Chapter 67 The person who put his mind at ease was actually Jiang Ranxing.
Jiang Ranxing snapped out of her daze.
Fu Shenyuan had already taken off his suit jacket and handed it to the butler who came in from outside. He rolled up his shirt sleeves and walked into the living room.
Hearing the noise, Fu Xingyi came out of his upstairs room and ran down the stairs.
"Dad, you're back!" Fu Xingyi's voice was full of joy.
Fu Xingyi ran towards the living room sofa and saw Jiang Ranxing again.
"Oh, Mom, you're here too. I'm hungry, hurry up and cook for me."
After Fu Xingyi finished speaking, she moved closer to Fu Shenyuan, climbed onto the sofa, and whispered something to him.
Jiang Ranxing sighed, took off his coat, and the butler waited on the side.
"Madam, give it to me, I'll hang it up for you."
Jiang Ranxing felt a little uncomfortable having someone serving her. During the time she had been living alone, she had gotten used to doing everything herself.
Habits are easy to change, but also difficult to change.
However, Jiang Ranxing couldn't bear to refuse the housekeeper's kindness, so she politely thanked him, saying, "Thank you for your hard work."
"You're too kind, Madam." The butler took the clothes and bowed as he left.
Jiang Ranxing glanced at the sofa, then walked past Fu Shenyuan and his son toward the kitchen.
When the foreign chef saw Jiang Ranxing come in, he greeted her in fluent Chinese.
"Madam, the kitchen utensils you used before have been replaced. These are all new kitchen utensils."
The foreign chef introduced the new kitchen utensils to Jiang Ranxing, all of which Lin Xuesha had requested be replaced.
In a daze, Jiang Ranxing really thought he had entered someone else's home and was cooking in another woman's kitchen.
Jiang Ranxing shook his head helplessly.
It doesn't matter, as long as my son is willing to eat.
Why think so much? It will only make you sad.
Jiang Ranxing spent most of the day working in the kitchen.
She not only made coconut curry chicken, but also other dishes that Fu Xingyi usually likes to eat.
Jiang Ranxing is very efficient at cooking; in no time, she had prepared five dishes and a soup.
She brought the food to the table one by one, while also calling out to Fu Xingyi.
"Yiyi, come and eat!"
Upon hearing the noise, Fu Xingyi trotted over and looked at the table full of food, seemingly in a good mood.
"It looks delicious." Fu Xingyi was attracted by the aroma of the food.
Jiang Ranxing ruffled his hair, her eyes full of doting affection.
"Yiyi will know after taking a bite."
Yiyi climbed onto the chair, picked up his chopsticks, and tasted a bite of the stir-fried shrimp. He waved his little hand in satisfaction.
“It’s delicious,” Fu Xingyi turned to look at the living room. “Dad, come and eat too. These shrimp are really good.”
Jiang Ranxing then noticed that Fu Shenyuan hadn't left at all and was still in the living room.
Fu Shenyuan was probably looking at documents, because he was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and his gaze was fixed on the tablet computer.
He only wears glasses when he is looking at work.
Fu Shenyuan turned his head to look at the dining table. Because of the distance, Jiang Ranxing couldn't see his eyes clearly.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Ranxing decided to invite Fu Shenyuan along.
"Come and eat, it'll get cold in a bit."
Jiang Ranxing was serving soup, and he had already served the third bowl, so the three of them could eat together.
Fu Shenyuan came over upon hearing the sound, looked at the food on the table, and then sat down.
Jiang Ranxing then sat down opposite Fu Shenyuan.
She pushed the soup in front of Fu Shenyuan: "There's no cilantro in it, have a taste."
Jiang Ranxing only realized after making the soup that she hadn't put cilantro in it.
Jiang Ranxing herself eats cilantro, and sometimes she thinks it's quite good to use cilantro for seasoning.
However, Fu Shenyuan does not eat cilantro.
For the past six years, whenever she cooked, Jiang Ranxing was very careful not to mix cilantro into the food, as she didn't want to upset Fu Shenyuan.
As soon as Jiang Ranxing entered the familiar kitchen, she couldn't help but think about Fu Shenyuan's likes and dislikes.
I thought about what Fu Shenyuan liked to eat and what he didn't like to eat.
Jiang Ranxing was somewhat annoyed.
She shouldn't have done that.
Why bother thinking about him when we're about to break up?
But some things just seem to be out of control.
Whether it was a habit or an instinct, she only realized after she finished that she shouldn't have done it.
But it was all too late; it was already prepared, so we had no choice but to eat it like this.
Jiang Ranxing lowered her head, not looking at Fu Shenyuan's expression.
She no longer wanted to ask Fu Shenyuan whether he liked the dish she made, like she used to.
It's pointless now.
Fu Shenyuan picked up a bone china soup spoon, scooped up a mouthful of soup, and put it in his mouth.
Fu Shenyuan was stunned. It was a very familiar, mellow scent, a scent that brought him peace of mind...
For some reason, he didn't feel that warmth when drinking the soup Lin Xuesha made.
Although Lin Xuesha's soup was delicious, it always felt like something was missing.
As for what he had lost, he wasn't quite sure himself.
But Jiang Ranxing felt that something was missing.
Fu Shenyuan looked up and saw that the person opposite him was sipping soup with his head down, not paying any attention to him.
Fu Shenyuan smiled slightly.
Fu Xingyi saw this and asked him, "Dad, what are you laughing at?"
Fu Xingyi didn't understand if Fu Shenyuan had thought of something, so she asked him this.
Jiang Ranxing also raised his head and looked at him.
Fu Shenyuan withdrew his gaze from Jiang Ranxing and shook his head.
Fu Shenyuan said, "It's nothing."
Then his gaze returned to the soup in front of him.
Jiang Ranxing felt somewhat confused.
But she was no longer in the mood to investigate; perhaps Fu Shenyuan had remembered Lin Xuesha.
After all, only Lin Xuesha could bring a smile to Fu Shenyuan's face.
It can't be because of her that Fu Shenyuan smiled.
That's impossible.
She knew that Fu Shenyuan had never had her in his eyes or in his heart.
Just as the three were about to continue eating, there was a noise at the door.
The butler walked to the dining table and gestured to Fu Shenyuan.
"Sir, Miss Lin has arrived."
Jiang Ranxing's heart sank to the bottom.
Looks like this meal is going to be unpleasant again.
Upon hearing that it was Lin Xuesha, Fu Xingyi immediately put down his chopsticks and jumped off his chair.
He ran towards the door, and after a while, Jiang Ranxing heard Fu Xingyi talking happily.
"Wow! Aunt Xue Sha brought so much delicious food! My parents and I are having dinner right now."
Fu Shenyuan also put down his chopsticks and stood up to greet him.
"Xue Sha, how come you have time to come over?" Fu Shenyuan pulled Lin Xue Sha into his arms and hugged her.
Lin Xuesha smiled and said, "There was a sudden problem at the company, and I hadn't eaten yet, so I thought of you guys."
Lin Xuesha picked up the bag in her hand and shook it: "I wanted to give you a surprise. I made this this morning."
Fu Shenyuan hummed in agreement and led Lin Xuesha toward the dining table.
Lin Xuesha walked over and saw Jiang Ranxing sitting opposite her eating, moving slowly and deliberately, as if he hadn't noticed her.
Lin Xuesha greeted him, "Ranxing, you're back too! Let's eat together. I made enough for you."
Before Jiang Ranxing could react, Lin Xuesha sat down next to Fu Shenyuan.
The nanny hadn't arrived yet.
Lin Xuesha said silently, feeling wronged, "But it needs to be heated up first. It's a bit cold now that I put it in the refrigerator, but I burned my hand, so it's not easy to heat up the food."
Fu Shenyuan walked over, and Jiang Ranxing happened to look up, their eyes meeting in the air.
Fu Shenyuan said to Jiang Ranxing, "Go heat up the dishes."
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