Chapter 68 Don't Leave
Lin Xuesha pushed the bag containing the food towards Jiang Ranxing.
"Then I'll trouble you, Burning Star, to heat it up."
Lin Xuesha gave a slightly provocative smile and stared intently at Jiang Ranxing.
Jiang Ranxing also realized that women's intuition is usually very accurate, and Lin Xuesha was doing it somewhat on purpose.
Jiang Ranxing was naturally unwilling to reheat the dish.
Just as Jiang Ranxing was about to refuse, Fu Xingyi pleaded with her from the side.
"Mom, I'm so hungry. Can you heat it up? I want to eat."
When Fu Xingyi said that, she couldn't refuse immediately.
She didn't want these two people to see how much she cared; she was unwilling to show it.
So, Jiang Ranxing took the bag and headed to the kitchen.
Lin Xuesha watched her retreating figure, feeling quite smug inside.
Jiang Ranxing had no choice but to be subservient to her.
Fu Shenyuan took her hand and looked at the scalded wound, his eyes filled with heartache.
Fu Shenyuan instructed the butler, "Go and call Dr. Zhao to the villa and tell him about the situation."
Lin Xuesha stopped him, saying, "Shen Yuan, I'm not that delicate. Just apply some burn ointment and it'll be fine. There's no need to bother the family doctor."
Lin Xuesha's words sounded so kind and considerate, as if she didn't want to cause trouble for others.
However, in the housekeeper's opinion, Lin Xuesha's burns could hardly be considered burns.
Back when Jiang Ranxing lived in the villa, she would often get burned when cooking for her husband and young master.
The wife's burns were much more severe than Lin Xuesha's.
But his wife would never call the doctor over such a small matter, nor would she complain about anything.
The wife would only say, "People who cook often are bound to get burned. This little injury is nothing. I'm not that delicate. I can just put some medicine on it myself."
The wife's tone and Lin Xuesha's tone meant completely different things.
Lin Xuesha's intention was to play hard to get, and even the housekeeper could see it.
The housekeeper sighed inwardly. Why did the master not like the wife, but preferred someone like Miss Lin?
Even after hearing Lin Xuesha's words, Fu Shenyuan still insisted that the housekeeper go and call Dr. Zhao.
The steward had no choice but to obey his master's orders and dared not object.
Jiang Ranxing quickly heated up the dishes and placed them on the table along with the plates.
Just then, Fu Shenyuan was still holding Lin Xuesha's hand, looking at her burn wound.
Although it was just a tiny, inconspicuous red scratch.
Fu Shenyuan felt so sorry for Lin Xuesha.
Jiang Ranxing was quite helpless and didn't bother with the two of them.
Let them be happy here however they want.
She didn't care so much anymore.
She looked at Fu Xingyi beside her and said, "Yiyi, eat whichever you like while it's hot."
Fu Xingyi was just praising Jiang Ranxing's cooking, but now he's reached for Lin Xuesha's food with his chopsticks.
Fu Xingyi picked up a piece of shrimp that Lin Xuesha had made and put it in his mouth, savoring it slowly.
"Aunt Xue Sha, your cooking is so delicious! It's absolutely wonderful!"
Fu Xingyi kept praising him.
After saying that, Fu Xingyi picked up a piece of shrimp for Jiang Ranxing.
"Mom, you should try it too, it's delicious! Aunt Xue Sha is a great cook."
Under Fu Xingyi's constant gaze, Jiang Ranxing had no choice but to pick up a shrimp and put it in her mouth.
Jiang Ranxing paused for a moment, then looked up at Lin Xuesha.
Lin Xuesha was also looking at her, her eyes revealing a provocative meaning.
Jiang Ranxing chuckled and slowly savored the taste of the shrimp.
Fu Xingyi was still asking from the side, "Mom, how is it? Is it delicious?"
Jiang Ranxing didn't want to spoil Fu Xingyi's mood, so she just nodded slightly.
Fu Xingyi seemed very happy and gave Lin Xuesha a thumbs up, "Aunt Xuesha's cooking is indeed the best!"
Lin Xuesha smiled gently and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Yiyi."
Jiang Ranxing simply smiled and shook his head, then lowered his head and stopped looking at the person opposite him.
She found it absurd and ridiculous.
Did Lin Xuesha really cook all the dishes herself?
Fu Shenyuan and Fu Xingyi couldn't taste the difference because neither of them had ever cooked before.
As for Jiang Ranxing, who often cooks, she is very clear about this.
In any case, Lin Xuesha's cooking tastes like something you can't make at home.
Some seasonings are only used in high-end hotels.
Firstly, to ensure the flavor, and secondly, to ensure the appearance. Of course, consuming these seasonings frequently can also pose some potential health risks.
Therefore, people generally don't use it when cooking at home.
She recognized these dishes earlier; they looked very much like the hotel's best-selling dishes.
It wasn't until he tasted it that Jiang Ranxing was completely certain.
Lin Xuesha didn't cook for herself at all; she bought the food from the hotel.
Even so, Fu Shenyuan and Fu Xingyi still cherished it as a treasure.
They ignored the dishes she had worked so hard to prepare.
Jiang Ranxing felt a bitter taste in his mouth, but he had no mood to expose Lin Xuesha.
This kind of thing is simply a matter of one party being willing to give and the other being willing to receive.
What can she say if Fu Shenyuan and Fu Xingyi are willing to eat the groceries Lin Xuesha bought?
Why should she do things that offend people? It's pointless.
Jiang Ranxing only felt relieved after watching Fu Xingyi finish his meal and assuring him that he wouldn't have any more problems due to low blood sugar.
Jiang Ranxing and Fu Xingyi instructed, "Yiyi, no matter what you want to do next time, don't joke around with your health, okay? You must eat on time, promise Mom, okay?"
Fu Xingyi was full and his mood improved.
He answered Jiang Ranxing as he walked towards Lin Xuesha.
"Okay, Mom, I promise you."
Jiang Ranxing shook his head helplessly and called the nanny over to clear the dining table.
She then prepared to go to her room to retrieve her identification documents.
Jiang Ranxing returned to her familiar room upstairs, the room she shared with Fu Shenyuan. The furnishings had never changed, as if she had stayed there just yesterday.
The green plants in the room are still growing lushly.
She knew that it couldn't have been Fu Shenyuan taking care of her; it was the housekeeper or nanny.
Jiang Ranxing inexplicably fell into a memory of the time when she and Fu Shenyuan still lived together in this room.
She would always adjust the room's layout according to Fu Shenyuan's preferences.
Fu Shenyuan always suffers from allergic rhinitis when the seasons change.
At times like these, Jiang Ranxing would clean the house thoroughly and use a humidifier or dehumidifier to adjust the humidity in the room, ensuring Fu Shenyuan's comfort as much as possible.
Now, Jiang Ranxing will not do that anymore.
I wonder if Fu Shenyuan is still as sensitive now.
Jiang Ranxing smiled. Familiar scenery always easily evokes memories; it's something you can't help.
She decided not to think about it anymore, picked up the documents, and left the room.
Jiang Ranxing opened the door and heard Dr. Zhao, the villa's private doctor, talking downstairs.
"Mr. Fu, Ms. Lin's injuries are really not serious. She doesn't need IV drips or any other treatment. Just apply some burn ointment regularly."
Fu Shenyuan seemed relieved: "Then let's apply the medicine."
Hearing this, Jiang Ranxing felt only a deep sense of melancholy.
She looked at the red marks on her hand from the oil splatter, which still stung clearly.
However, no one noticed or cared about her.
Never mind, it's not important anymore.
Fu Shenyuan knows how to care for someone, or more precisely, he knows how to care for Lin Xuesha.
They showed her absolutely no concern.
Jiang Ranxing didn't want to stay in the villa any longer; she had only come to take care of her son and retrieve her documents.
Just then, the nanny brought out some dusty bed sheets from a guest room next door.
Dust and debris were flying in the air.
Jiang Ranxing knew that Fu Shenyuan was extremely sensitive to dust, and that dust would make him feel allergic and uncomfortable.
But Jiang Ranxing did not stop him.
There was no need for her to stop it anymore.
Just then, Fu Shenyuan was going upstairs, and sure enough, the sound of an allergic sneeze came from the stairs.
Fu Shenyuan went upstairs and saw Jiang Ranxing holding the documents.
He wasn't feeling well and realized that the dust was making him uncomfortable.
He never felt anything when Jiang Ranxing was around.
Now that Jiang Ranxing no longer lives in the villa, he has already begun to feel unwell.
He then noticed that Jiang Ranxing had taken great care of the house when she was at home.
Jiang Ranxing didn't say anything, and lifted her foot to go around him downstairs.
But Fu Shenyuan grabbed her arm, and his deep, magnetic voice rang out.
"Don't leave."
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