Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Rong Yan shook her head firmly.

She was not being polite to Ye Jianming, she just didn't want the Fu family's affairs to drag down the Ye family.

Who knows what kind of crises we will face in the future.

Ye Jianming sighed heavily: "Okay, you can always go if you want."

"I know." Rong Yan raised her chin and smiled.

After Zhou Luo entered the community, she picked up the express delivery from the post station. In order to prevent Rong Bing from making trouble when she was not at home, she bought a surveillance camera.

The installation was very simple, and for a woman who is used to living alone, it was installed effortlessly.

She looked at her results with satisfaction and returned to the house, only to see the unread messages and two missed calls.

Fu Jingchen asked her if she was home.

The woman went back [I’m home, I was busy just now, so I didn’t see the message]

The man who had already arrived at the community was waiting in the car.

[I bought you brown sugar, thermal pads, and a hot water bottle...] Fu Jingchen typed three lines.

Zhou Luo understood at a glance that she didn't want to eat with Fu Jingchen, so she just made an excuse, but Fu Jingchen actually took it to heart and thoughtfully prepared so many things.

This man was so attentive, and she liked Fu Jingchen even more.

It's just that my menstrual period hasn't arrived yet, how can I get it? Women's problems... Zhou Luo thought about it, and since he was in a bad mood during this period, he mentioned the nodules.

She was just about to reply that it wasn't that question when she saw Fu Jingchen send another sentence: "I'm in your community and I didn't go upstairs without your permission. Can I send you something?" 】

[Okay, come up here] Zhou Luo replied.

Fu Jingchen was in a good mood when he saw the news, and his steps became lighter when he got off the car.

He purposely straightened his hair in front of the reflector before going up.

Zhou Luo sweated a lot while dressing up for surveillance. She smelled the stinky smell of her clothes, and the woman immediately put on her pajamas.

When she heard the doorbell ringing, she ran over and opened the door.

Fu Jingchen was carrying two bags of things.

In addition to what he said, Zhou Luo seemed to see lettuce popping out of the bag.

Just when she suspected that she was wrong, Fu Jingchen took the initiative and said: "Come here to buy some food. Girls in this period can't touch cold water? Takeaway is not healthy. Nutrition is very important. I don't know what you like to eat. I bought some. It's convenient." Can I borrow the kitchen?"

Zhou Luo: "Ah?"

Her mouth opened wide and she looked at Fu Jingchen in disbelief.

"Is that okay? I can clean up, and the food I cook won't taste bad." Fu Jingchen repeated.

"Oh, okay." Zhou Luo agreed somehow. She seemed to have no ability to refute, and just watched Fu Jingchen come in with two bags of things.

She even locked the door.

Zhou Luo rarely cooks at home, but he has a complete supply of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Can Fu Jingchen cook? She had never heard of it. Could it be more delicious than her own?

Zhou Luo stood at the door of the kitchen, with many pictures popping up in his mind.

Fu Jingchen turned around and asked, "Can all these pots be used?"

The woman came back to her senses and said, "Well, everything can be used. The seasonings are in the cabinet above your right hand, and the bowls and chopsticks are in the cabinet on the lower left. But, are you really good at cooking? How about I come?"

"We'll find out later." Fu Jingchen's lips curled up. His cooking skills were not as good as those of a chef, but when he was at the Fu family, he was much better than Fu Jingsheng and the others. His cooking was praised by his aunt at home.

After I moved out, I would do it occasionally.

"Oh." Zhou Luo leaned against the door frame, looking like he was watching a good show.

"Go and wait outside. There's a lot of fumes here." Fu Jingchen saw the woman looking at her for a long time and asked her to leave.

Zhou Luo sat back.

From the kitchen, there was the sound of chopping vegetables, the sound of oil stains, and the sound of spatulas... Listening to the rhythm, you knew that Fu Jingchen was very busy.

So Zhou Luo walked over and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to help?"

"No, the dishes are all ready, just waiting to be cooked." Fu Jingchen said confidently.

Zhou Luo stood on tiptoe and looked at the stove. There were several pots on it, and the pots were full of cut vegetables, which looked decent.

"Okay, I'm out." The woman left relieved.

She turned on the TV and wanted to watch it for a while, but found that she couldn't watch it at all. All she saw was Fu Jingchen's busy scene.

For a long time, no one has achieved this because of his casual words.

Zhou Luo was a little moved.

If Fu Jingchen really has that skill, her favorability towards men will rise by another point.

Zhou Luo began to look forward to it.

Fu Jingchen turned on two gas stations at the same time, one for cooking and one for soup.

Most of the dishes and soups are also menstrual period friendly.

For example, black-bone chicken soup, spinach, fungus...

Zhou Luo waited for half an hour, and Fu Jingchen finally came out.

With a smile on his brow, he said, "It will take a while until the soup is left."

The fried dishes were brought to the table one by one, and they looked pretty good.

The smell of food wafts in the house.

Zhou Luo took the bowls and chopsticks and said, "It looks very good, Mr. Fu."

"It's only Fu Jingchen now. I'm not bragging. The taste is absolutely unexpected." The man was full of confidence.

"Let's start together." Zhou Luo picked up his chopsticks and couldn't wait to take a bite.

Fu Jingchen sat down: "Can I have dinner with you?"

Zhou Luo laughed: "What a silly question you are asking. Are you going to leave without eating after cooking? There are so many dishes."

"Oh, okay." The man sat down.

Zhou Luo picked up the minced pork and eggplant in front of him, chewed it and gave a thumbs up: "It's delicious, much better than takeout."

Eggplant is my favorite.

Then she tried other dishes, and every dish tasted authentic.

Seeing the woman's satisfied look, Fu Jingchen was very happy.

"I don't know what you like to eat, spinach, fungus...it's good to eat during menstrual period, so I bought it." Fu Jingchen explained.

Zhou Luo almost choked. She swallowed the food in her mouth and said, "I didn't even know it was good to eat these during my period. You know so much."

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't understand it before. You checked it out when you got off work." Fu Jingchen was afraid that Zhou Luo might mistakenly think that he knew this because of Rong Bing.

"Really?" The woman was dubious.

"Well, I could have sworn that."

"No need, I believe it. Fu Jingchen, who did you learn this skill from? I'm telling you, my cooking is not delicious at all." Zhou Luo didn't expect it at all.

Fu Jingchen and Zhou Luo talked about his affairs in the Fu family.

"Sure enough, cooking requires talent. By the way, I also want to tell you something." Zhou Luo put down his chopsticks with a serious expression.

Fu Jingchen thought that Zhou Luo didn't like that he had taken the initiative and went to the community first and made an agreement.

As a result, Zhou Luo said: "I'm not on my period. I've been in a bad mood recently. My chest is swollen and painful. There may be nodules, or it may be coming soon."

"Huh?" The man who could make mistakes opened his eyes wide.

"You have been busy just now, so I didn't have a chance to tell you, but the food is very delicious. I will keep these things and will always use them next time." Zhou Luo said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I didn't make it clear. I'm sorry. You work in vain.”

"It's not in vain, but you need to see a doctor if you feel unwell. I'll give you a day off tomorrow to get checked out."