon, the aroma of rice spread all around.
He thought of what she said, it can’t be too sweet, but it can’t be not sweet either, the rice should be soft, but not too sticky either.
Knowing that she was deliberately making things difficult for him, Fu Zhou did not get angry and did as she asked.
Several servants were already peeking through the door, whispering from time to time, "What's wrong with Mr. Fu today?"
Another person replied: “I don’t know.”
"I've been in this house for two years, and this is the first time I've seen Mr. Fu cook."
"This is the first time I've seen this, and I don't know who it's for."
"That guy is pretty lucky."
At this time, Lucky was sleeping soundly, mumbling from time to time. The pink curtain was blown up by the wind and swept across her rosy cheeks.
She muttered, turned over and went back to sleep.
Mrs. Shang quietly came out of the room, and Shang Sen asked, "Are you awake?"
Madam Shang curled her lips, "It's all your fault. Don't call her. She hasn't woken up yet."
"It's a blessing to be able to sleep." Shang Sen put his arm around Mrs. Shang's shoulders. "It's a nice day today. Do you want to go out to sea?"
"You always use this to coax me not to go."
"Then let's change it. How about going to a resort island?"
"What will happen to the baby if we leave?"
"Why don't you take her with you?"
Mrs. Shang shook her head. "No, it's too far. The baby will be tired. Besides, she has wedding photos to take tomorrow, so it's not advisable for her to travel far."
"Then let's go out to sea." Shang Sen smiled, "You haven't been on the newly bought cruise ship yet."
Mrs. Shang: "Okay."
Normally, the family of three traveled together, but today it became a trip for two. One of them was just sleeping soundly and had no idea that he was abandoned by his parents.
Shang Ziyi woke up at noon. She didn't want to wake up, but she had to because she was thirsty.
"Aunt Zhang, Aunt Zhang." She half-closed her eyes and said drowsily, "I want to drink some water."
Before she could say it a second time, someone handed her water and touched her lips lightly with the rim of the cup.
Shang Ziyi smiled and said, "Aunt Zhang, you are so quick today."
She slept for too long, and her hands were a little numb. She opened her mouth and said coquettishly, "Feed me."
Shang Ziyi's habit of acting like a spoiled child was cultivated by her family. From Shang Sen to the servants, everyone pampers her.
She was also used to this pattern.
He swallowed it down, took another sip, and pursed his lips. "Auntie Zhang, isn't there any sugar in the water?"
"Please add sugar next time. It won't taste good without sugar."
"Eating too much sugar is bad for your health, especially for pregnant women." It wasn't a woman's voice, it was a man's.
Shang Ziyi was so frightened that she lost all her sleep. She opened her eyes and saw who it was. "You, you, you, why are you here?"
She was a restless sleeper, always rolling around, her silk pajamas were messed up, the collar was wide open, revealing one shoulder, her skin as white as jade clearly visible in front of him.
If you look closely, you can see even more attractive scenery.
Clear curves...
Shang Ziyi saw Fu Zhou's eyes lingering on her, so she lowered her head and said, "You rascal," and pulled the quilt over her, "Turn around."
Fu Zhou put down the cup, turned around, and explained: "Aunt Zhang asked me to come up, saying that you would ask for water at this time every day."
"Then you can't come up either. Where are my mommy and the others? Do they know you are here?" Shang Ziyi was tidying up in a panic.
The messy clothes made her embarrassed, and even more embarrassed was her makeup, as she hadn't even put on any.
"My uncle and aunt are out. They know I'm coming, and Aunt Zhang is busy." Fu Zhou finished explaining and reminded, "Go slowly. I'll wait for you downstairs. Don't worry."
She wasn't in a hurry.
Shang Ziyi made sure he had gone downstairs, threw off the quilt, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom barefoot. An hour later, she finally came down, wearing a pink slim-fitting dress, delicate makeup, and her long hair was tied on top of her head, revealing her slender neck.
Walk gracefully.
After seeing Fu Zhou sitting on the sofa, he rolled his eyes at him and sat opposite him, "Why didn't you say hello in advance?"
Fu Zhou: "I sent you a WeChat message, but you didn't reply."
Shang Ziyi: "I already said I want to sleep."
If Fu Zhou didn't have a client to meet later, he wouldn't have come now. "I'll bring the porridge."
"Porridge? What porridge?" Shang Ziyi was confused.
"You said you wanted to drink porridge last night." Fu Zhou reminded.
Shang Ziyi remembered, "Oh, yes, porridge. Where is the porridge?"
Fu Zhou raised his eyes and said, "Restaurant."
Shang Ziyi stood up and walked to the restaurant in small steps. When she sat down, she asked, "Aunt Zhang, where are my mommy and the others?"
Fu Zhou followed in, sat on the chair next to her, and answered for her, "Uncle and aunt are out for something."
Shang Ziyi blinked, "So, there are only two of us at home?"
Fu Zhou: "And servants."
Shang Ziyi curled her lips. The servants all had their own things to do, so it was still just the two of them.
Her mommy was so relieved that she actually wanted them to be alone.
Shang Ziyi regained consciousness when her stomach growled. She took the spoon from Fu Zhou and said, "First of all, I'm a picky eater. If it doesn't taste good, I won't eat it."
Fu Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Try it first."
Shang Ziyi scooped some with a spoon, blew gently on it near her mouth, and after it cooled down a bit, she put it in her mouth and chewed it slowly, savoring it.
It is different from what I have eaten before, with moderate sweetness, moderate hardness and excellent taste.
She tilted her head and asked, "Which store did you buy it from?"
Next time she will ask the maid to buy it too.
Fu Zhou looked at her and hooked his finger, "Come closer and I'll tell you."
They were not far away. Shang Ziyi leaned over and said in a coquettish voice, "You're being so mysterious. Why don't you just say no directly?"
As she moved closer, Fu Zhou also moved closer.
Their faces were pressed together, their noses almost touching, and a low, magnetic voice came from their ears.
She heard him say:
"I did it."
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