Early in the morning, Jiang Wantang appeared at the Fu family's house again, carrying the breakfast she had prepared early in the morning. The Fu family's nanny was already used to this and respectfully invited her in.
"Miss Jiang, the second young master hasn't come downstairs yet, you'll have to wait."
Butler Zhao explained to her, but in his heart he did not support Fu Jingchen's approach. If he could marry someone like Miss Jiang, he would treat her like royalty.
Young Master Fu really doesn't know how to cherish women. Alas, it's truly pitiful for Miss Jiang, who is so devoted to love.
"It's okay, I'll wait here."
Jiang Wantang knew she had arrived early, so she sat on the sofa in the Fu family's living room and waited.
Upstairs, Shen Muqing, having had a good night's sleep, stretched and got out of bed. Today was another beautiful day.
She wondered if it was her nose, but she could always smell a faint, delicate fragrance of ink and paper. The scent was so familiar, as if she had smelled it somewhere before.
However, she didn't pay attention. It seemed that Fu Jingchen wasn't sleepwalking yesterday, which was a good sign.
Shen Muqing finished dressing and ran into Fu Jingchen, who had just finished showering after exercising. The air was still filled with the fragrance of shower gel, and she could tell it was Fu Jingchen's scent.
At first, a faint fragrance entered her nostrils, but later it filled her entire nasal cavity with a domineering scent, just like how he appeared to be refined and polite, but was actually quite domineering at heart.
Good morning, Mr. Fu.
"Good morning, Qingqing."
Fu Jingchen held his coat in his hand; he was dressed in a formal suit, and the specially made clothes made him look tall and composed.
"Let me help you carry it."
He slightly turned his body to avoid Shen Muqing's movement. "No need, I'll do it."
Shen Muqing didn't force her. It was fine if she didn't need it; she could do this amazing job for the rest of her life.
The two went downstairs one after the other. As soon as they reached the bottom, Shen Muqing saw Jiang Wantang sitting on the sofa. She walked over in small steps and said, "Miss, what brings you here?"
She was usually surprised to see Jiang Wantang at the Fu family's house in the evening, but he came early this morning.
"I've come to bring Jingchen breakfast."
Jiang Wantang looked at the exquisitely packaged box on the table and spoke, while Fu Jingchen followed behind Shen Muqing.
Good morning, big brother.
"Good morning."
Fu Jingchen walked to the dining table, and Butler Zhao quickly set out the tableware for him.
"Where is Jingchen? Why isn't he up yet, so late?"
"The second young master is still upstairs and hasn't come down yet."
"Go and call him down."
"good."
Fu Jingchen's handsome brows furrowed. The older Fu Jingchen got, the more outrageous he became. What kind of behavior was this?
"You two come and have breakfast."
"good."
Upon receiving the summons, Shen Muqing immediately responded and pulled Jiang Wantang toward the dining table.
"Aren't we waiting for Jingchen?"
Jiang Wantang hesitated for a moment, then slowly moved toward the dining table.
Fu Jingchen: "No need to wait, let's eat first."
Jiang Wantang, who was supposed to be delivering breakfast to Fu Jingchen, sat down and inexplicably ate breakfast. This was not what she had expected; she had planned to leave after delivering breakfast to Fu Jingchen.
Fu Jingchen didn't get up until the three of them had finished breakfast, still half asleep. As soon as he arrived, all three of them turned to look at him.
In particular, Fu Jingchen's gaze was sharp and intimidating.
Fu Jingchen looked completely bewildered. What had he done? Why was his brother staring at him like that, and why were they all looking at him? Was there something on his face?
"elder brother?"
"come over."
Fu Jingchen knew from his brother's tone that he was in a bad mood. His heart clenched, and he walked over in two quick steps.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Why does his brother look so unsatisfied so early in the morning? Did Xiao Shen not satisfy him?
He looked at Shen Muqing with a questioning gaze. Shen Muqing received his gaze and shook her head to indicate that she did not know either.
"sit down."
"oh oh."
He thought something was wrong, that they were making him sit down so seriously.
The breakfast Jiang Wantang brought was a bit cold, so she took it to Aunt Tian to heat it up and bring it out.
She made egg wonton noodles, which looked and smelled delicious. Aunt Tian served the noodles to Fu Jingchen.
Fu Jingchen: "Sister Tian is eating noodles today? They look delicious."
After he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks, put the food in his mouth, and before he even put it in his mouth, he received three gazes from different directions.
Was the noodle dish poisoned?
"Is there something you need?"
With so many people staring at him, he lost all desire to eat. He put down his chopsticks and asked, "Hmm?"
"It's alright, it's alright, you can keep eating," Shen Muqing replied with a smile.
"Finish your noodles, don't waste any."
Fu Jingchen gave him orders. Fu Jingchen could be said to have been fearless since childhood, except for his brother. He obeyed his brother's orders without question and dared not disobey.
"good."
Fu Jingchen picked up his chopsticks again, took a mouthful of noodles, and before he could even taste it, he habitually exclaimed, "Wow, good..."
Jiang Wantang waited expectantly for his answer. This was her first time cooking, and she had spent a long time preparing it that morning.
Judging from his expression, Jiang Wantang felt that she had done a good job, and that her morning time had not been wasted.
Before he could even finish his sentence, he received a death stare from his brother, warning him not to say anything out of line. He quickly chewed and swallowed. Was this even edible? He had never eaten noodles with such a rich flavor, a perfect blend of sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy.
"It's so delicious!"
Fu Jingchen suppressed his pain and insincerely praised the noodles. As soon as he tasted them, he knew they weren't made by Aunt Tian. Aunt Tian's cooking skills were never this indescribable.
"Really?"
This was the first time Fu Jingchen had seen such a vivid expression on Jiang Wantang's face. He thought he had guessed who did it; he really felt sorry for her.
"Mmm, it's delicious. It's the best egg wonton noodles I've ever had."
To prove it, Fu Jingchen shoveled mouthfuls of noodles into his mouth.
Jiang Wantang watched with satisfaction as he finished eating her creation. She felt a good sense of accomplishment, which showed that she did have some talent in cooking.
"Muqing, I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow too, do you want some?"
Looking at Fu Jingchen's expression, which was so good he was practically crying from hunger, Shen Muqing wondered if it was really that delicious. She tasted it to check the saltiness, then nodded vigorously.
"Yes, thank you, Miss!"
"You are welcome."
Shen Muqing didn't catch Fu Jingchen's hint and foolishly agreed. She even wondered if Fu Jingchen's eyes were twitching, as he kept glancing left and right.
"Jingchen, I'll deliver it to you again tomorrow."
"Wow, that's fantastic." Fu Jingchen replied insincerely. Shen Muqing had already agreed, how could he refuse? He wouldn't dare.
Jiang Wantang was even happier when she heard that. "Big brother, do you want some? I'll bring you some too."
So this is what it feels like to have your cooking skills recognized. I'm so happy.
Fu Jingchen picked up the warm water and was drinking it when Jiang Wantang's question almost made him choke. "No need."
"All right."
Jiang Wantang was a little disappointed, but it was alright, at least there would be two tasters tomorrow.
Although Shen Muqing didn't eat the food Jiang Wantang cooked, she noticed Fu Jingchen's refusal and saw a moment of disappointment on Jiang Wantang's face.
"Mr. Fu, are you sure you don't want to try it? Miss's cooking is delicious."
Jiang Wantang lowered her head shyly after being praised by Shen Muqing.
"good."
Fu Jingchen agreed to Shen Muqing's request without hesitation.
Jiang Wantang received three advance reservations for meals. Full of confidence, she was determined to showcase her culinary skills tomorrow.
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