Fu Shao's favorite treasure: madam, don't run away

Ye Ling touched his ears with his hands, and the instant noodles were cooked to pieces in the pot.

The ingredients around the pot were cut into different sizes, which was horrible.

The oil was sticking to the wall, and there was a burning smell from the pan on the other side. The egg shells fell to the ground, and the skins of the ingredients were not clean.

Fu Yuhan looked at Ye Ling's flustered appearance as if he was watching a good show, and he didn't find Fu Yuhan until Ye Ling turned his head.

His face turned cold instantly, and he didn't care about the instant noodles that were cooking in the pot behind him.

"Why are you here?"

She had just come back not long ago, so Fu Yuhan would not be able to come back so soon if he had dinner with Liu Shiyao.

"This is my home, where am I going?"

Fu Yuhan replied, standing up straight.

Looking up and down at Ye Ling's embarrassed appearance, it was like discovering a new world.

"Didn't you go to dinner with Senior Sister Liu?"

Ye Ling raised an eyebrow and asked in puzzlement.

"Didn't you say to read the files?"

Fu Yuhan asked back, Ye Ling turned his eyes away from him.

Looking at Ye Ling's little movements, Fu Yuhan knew what was going on in her heart, and a layer of ice was cast in her eyes.

"Shi Yao was drunk, I sent her back and came back."

"The information can be viewed at home, not necessarily in the company."

Ye Ling replied, Fu Yuhan went straight to Ye Ling and stretched out his hand.

Ye Ling dodged reflexively, only to see Fu Yuhan turn off the gas stove with a click.

The water in the pot was boiling, and the soup and instant noodles overflowed from the pot together.

The once neat and clean kitchen has become sloppy and horrible.

"I'll clean it up for you later."

Seeing Fu Yuhan's expression was not very good-looking, Ye Ling said quickly.

You always have to look at people's faces when you are under the fence, and she made it like this, she should be responsible.

"Face is good."

Ye Ling's stomach was growling, and he was covering his stomach with his hands, looking at the cooked noodles that were still in the pot.

She reached out to touch the handle of the pot, and was so hot that she almost jumped up, like a frightened wild cat.

"Can you eat this?"

Fu Yuhan raised his eyebrows, with a bit of disgust on his face.

He was afraid that he would not be able to get up immediately after eating the kind.

It was the first time he had seen such a superb 'cooking' person.

"It's not you who eat it, I eat it myself."

Ye Ling glanced at Fu Yuhan, turned around and wanted to put the noodles in a bowl, but Fu Yuhan grabbed her back by the collar and pulled her back.

With a bang, Ye Ling bumped into Fu Yuhan's back.

Fu Yuhan took off Ye Ling's apron and put it on himself. Seeing that Ye Ling was still in a daze, he stretched out his hand to flick her forehead.

"What are you doing in a daze? Help me."

Fu Yuhan turned around, and Ye Ling knew what he meant.

He reached out to tie Fu Yuhan's apron on.

"Step aside."

Fu Yuhan pushed Ye Ling away, opened the refrigerator, took out the ingredients, and was busy.

"let me help you."

Ye Ling stood there in a daze for a while, rolled up his sleeves to help Fu Yuhan but didn't know where to start.

She used to be a nanny in charge of these things. She would have something to eat as soon as she got home. She just needed to put it in the microwave to heat it up. Today was the first time she was cooking, and she didn't expect that it would be difficult to do what seemed easy.

"You are here to help or to cause trouble, go outside and wait."

Fu Yuhan turned his back to Ye Ling and said, looking at the ingredients on the bricks with his eyes, he was cutting carefully, cutting twice with one knife.

Be serious and focused.

Ye Ling looked at it for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Ye Ling turned around and went into the living room. She knew Fu Yuhan well, and if he could say this, it proved that she was there only to cause trouble.

After a while, the scent was tangy, and Ye Ling's stomach growled loudly.

"eat."

Fu Yuhan put the noodles in front of Ye Ling. The colorful vegetables and meat were all her favorites.

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of suspicion.

He didn't pick up the chopsticks for a long time, but he was swallowing his saliva, looking at the face in front of him like a hungry wolf.

"It won't taste good when it's cold."

Fu Yuhan reminded.

"I'm not accepting your charity, I'm just lending you a meal, and I'll pay you back later."

Ye Ling picked up the chopsticks and muttered.

Fu Yuhan shook his head and laughed.

"Do you still owe me less? You will have to pay for the liquidated damages for several years."

Fu Yuhan reminded that Ye Ling ate like a hungry wolf and didn't care what Fu Yuhan was talking about.

Nothing is more important than eating right now.

She had been hungry all afternoon, looked down at the information, and after looking at it, it was already night when she came to her senses.

Seeing Ye Ling devouring it voraciously, Fu Yuhan sat on the sofa unceremoniously, picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.

"It looks like a starved ghost reincarnated."

Ye Ling glanced at Fu Yuhan, mocking.

"Each each other."

Fu Yuhan paid back.

Ye Ling didn't compete with Fu Yuhan, but ate with his head down.

I have to say that Fu Yuhan is really good at it, just a bowl of noodles is better than outside.

After eating, Ye Ling sat on the sofa to rest and burped.

"do the washing up."

Fu Yuhan pointed to the bowls and chopsticks in front of him. He and Ye Ling were the only ones here. This was obviously meant for Ye Ling.

"It's not easy."

Ye Ling got up and went into the kitchen with the bowl and chopsticks.

It just so happened that she didn't want to owe Fu Yuhan any favors either.

As soon as Ye Ling left, Fu Yuhan suddenly got up as if thinking of something, quickened his pace and went into the kitchen.

Before I got to the kitchen, I heard crackling inside.

Standing outside the kitchen, I saw a big bastard lying on the ground, the pots and pans in his hands were broken into slag.

Fu Yuhan's expression changed, he should have posted a no-entry sign outside the kitchen.

Ye Ling got up slowly, her waist seemed to be twisted, she slowly turned her head to look at Fu Yuhan: "Pull me."

"What to say when asking for help."

Fu Yuhan asked teasingly, looking down at Ye Ling's funny appearance.

She was half kneeling on the ground with her hands on her hips.

The kitchen, which was already messy, became even more messy at this moment, and it was almost impossible to see.

"Please help me."

Ye Ling grinned, but without a smile on his face, he scolded Fu Yuhan more than ten times in his heart.

"That's right."

Fu Yuhan knew that Ye Ling had already cursed him in his heart, but he was very happy to see Ye Ling deflated.

Fu Yuhan stretched out his hand, but Ye Ling put it on without thinking.

With a pull, it crashed into Fu Yuhan's arms.

The big hand wrapped around Ye Ling's waist, and Ye Ling resisted like an electric shock. When he moved, his back hurt.

"I advise you not to move around, I will not be responsible if you fall down again."

The person in his arms was twisting and turning like a little wild cat.

"Release your hand."

Ye Ling warned that Fu Yuhan really let go of both hands, but fortunately Ye Ling grabbed Fu Yuhan's clothes wittily.

"I mean the arms around the waist."

Ye Ling frowned, a little impatiently.

If she hadn't been unable to leave by herself, she definitely wouldn't beg Fu Yuhan.

Seeing Ye Ling angry, Fu Yuhan put his arms around Ye Ling's waist and picked her up.

"what are you doing!"

Suddenly hanging in the air, Ye Ling asked cautiously.

"What do you say?"

Fu Yuhan raised his eyebrows with a cold expression on his face.

How can this woman be so smart in business but so stupid in life.

Fu Yuhan carried Ye Ling back to the room, Ye Ling didn't even dare to move, she was relieved only after Fu Yuhan put her on the bed and let go.

"medicine."

In the blink of an eye, Fu Yuhan was already holding the medicine in his hand.

"Thank you."

Ye Ling took the medicine and squeezed out two words.

"If you don't want to, don't say it."

The eagle eyes seemed to see what Ye Ling was thinking, and said.

"No, I'm willing to thank Mr. Fu. If it weren't for Mr. Fu's help, I might blow up the kitchen today. Mr. Fu, you are so kind."

Ye Ling said against her conscience, even she herself felt a little disgusted after speaking.

"Although it's disgusting to say this from your mouth, I love to hear it."

Fu Yuhan squinted his eyes, feeling happy.

He just loves to hear compliments, it feels really comfortable.

"shameless."

Ye Ling snorted coldly.

"Unfortunately, I also have a thick skin."

With a smile on his mouth, it seems ironic.

It was like hitting cotton candy, what she said was neither painful nor itchy to Fu Yuhan.

"Remember to rub the medicine."

Ye Ling held the medicine in his hand for a long time, so long that he didn't even know when Fu Yuhan would leave.

Why did he treat her the same as before, but he could cruelly murder his brother?

She wanted to forgive Fu Yuhan, but every time she thought of Fu Chijue's death, she couldn't forgive her.

This matter has become a knot in her heart, and if it cannot be resolved, it will become a knot.

Fu Yuhan said it wasn't him, but she saw with her own eyes that Fu Yuhan let go of his hand and Fu Chijue was drowned.

Fu Yuhan said it wasn't him, but couldn't give evidence to prove it.

She doesn't believe anything else, but she believes in evidence.

In the bathroom, blisters bubbled up.

A human head jumped out of the bathtub, the hair was close to the face, and she wiped the hair behind with one hand.

The water was dripping, her lips were pale, and she breathed heavily.

Even she herself forgot how long she had been soaking in the water.

Get up from the bathtub, pull the towel that was put aside, wrap your body and walk out slowly.

Lying on the bed like a corpse, looking at the photo on the bedside.

She and Fu Yuhan also have a photo of Fu Chijue. Fu Chijue is standing beside her while Fu Yuhan is holding a hand.

It's just that there are only three of them in the photo, and the other woman is cropped out.

"Haha, hahaha."

In the room, there was a sound of laughter.

Mother Liu passed by outside the room, and shook her head with a sigh.

She seemed to be used to Liu Shiyao like this, and it was no surprise that she laughed when she heard it.

It's just that she hasn't heard Liu Shiyao laugh like this for a long time, and she doesn't know what stimulated her.

At night, the window opened a gap, the cool breeze blew, and the door opened quietly.

A figure walked lightly into the room, sat on the edge of the bed, and turned on the desk lamp.

And the bed was covered with all kinds of old documents, Fu Yuhan picked up a document casually, glanced at the date on it, and put it down again.

These are all the materials that he just took over from the Fu family three years ago. I didn't expect those people to be able to reveal them to Ye Ling.

Ye Ling lay on the bed, sound asleep.

A strange light flashed in Eagle's eyes, and he lifted Ye Ling's clothes with one hand.

There is some redness on the back, no wonder she needs to sleep on her stomach.

Moreover, she put the medicine given to her intact on the table without even opening it.

"You, when can you be nice to yourself?"

Fu Yuhan shook his head, opened the medicine cap, and rubbed the medicine on the red and swollen back.

Seeming to know acupuncture points very well, Fu Yuhan did not see Ye Ling waking up after the massage.

Putting the lid on, looking at the sleeping face, Fu Yuhan bowed his head in a mysterious way, and passed her face like a dragonfly on water.

My heart was pounding like when we met for the second time.

She slept under a tree like a fairy, and even when she fell asleep, she held a book and refused to let go.

Standing up, there was tenderness in his eyes.

So gentle that he didn't even notice it.

Ye Ling turned over in a sound sleep and continued to sleep soundly.

For Fu Yuhan, if he described Ye Ling as an animal, then probably only a pig could describe her.

"Good night."