Chapter 114 Fu Shenyuan is missing Jiang Ranxing
Jiang Ranxing wanted to hang up, but then she thought that if it was about going back to the old house on the weekend, it would be related to their divorce, so she answered the phone.
"Did you need something from me?" Jiang Ranxing asked casually.
At this moment, Fu Shenyuan was in his office on the top floor of the Fu Group building, gazing alone at the magnificent view overlooking all the mountains outside the window.
Standing at this height, it always feels like you have everything under control.
He asked Jiang Ranxing on the other end of the phone, "What are you doing right now?"
Jiang Ranxing paused for a moment, then said into the phone, "President Fu didn't call me just to ask such a pointless question, did he? I'll hang up now."
"Wait a minute," Fu Shenyuan stopped him.
Jiang Ranxing paused, waiting to hear what else he had to say.
Fu Shenyuan said, "We need to bring some tonics to Grandpa's old house this weekend. Come over when you have time, and we'll go buy them together."
Fu Shenyuan then asked, "Do you have time now?"
Jiang Ranxing checked the time and said, "Not now, I still have work to do."
Fu Shenyuan tapped the table slowly with his fingers, one tap at a time, his tone slightly displeased: "Then when do you have time?"
Jiang Ranxing thought about it and realized that since she was really going to the old house, she couldn't go empty-handed. Since Teacher Zhou would be coming along, she needed to pay more attention to the gifts she brought so as not to embarrass Teacher Zhou and make the Fu family laugh at her.
However, she had no interest in being with Fu Shenyuan.
"You go ahead and buy yours, I'll buy mine."
Let's not bother each other.
Just as Jiang Ranxing finished speaking and was about to hang up the phone, Fu Shenyuan's voice came from the other end: "Aren't you afraid that Grandpa will suspect something if you do this?"
He knew that Jiang Ranxing would consider many things about the Fu family and wouldn't easily act on his own whims.
However, what Fu Shenyuan didn't know was that she had already discussed divorce with Old Master Fu.
Moreover, she has been working hard to gain Old Master Fu's approval, so she is naturally not afraid of any doubts, because it is already obvious.
"I'm not scared of anything. That's all for now. I have to go. I have things to do."
After saying that, Jiang Ranxing hung up the phone without further hesitation.
She could easily choose and buy the gifts herself; why did she need to go with Fu Shenyuan?
Fu Shenyuan stared blankly at the black screen of the phone for a moment before realizing that Jiang Ranxing had already rejected him.
He couldn't quite understand Jiang Ranxing's attitude.
Logically speaking, Jiang Ranxing would never refuse his request in the past, even if it was extremely small.
Jiang Ranxing always put him first and always put him first in everything.
Recently, however, Jiang Ranxing has repeatedly and clearly rejected him.
Fu Shenyuan stared intently out the window.
Looking down from the top floor of such a towering building, it seems as if everything is within your grasp.
However, Jiang Ranxing, such a small and fragile woman, seemed to be starting to slip out of his control.
How did things turn out like this?
Fu Shenyuan looked at it for a while before taking his suit jacket and going out.
Green Mountain Villa.
As soon as Fu Shenyuan entered the door, he smelled the aroma of food, a smell that was both familiar and somewhat unfamiliar.
Fu Shenyuan walked in, and when he reached the kitchen, he saw a figure circling around the kitchen.
In a daze, he actually saw the old Jiang Ranxing sitting around the stove, spending several hours stewing some soup for him.
At that time, he never wanted to look at her directly.
He remembered that in the past, when he didn't want to eat, Jiang Ranxing would bring some to him and let him try some.
"Shen Yuan, try it. I added your favorite ingredients and didn't put in any cilantro, so eat it without worry."
He didn't want to eat it at the time, but seeing how attentive Jiang Ranxing was, he still obliged and took a bite.
He remembered that he had only said "It's okay," and Jiang Ranxing was as happy as if he had received something he liked.
After that, she would often cook this soup for him at home.
Fu Shenyuan thought absentmindedly that it really seemed like it had been a long time since he had drunk the soup cooked by Jiang Ranxing.
"Shen Yuan, you're back. Why are you spacing out?"
Lin Xuesha's voice broke Fu Shenyuan's thoughts.
He snapped out of his daze, went into the kitchen, and saw what Lin Xuesha was doing.
Lin Xuesha pointed to the microwave oven and said, "I brought this back from the hotel. It's chicken soup I bought for you and Yiyi. I heard it's from a new chef who's quite skilled. Just heat it up and it'll be ready. You can try it in a bit."
Fu Shenyuan's gaze dimmed slightly, not because Jiang Ran wanted to be in the kitchen, nor because she had personally cooked the soup.
Fu Shenyuan took a while to calm his thoughts before looking at Lin Xuesha and smiling.
"Thank you, Xue Sha, you've worked so hard."
Lin Xuesha smiled shyly, snuggled into Fu Shenyuan's arms and hugged him, saying, "Why are you being so polite with me? This is what I should do."
Fu Shenyuan held Lin Xuesha in his arms, but his gaze fell on the chicken soup he had bought from the hotel on the kitchen counter.
The taste of this soup is still different from the soup that Jiang Ranxing personally made.
It seems like something is missing—the warmth of family.
No matter how exquisite and fragrant the food you buy outside is, it never tastes like home.
However, at this moment he was actually thinking of Jiang Ranxing, because she reminded him of the concept of home.
It seems that for the past six years, Jiang Ranxing has always given him this feeling.
But Lin Xuesha...
Then he looked down at the woman in his arms, the woman who had saved him and given him a new life.
He shouldn't question anything she does.
He should have given everything for Lin Xuesha in his entire life.
He shouldn't have thought of Jiang Ranxing.
Thinking this, Fu Shenyuan hugged Lin Xuesha even tighter.
He couldn't let Lin Xuesha down; she had saved his life, and she was the only one in his heart.
On Saturday, Jiang Ranxing woke up early as usual, according to his biological clock.
She prepared breakfast for herself and ate while thinking about her schedule for the day.
I'm going to the Fu family's old house on Sunday, so I have nothing to do today. I'll go shopping and buy some suitable supplements and gifts for Grandpa Fu.
At the same time, she also wanted to take this opportunity to go shopping and buy some things for Teacher Zhou and other people around her, and if there were anything she liked, she would also buy some for herself.
With that in mind, Jiang Ranxing had already made up his mind.
Jiang Ranxing contacted a housekeeping company and called a housekeeper over.
She's very busy every day now, too busy with work to spare any time for chores like housework, which she used to do herself when she wasn't working.
However, for now, it's better to spend money to buy some peace and quiet; there's no need to make things difficult for yourself.
The housekeeper arrived quickly. Jiang Ranxing explained the chores to the housekeeper and then left with her bag.
Just as Jiang Ranxing reached the underground parking garage, his phone rang. It was Wen Qing calling.
Jiang Ranxing answered the phone and said, "Qingrang."
Wen Qingrang's voice was gentle as water as he asked her, "It's Saturday today. Are you resting at home, or do you have other plans? I called to ask if you want to go to the suburban resort I mentioned before to relax."
Jiang Ranxing then remembered the place Wen Qingrang had mentioned, and naturally thought of the matter of making clothes for Wen Qingrang.
Jiang Ranxing's personality is such that he dislikes owing favors and procrastination.
So she said into the phone, "I probably can't get to the resort, but do you have time? If so, let's go to the studio together and I'll take your measurements."
Wen Qingrang said, "That's fine then. Send me the address, and we'll meet there."
"good."
Jiang Ranxing sent his address to Wen Qingrang.
Today is Saturday, and no one is working at the studio. Jiang Ranxing arrived early and turned on the studio door and lights first.
Judging by the time, Wen Qingrang probably wouldn't arrive that early.
Jiang Ranxing returned to his office and brought all the things he needed to the workbench outside.
When Wen Qingrang arrived at the studio, Jiang Ranxing had just laid everything out.
While preparing, she realized that she hadn't made menswear in a long time and wondered if she would be a little rusty.
She used to do it for Fu Shenyuan, but he didn't like it, so she stopped doing it.
Now, she no longer considers Fu Shenyuan; what she needs to consider is what style suits Wen Qingrang.
There was a commotion at the entrance of the studio, and Jiang Ranxing knew that Wen Qing had come over.
"You're here." Jiang Ranxing was still working, turning her head slightly to speak to him.
Jiang Ranxing looked up at the person walking in through the door, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
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