Chapter 448 Robbery x Beautiful Lady (28)
In front of Fu Huaisi, Shen Yuan always behaved a little reserved.
Fu Huaisi could see that she wanted to please him and was deliberately pretending to be good, but her methods were very clumsy.
He could also clearly feel that this woman was afraid of him deep down. She never dared to cross the line and spoke in a low voice, even a three-year-old child was louder than her.
Except for that night when she mustered up the courage to propose conditions to him, she usually didn't dare to look him in the eye.
Fu Huaisi was very familiar with this kind of look. In fact, 90% of the people around him were like this.
They fear his cruel methods, envy his wealth and power, and want to stay by his side at all costs, and flock to him.
Fu Huaisi has seen too much.
He ruled the kingdom with an iron fist and took pleasure in seeing them fear him.
But when this look appeared on her face, why did everything seem wrong?
Fu Huaisi clicked his tongue and asked, "What are you shaking for?"
After he finished speaking, Shen Yuan's shoulders shook visibly again, and he slowly turned his head.
The dissatisfaction between Fu Huaisi's eyebrows deepened. Just as he was about to speak, he barely held back the sarcastic words that were on the tip of his tongue.
Forget it, if I say a few more words, I'll probably scare him even more.
He raised his chin, glanced into the pot, and changed the subject, asking, "What kind of soup are you making?"
"Ah?" Chen Yuan subconsciously took two steps back, "Um... winter melon and dragon bone soup."
Fu Huaisi frowned visibly, his eyes questioning, "Are you sure?"
Chen Yuan: ".....Should be."
Fu Huaisi stared at her for a long time with his eyelids drooping, then sighed.
"You go out first."
He rolled up his shirt sleeves, exposing his muscular arms to the air.
Seeing that he looked like he was going to cook for himself, Shen Yuan asked in surprise, "You can cook?"
I don't mean anything else, it's just that he really has a face that doesn't know how to cook.
He looks like a colorful peacock, waving his beautiful feathers, eating, drinking and having fun, with many people vying to take care of him.
Beneath such a good-looking appearance lies an inhuman soul. Cooking has nothing to do with him.
Fu Huaisi rolled up his sleeves and walked forward, saying lightly: "I was thrown into the United States before, and I couldn't get used to the food there. If I hadn't learned how to cook, I would have starved to death."
I regretted the words as soon as they came out of my mouth.
What was he explaining to this woman?
Fu Huaisi was very reluctant to talk about the past; he hated those days.
He urged again: "Go out first."
Shen Yuan didn't move. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the palm of Fu Huaisi's right hand was a little red, as if he was injured.
She moved closer to get a better look.
There was a circle of marks on the edge of the man's palm, probably caused by the bandage, and the palm of his palm was glaring with blood.
"What happened to your hand?"
Fu Huaisi didn't even bother to raise his eyelids. "I just wiped it off. It's no big deal."
This minor injury was nothing compared to what he had suffered before.
It just looks scary, but it doesn't actually hurt that much.
But it was quite surprising that this woman could take the initiative to care about him.
Fu Huaisi pointed to the microwave in the corner of the kitchen and said, "Miss Shen, can you serve some food?"
"Oh, okay."
Chen Yuan walked forward, opened the microwave door, and prepared to reach out to take it.
"Hey." The man behind him called out, "Put on gloves."
Not only did he make a complete mess of the soup, he didn't even know this common sense.
A spoiled young lady's fate?
Shen Yuan waved her hand and whispered softly: "No, I set the heat preservation mode, it's not very hot."
Hearing this, the man nodded and let her go.
Shen Yuan brought all the hot dishes to the table.
In the kitchen, Fu Huaisi hadn't finished cooking the soup yet. Chen Yuan thought it would take a while longer, so she went back to the bedroom to pack her clothes.
Halfway through cleaning up, she heard a man's voice coming from the first floor.
"Come down to eat."
Chen Yuan responded, put down the clothes in her hand, and ran downstairs.
To be honest, I'm a little curious about this young master's craftsmanship.
Fu Huaisi used the winter melon and pork ribs that she had not used up just now to cook a pot of winter melon and dragon bone soup.
Not to mention the taste, the appearance alone is already half the battle.
The winter melon was cooked until it was soft and sticky, soaked in rich soup, and the ribs were also cooked until they were soft. Shen Yuan tried to pick them up with chopsticks.
Boneless in one second.
Fu Huaisi took off his apron and looked at her, "Wash your hands."
"Oh, oh."
Chen Yuan was obedient.
After washing her hands, she found a seat farther away from Fu Huaisi and started eating without waiting for him.
It was already past dinner time and she was indeed a little hungry.
The first target was naturally the winter melon and dragon bone soup cooked by Fu Huaisi. It was not because I wanted to eat it too much, but mainly because I didn’t want to eat leftovers, even if they had only been cold for a few hours.
After washing his hands, Fu Huaisi saw the petite figure in the corner and frowned slightly.
But he said nothing and sat down in the middle.
Neither of them was talkative while eating, they just ate simply.
The gentle clinking of dishes and chopsticks and the sound of swallowing intertwined with each other, and it was surprisingly harmonious without being abrupt at all.
Fu Huaisi basically doesn't take much time to eat and eats very quickly.
Shen Yuan was obviously very slow. Fu Huaisi took a moment to take a look and saw her gnawing on a piece of pork ribs.
I ate it in small bites, not wanting to finish it all at once, as if I wouldn't be able to finish the next piece after finishing this one.
Fu Huaisi thought that even someone with a good appetite would develop anorexia after seeing the way she ate.
But even as he thought this, his eyes seemed to be out of control and kept falling on the woman's face.
Her drooping eyelashes trembled, covering the pair of eyes that were afraid and nervous when she saw him.
Like a kitten eating quietly.
He was very well behaved at this time.
His dim eyes passed over the small bead on her plump red lips, and Fu Huaisi suddenly felt that this beautiful lady looked like a little kitten.
His courage and appetite were exactly the same as the kitten's, even the wet look in his eyes was damn similar.
Thinking about it this way, it is indeed quite comfortable to have a small pet at home.
It is non-aggressive, obedient and well-behaved. You can play with it and pass the time when you are bored.
Fu Huaisi tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks, "Hey."
Shen Yuan subconsciously looked up, "Hmm?"
I haven't even swallowed the pork ribs in my mouth.
Facing such a look, Fu Huaisi almost swore, but he swallowed the curse words that were about to come out of his lips.
Fu Huaisi's eyes dimmed slightly, and he felt the wound on his palm became more itchy, as if an ant was poking its head in.
My mind is in a mess and I feel upset.
Holding back the restlessness running through his body, Fu Huaisi raised his eyelids and asked her.
"Didn't I tell you to eat first? Why are you waiting for me to come back?"
In fact, what he wanted to ask more was why she still wanted to cook soup for him when she was obviously scared to death.
But I always feel that asking this question is too pretentious and strange.
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