After rebirth, I inherited my ex-husband’s inheritance worth hundreds of billions

I was in a daze for a long time before I finally woke up.

Fu Yanshen also seemed to be resurrected with full health. He was completely different from the decadent and gloomy person he was when he got sick yesterday. He actually teased me on purpose just now and... smiled.

He even wanted to go shopping with me, which surprised me even more.

In the past, I asked him to go shopping with me, but I couldn't move him.

He thinks it's a waste of time. We don't need to buy groceries in person, and it's not like we don't have a nanny.

But at that time, I just wanted to live an ordinary life with him and experience the fireworks of the world together.

"You don't want to go? Then just eat bread today."

Fu Yanshen's voice brought me back to my senses. I raised my head and saw him leaning against the door frame with his arms folded across his chest, looking at me casually.

A pair of dark eyes, but there was a hint of...expectation.

I quickly opened the quilt and got out of bed.

I'm afraid that if I piss him off, he'll get sick again.

Today is New Year's Eve, 8: am London time, with an -hour time difference. At this point, every household in China is already having New Year's Eve dinner.

This New Year’s Eve dinner, my parents will definitely not know how to taste it...

I brushed away these annoying thoughts, washed and changed my clothes, and quickly went downstairs.

Fu Yanshen was already waiting for me at the coat rack.

Different from the exquisite business-style attire of suits and ties in the past, today he is wearing a black Canada Goose mid-length work-style down jacket, blue jeans, and a pair of dark brown leather short boots.

Her very short hair is held up with gel at will, which makes her look three-dimensional and handsome.

As I approached, he picked up a red down jacket from the hanger and handed it to me.

I was stunned, this is not mine.

"It's cold today." He looked at me and said lightly.

I put on a red down jacket, the brand is also Canada Goose.

Why does the one on him seem to be a couple's style?

Fu Yanshen raised his hand and casually helped me take my long hair out of my clothes. His rough fingers accidentally touched the back of my neck, smelling of a strong manly scent.

I casually tied a high ponytail.

When I raised my head, I met his eyes. He was looking at me, with a faint smile on his lips, his eyes lit up, and he looked in a good mood.

"gone."

Just when I was wondering, he had already taken the lead out of the door.

Looking at his tall and handsome back, I unconsciously raised the corners of my lips and quickly followed him.

There was a black Mercedes-Benz G parked outside the lawn. After Fu Yanshen opened the passenger door, he walked around the hood and got into the cab.

Today he personally drove me to a large and well-known local Chinese Super League. Most of the people who come here to buy food are Chinese. There are all kinds of Chinese ingredients, grains, oils and seasonings.

He pushed the shopping cart and I picked out the ingredients.

When I was studying abroad, I would shamelessly follow him when he went out to buy groceries. I didn’t know how to cook at that time, so I watched him choose.

After I selected the excellent Snowflake Wagyu steak, I noticed that the cart was still there, but he was gone.

"Fu——"

I was about to shout in fear, fearing that he would get sick again.

I saw him walking over from the fruit section, carrying a box of cherries, with two boxes of my favorite strawberries in winter on top.

My heart feels sweet.

Just like buying new year's goods, we returned home with a full load.

Returned to the villa and started preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Fu Yanshen is the chef, and I am responsible for helping him.

After a while, the kitchen was filled with smoke and flames, and the man stood beside the stove, stirring the pot as skillfully as a hotel chef.

Although I also learned to cook after marriage, his cooking skills have always been better than mine.

When I was studying here, I was fascinated by his family-man temperament underneath his cold appearance.

However, he almost never cooked after getting married.

When the steamed Da'aolong came out of the pot, I sprinkled it with green onion, ginger and garlic. He held the pot and poured the hot oil on it. "Crackling", the aroma of onion, ginger, garlic mixed with seafood filled the air.

"The leather jacket is bright!" I clapped my hands and said happily.

Through the white smoke, Fu Yan looked at me deeply, raised the corners of his lips, and in a flash, he walked to the stove again.

A sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner with meat, seafood and vegetables was served. I thought it was ready to start, but Fu Yanshen pulled me to make dumplings together.

Sauerkraut and pork stuffing, my dad and I eat it every New Year’s Eve.

After making the dumplings, we listened to the rebroadcast of the Spring Festival Gala in China as the background sound and ate New Year’s Eve dinner.

He was going to open the bottle of wine, but I didn't let him.

The wounds on his body have not yet healed, and he should not be exposed to alcohol or seafood. I asked him to eat less.

In previous lives, we all had New Year's Eve dinner at the Sheng family. Fu Yanshen always arrived at the last minute. After eating, he would hide in his father's study and continue working overtime. He hated spending the New Year at my parents' house.

When he was sixty percent full, Fu Yanshen went to cook dumplings. When he came back, there was only one portion.

"Didn't you ask for it? Why don't you eat it?" I asked curiously.

"I don't like to eat." He said calmly.

"You like to eat Shixia's dumplings." I blurted out, remembering the time I bumped into Shixia making dumplings for him.

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows deeply. He looked at me for a moment, as if he was remembering.

"That time...I didn't eat it that time." He said calmly, "I haven't eaten dumplings since my mother left. I won't eat dumplings made by anyone."

Listening to his words, I was surprised.

In the past, I thought he didn't like eating the dumplings I made because he was impatient with me. I thought he was willing to eat Shi Xia's dumplings because he liked her...

"Your mother..." I asked curiously and cautiously.

Could his mental illness be caused by his grief and long-term depression after losing his mother when he was five years old?

I knew very little about his past, and he never wanted to tell me.

I still understood a little bit from Shi Xia and Shi Jin's words.

Fu Yan looked at me deeply, as if he was about to speak but hesitated. After a while, he said: "Eat quickly."

He still doesn't want to tell me this, but I'm no longer who he is, and there's no need for him to tell me.

My heart felt heavy, so I lowered my head and ate the dumplings silently.

After dinner, I was eating strawberries by the stove, making a fire, and watching domestic short videos to relieve my boredom. Fu Yanshen walked beside me. He was already fresh and free from the smell of oil smoke.

"Go set off fireworks."

he said.

I followed him out of the house unexpectedly and got on the back seat of the motorcycle.

Fu Yanshen put his long legs on the ground, turned sideways, and helped me put on my motorcycle helmet.

The heavy-duty locomotive's engine roared, accompanied by the pungent exhaust gas, and drove out with a "swish". I instinctively hugged his waist tightly.

The cold wind was biting, my chest was close to his back, and I could faintly feel his thundering heartbeat...

There is an open space in the suburbs where many young Chinese people gather. This is the officially designated place for setting off fireworks.

"Beauty, where are you from?"

Fu Yanshen was moving fireworks when a handsome guy with a southern accent struck up a conversation with me.

I turned around and was about to leave, but the other person took my arm and said, "Come to study abroad? Or travel? Add me as a friend!"

The irritable tone didn't sound like a good thing.

"roll."

At this time, a cold voice sounded.

In the darkness, Fu Yanshen narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the other party coldly.