Perfect, the president is addicted to love

Chapter 102: Xinxin, is it delicious? "..." Su Xinxin looked embarrassed.

Didn't the elders dislike the younger generation showing affection in front of them?Didn't it mean that the elders would not be able to stand seeing the young people showing affection?

But, who will tell her why elders like grandma are so interested in watching them show their affection in person?

At this time, does she choose to play dumb or choose to play dumb?

She felt that she should choose to play dumb...

So, Su Xinxin just laughed at Yan Shi a few times, but Fu Xijue lifted his thin lips shyly and said, "Wife, grandma asked you to call me 'husband', you can't dare to speak because you are shy." , isn't it? If you don't cooperate, how can you make your husband feel awkward in front of grandma...?"

Hearing this, Su Xinxin looked at Fu Xijue obediently no matter how shy she was, and called out affectionately: "My husband..."

"That's good!" Yan's strokes of her hair became more gentle.

"..." Su Xinxin looked at grandma's kind face and accepted her words. For some reason, she always had the illusion that grandma and Fu Xijue's personalities were products of the same assembly line.

This kind of movement, this kind of expression, and this kind of tone are exactly the same as those of Fu Xijue...

She didn't feel this way before, but after the two of them stood by her side, she suddenly discovered this similar fact that she had ignored for more than 20 years.

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That night, Yan insisted on not going back to the Fu family's old house, and Su Xinxin happened to very much hope that grandma would stay in the private villa, so they happily decided to let grandma live in the villa.

Although Yan Shi looks very young, but his age is there after all, he can't stay up late like young people, and fell asleep before nine o'clock in the evening.

Su Xinxin looked at Yan's sleeping face, with a distressed look on her delicate face.

According to Fu Sijue, during the three years when grandma ran away from home, she lived in a small town in Paris, France, where grandpa and grandma met.Although there are memories of the love between grandpa and grandma there, she still can't imagine how grandma spent three years there alone...

Thinking of this, Su Xinxin felt very uncomfortable.

At some point, a pair of hands rested on her shoulders, and the heat from the gentle palms seemed to ease all the complicated feelings of anxiety, guilt and self-blame in her heart.

She tilted her head, and Fu Xijue was also bowing her head, and said to her in a low voice: "Xinxin, let's go back, don't disturb grandma to sleep."

Su Xinxin glanced at grandma's face reluctantly, thought for a while, stood up, nodded, followed Fu Xijue out of the bedroom where grandma was.

After returning to their room, Su Xinxin couldn't hold back anymore, crystal clear tears flowed down the corners of her eyes again.

Fu Xijue suddenly felt a pain in his heart, stretched out his hand to hug her, and comforted her softly, "Xinxin, don't cry, grandma has come back, the past is over, everything will be fine."

Su Xinxin's voice was choked with sobs, "But Xiaoxian never came back, and all of this is my fault. If I hadn't insisted on going to Minglian Mountain to pray for Buddha, then nothing would happen to Xiaoxian, and neither would Qingzi. away from you."

Fu Xijue raised her face, "Xinxin, none of these are your faults, those are just accidents and have nothing to do with you, don't blame yourself too much."

"..." He would say this, she was completely unexpected, he had always blamed those mistakes on her, how could he tell her now that it had nothing to do with her?

As if seeing Su Xinxin's doubts, Fu Xijue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his hand, and said softly: "I was wrong before, I shouldn't let you, a girl, bear so many unwarranted charges. To the responsibility of 'brother', later, I also failed to fulfill the responsibility of 'boyfriend', so now, I want to try my best to fulfill the responsibility of 'husband'."

His voice was full of magnetism, magnetism mixed with firmness, "Xinxin, that was an accident, an accident that no one wants to happen, including you..."

"Actually, we all blamed you by mistake!" Fu Xijue's eyes were filled with guilt when he said this.

"..." Su Xinxin also hugged Fu Xijue's waist tightly with both hands, her expression was complicated, but she pursed her lips and said nothing.

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The next day, Yan got up early in the morning and went to the kitchen on the first floor to make breakfast. Mama Zhang's job was to cook for the master and clean up the villa. Mama Zhang couldn't get used to it for a while.

Maybe it was due to professional habits, Zhang Ma felt uncomfortable when she saw Yan's busy figure.

She wanted to reach out her hand to stop Yan Shi's movement, but she missed it as soon as she reached out. After hesitating for a while, she couldn't help calling again in a low voice: "Uh, old lady, you..."

Yan seemed to be able to know what Zhang Ma wanted to say to her next, so she cut off Zhang Ma's words without waiting for Zhang Ma to hesitate and say, "I want to cook a delicious meal for my granddaughter-in-law. Nutritious breakfast, I won’t bother you today, if you think the kitchen is boring, go out first, if you want to learn my cooking skills, then I welcome you to stand here and steal the teacher..."

"..." Zhang Ma was dumbfounded for a moment.

Looking at Yan Shi in casual and fashionable women's clothing, Mama Zhang felt so overwhelmed!

She didn't expect that the woman in front of her who looked about the same age as herself turned out to be Boss Fu's own grandma. This... is too well maintained, right?

Mama Zhang kept her eyes on Yan's back. After thinking for a while, she stepped forward and said again cautiously: "Madam, with such a noble status, it is really wronged for you to cook breakfast for the young mistress by yourself. .”

She said: "Why don't you tell me what kind of breakfast you want to cook for the young mistress, and I'll cook it myself, okay? We servants do the cooking. I really can't bother the old lady so hard..."

Because Zhang Ma couldn't let it go, she finally reached out to take the carrot in Yan's hand.

Yan Shi looked at the hands stretched out in front of her eyes, stopped the movement in them, but did not let go of the hand holding the delicate carrot, "Your name is Zhang Ma, right?"

At first, Mama Zhang was taken aback when she heard Yan Shi calling herself that. After the daze, Mama Zhang hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, old lady."

Yan looked at Zhang's mother, "Since you are so embarrassed, you can fold vegetables for me!"

It's better to be able to help than to stand aside, so Zhang Ma smiled and nodded, "Okay, old lady."

However, perhaps because Yan has been in Paris, France for a long time, the way of cooking breakfast is more or less different from the way in China. It is precisely because of this difference that the more traditional and serious Mama Zhang is red-eyed.

The two began to argue over the small issues of whether to put salt or oil first, whether to simmer or cook on high heat.

Yan insisted on her own approach, but Zhang Ma thought it was inappropriate and kept standing aside and wanted to change Yan's approach. The more ambiguity, the greater the disagreement, and the voices of the dispute also developed from the mildness at the beginning to the uncontrollable volume. the point.

The movement in the kitchen successfully attracted Fu Xijue and Su Xinxin here.

The two looked like two elders who were about to fight, and they frowned at the same time.

Su Xinxin wanted to go over to persuade the two of them to stop, but as soon as she lifted her foot, Fu Xijue held her hand. She tilted her head, but he shook his head at her, and his eyes fell on her lower abdomen.

She understood, nodded slightly, and stopped her steps.

The next moment, Fu Xijue stepped to the side of the two lovely and kind elders, "Grandma, Zhang Ma..."

Yan's and Zhang's mother, who were in the midst of a fierce dispute, suddenly stopped when they heard Fu Xijue's voice, and looked at the 'elder young master' beside them with embarrassing expressions.

Fu Xijue's eyes fell on the colorful rainbow pot filled with rich ingredients, and his thin lips slightly pursed.

After a simple understanding of the cause and the result of the matter, Fu Xijue finally agreed to let Yan take charge of the overall situation alone.

Mama Zhang was a little uncomfortable at first, but Mr. Fu spoke up in person, so she was relieved to let Yan Shi do it.

Yan Shi did it himself, while the other three stood quietly in a certain part of the kitchen and watched Yan Shi earnestly toss.

I have to admit that Yan's cooking skills are really amazing.

After eating those delicacies, Mama Zhang couldn't help worrying about her status as a servant in the private villa in the future...

Seeing them eating with gusto, Yan saw a satisfied smile on their faces.

She looked at Su Xinxin lovingly, "Xinxin, is it delicious?"

"Delicious." She replied truthfully.

With Su Xinxin's affirmation, Yan's gaze turned to Fu Xijue's face again, "Xijue, is it delicious?"

"Delicious." The same answer as Su Xinxin.

These did not satisfy Yan Shi, she smiled and looked at Zhang Ma again, and asked: "Zhang Ma, is it delicious?"

"Back to the old lady, it's delicious." Zhang Ma said sincerely, "After I ate the food cooked by the old lady, I realized how bad my cooking skills are. The old lady cooked so deliciously, I was worried about cooking The things you have are not to your liking..."

Zhang Ma said so, the smart master can hear Zhang Ma's worries as a servant.