I owe you a lifetime of love

Fu Qingshen did not expect Fu Yan to come.

"Cousin, cousin, you, don't you welcome me?"

Fu Yan opened her eyes wide in shock, because she saw the person who came to open the door wearing an apron.

If the man standing in front of her didn't have the same face as Fu Qingshen, she might not be so surprised.

Fu Qingshen didn't seem to expect her to come either, he was always indifferent to others, he just looked at her indifferently and said, "I just didn't expect you to come."

Fu Yan was also abrupt about her sudden visit.

But there is no way, she has a reason to come...

"Cousin, no matter how you put it, my surname is Fu! Although we don't have much contact with each other on weekdays, we are all a family. I come to visit you, isn't it too much?"

"Besides, isn't my sister-in-law alone? I'll accompany her..."

It is impossible to drive out the guests who come to the door with gifts, Fu Qing made way expressionlessly.

"come in."

There were no extra slippers, so Fu Yan could only step on her high heels in.

There was movement in the kitchen, and she subconsciously looked towards the kitchen.

A delicate figure was reflected on the frosted wall panel.

Fu Yan couldn't help but stop.

She was thinking about something when she suddenly heard something fall from the kitchen, accompanied by the girl's low exclamation.

Fu Qingshen, who had walked over calmly, ran into the kitchen in a hurry.

Fu Yan: "..."

She hurriedly put down the things in her hand to look.

It turned out that the small egg beater on the sink fell down.

Her cousin's ice cube face, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, has other expressions.

He held the girl's hand distressedly.

"Did you hurt yourself?"

The girl shook her head obediently.

"I have to accompany you to complete all these, how can you do it yourself?"

An Nian lowered his head, a flash of self-blame flashed in his eyes.

It is said that she personally made cakes for Fu Qingshen to taste, but in fact, Fu Qingshen made these today.

"But I want to make a cake for you to try. It's really useless. Now I can't even do such a little thing."

Fu Qingshen bent his lips helplessly, and he touched An Nian's head with his big palm, with a pampering that could not be ignored.

"Baby, today this is a combination of our two hearts."

An Nian was still a little unhappy.

As a result, Fu Qingshen's voice became more gentle, and he whispered to the girl in front of him.

It is said that there are many such opportunities.

They have a lifetime to make cakes.

The girl with drooping eyelids trembled her eyelashes, and finally smiled under the gaze of the man.

Until a voice came from the door——

"Well, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to interrupt, cousin, whose birthday is it today?"

Fu Yan blushed, her eyes fell on the semi-finished cake on the sink.

Only then was Anian surprised: "Qingshen, are there any guests at home?"

Fu Qing nodded deeply: "Fu Yan, you were in the hospital yesterday, should you have said hello?"

Fu Yan remembered the time when she called someone "blind".

She suddenly became embarrassed, but An Nian didn't care. Instead, she waved her hand generously: "Miss Fu, how are you?"

A very gentle woman.

Fu Yan happily stepped forward to greet An Nian: "Sister-in-law, we are all a family, so don't be so polite."

Therefore, Fu Yan's lunch was eaten in Shengshihaoting.

After the main meal, a large piece of cake was placed on the table.

Fu Qingshen cut it for her personally.

Fu Yan chewed hard, the butter sugar was not enough, it was greasy and unpalatable, and the steamed cake was not fluffy.

She ate a small piece like chewing wax and was about to put down her fork.

Her cousin smiled at her "kindly".

Although Fu Yan has not been in contact with Fu Qingshen often.

But the relatives of the Fu family gathered together, and when everyone occasionally brought up the topic of Fu Qingshen, apart from the halo-like business acumen on him and the way he managed the company over the years, everyone mentioned him himself.

What Fu Yan often hears is "This kid is too cold" or "I haven't seen him smile once."

Or, some people even speculated that Fu Qingshen had some kind of emotional disorder. Over the years, he developed psychological problems that required diagnosis and treatment for work.

In short, I heard this kind of talk so much that Fu Yan always thought that her cousin was like this, but she didn't expect it.

Unexpectedly, this person just hasn't met anyone he can treat like this.

Now, he has met.

She foolishly watched her cousin smile "kindly" and then lowered her head, eating the unpalatable cake in big mouthfuls.

Her attempt to put down the fork was over.

Because the quiet girl opposite spoke.

"Fu Yan, is the cake delicious?"

"what……"

"good to eat!"

Just as she was about to speak, her cousin suddenly spoke first.

Fu Qing squinted deeply, warning himself not to talk nonsense.

He took off his apron, and after changing his face towards the person he likes, he became the one in the eyes of the elders of the Fu family.

Cold and forceful, unreasonable.

"I didn't ask you, why did you rush to answer?"

Fu Qingshen reached out and took An Nian's hand on the table.

"Since I think it's delicious, Xiao Yan must also think it's delicious."

Fu Yan was first startled by her cousin's "kind" smile, and now she was quite frightened by his "Xiao Yan".

An Nian snorted coldly: "Fu Yan, is it really delicious?"

This time it was no longer a hint, but an explicit warning.

There was an undeniable aura about her cousin, and he narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at her seriously.

It seems that if she said something wrong, she would not have good fruit to eat.

Fu Yan swallowed a bite of the cake: "Okay... delicious, so delicious."

An Nian frowned suspiciously: "Really? Is there any left? Give me a piece and I'll try it."

Fu Qingshen: "No."

He silently pushed the remaining piece in front of Fu Yan.

Fu Yan's eyes widened. She just finished one piece, and now she wants to eat this one again?
An Nian suffered the loss of not being able to see.

She really thought the cake was delicious, so Fu Qingshen and Fu Yan ate it up.

After eating the cake, Fu Qingshen stood up: "I'll go clean up."

"Yeah." An Nian nodded slightly.

"Fu Yan." Fu Qing raised his eyebrows deeply, motioning for Fu Yan to come with him.

Fu Yan could only follow.

The two arrived in the kitchen, just out of earshot of the girl on the sofa in the living room.

The gentle smile on Fu Qingshen's face was swept away, and he stared at Fu Yan lightly: "Tell me, what is your purpose for coming here today."

Fu Yan's eyes dodged for a moment: "Brother, we are relatives after all."

"I'm not close to the Fu family."

What Fu Qingshen said was a little heartless.

Just as Fu Yan was about to speak, Fu Qingshen interrupted her: "Don't make up excuses to lie, Fu Yan, I won't believe your words."

"Niannian's thoughts are not as complicated as yours. She may not guess that you have ulterior motives, but what do you want to say to Niannian under my nose, Fu Yan, I will not let you go."

Fu Yan's body trembled.

She didn't expect Fu Qingshen to give such a blatant warning.

She doesn't need to justify, he already thinks his purpose is impure.

"Okay, you go out."