She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

"Cangcang, come and sit down. These are all your favorite dishes." Fu Yancang took off her apron, carried the fish porridge out of the kitchen and put it on the dining table, as if she had just remembered.

"Oh, by the way, I still need to get tableware for my girlfriend. Look at me, I forgot about it."

Lu Yexing: “…”

It’s not like Cang Cang hasn’t said that he is his boyfriend, and he knows it. Is this guy a parrot? He talks about his girlfriend every three sentences and his boyfriend every time he opens his mouth.

"Where are my utensils?" he asked calmly, "Are you asking me to drink the porridge directly from the pot?"

Fu Yancang said innocently: "I only serve my girlfriend, others can do it themselves, the tableware is in the kitchen, you can see it as soon as you go in."

Lu Yexing looked at Shen Weicang, but the other party drank the spoonful of porridge that Fu Yancang fed him as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't realize how excessive Fu Yancang was.

Fu Yancang noticed Lu Yexing's actions and gave him a smug smile, which was hateful to look at.

Lu Yexing had no choice but to get up and get the tableware. When he turned back to the table, he said casually:

"You are the eldest son of the Fu family, after all. How can you live in such a small place with your girlfriend? You can't even turn around in the kitchen. You will get depressed if you live here for a long time."

Shen Weicang's heart moved, and she said to Lu Yexing with a smile: "Yexing, your home is very big, are you not used to it here?"

Lu Yexing's tone was very natural, but it couldn't hide the hidden meaning in his words:

"It's not very big, but if you were my girlfriend, I would never let you live in such a small house."

As he spoke, he glanced at Fu Yancang and said, "I don't think Fu Yancang's home would be so shabby. The living room and bedroom here combined are probably not as big as his bedroom."

The implication is that Fu Yancang is so rich, but he lives in a place like this with Shen Weicang, so he is definitely not sincere to her.

"I can even open this kitchen to cook, but why can't you open it when you just go in to get the tableware?" Fu Yancang knew that Lu Yexing was trying to deceive him, so he snorted coldly.

"Is it because you are uncoordinated and bumped into something? If you are sick, go get treatment immediately."

Shen Weicang's focus was on something else: "Yan Cang, is your bedroom really that big? You must be so lucky to have grown up in such a spacious house."

Her tone dropped a little: "I have never slept in such a big room."

As she spoke, she looked at Fu Yancang with pitiful eyes, then lowered her eyes.

Fu Yancang felt distressed, and he said without even thinking:

"Cang Cang, my bedroom is no different from others. If you want to see it, I'll take you home to play during the winter vacation, okay?"

Shen Weicang: "......"

Fu Yancang looked at his girlfriend anxiously, waiting for her answer, but Shen Weicang did not respond.

She was a little speechless. Wasn't Fu Yancang very smart, or were her words not clear enough?

I am speechless. I have to say it bluntly myself. How embarrassing.

"Yan Cang, I also want a spacious house," Shen Weicang said tactfully, "Then you won't have to keep bumping into things while cooking in the kitchen, disturbing my sleep early in the morning."

Fu Yancang just thought that Cangcang was hinting that he wanted to go home with him, but now he understood what his girlfriend meant and laughed:

"Okay, I'll research it and see which house meets Cang Cang's requirements, and then buy it and give it to you."

"Really? Thank you Yan Cang. I was planning to buy it with my own money," Shen Weicang said happily, "I'll leave a room for you after I finish decorating the house."

Fu Yancang whispered in her ear in an ambiguous tone: "No need to save a room for me, I can sleep in the same room with you, and it will save space."

Shen Weicang's face turned red, and he scolded: "Hey, what shameless words did you say in front of Ye Xing?"

"How is this shameless? We are a couple and will get married in the future. It is natural for us to sleep in the same room. Lu Yexing is not a child anymore. He will definitely understand us."

Lu Yexing didn't expect that he would pave the way for his love rival, and changed the subject as if nothing had happened: "Is this the dish I want to eat? Let me try it and see how it tastes."

Fu Yancang saw that his rival was at a disadvantage, but he rarely took advantage of the situation and kept entangled in this topic. He gloated as he watched Lu Yexing pick up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth, his voice pretending to be indifferent:

"Yes, try it and eat more."

Before Lu Yexing even put the chopsticks to his mouth, he smelled a strong smell of vinegar. Seeing that the fish was still dead white in color, he immediately didn't want to eat it. He could imagine how bad it would taste.

But Shen Weicang was also watching him: "Yexing, come and see if it tastes good. If it tastes good, I'll try it too."

Lu Yexing gritted his teeth and put it in his mouth. A sour, bitter and fishy taste rushed straight to his head, but according to the table etiquette he had learned, he was not allowed to spit out the food that had already entered his mouth.

He tried his best to resist the urge to spit it out and forced himself to swallow it down: "The taste is different from what I usually eat. I guess Fu Yancang doesn't know how to cook it. Cangcang, don't eat it."

Shen Weicang felt at first glance that the fish would not be delicious, but when he saw Lu Yexing picked it up and didn't want to eat it, he inexplicably wanted to torment him.

But at least his words gave her inspiration. She was kind enough to pick up a glass of juice and handed it to him: "Yexing, don't just eat, drink some juice."

Lu Yexing's hand paused, and the next moment he took it and took a sip as if nothing had happened.

Fu Yancang said innocently:

"Is it not tasty? I'm so sorry. I just told you to come to the kitchen with me and teach me how to cook it, but you insisted on being lazy."

Lu Yexing said sarcastically: "It's just a small space. That's your exclusive kitchen. I'll squeeze you out if I go in."

Fu Yancang was proud of it: "Of course, I cook for Cangcang here and keep him healthy. This kitchen is my battlefield."

"Do you think anyone can come into my kitchen? I let you in because you helped Cang Cang today, but you still don't know how to appreciate it."

Lu Yexing: “…”

He couldn't stand it anymore. Fu Yancang was like a mad dog, too aggressive.

Is it that he would indiscriminately target any man who has some contact with Cang Cang, regardless of age or appearance? How could Cang Cang tolerate this?

While Fu Yancang was helping Shen Weicang pick up some food, he was still mocking Lu Yexing:

"I say you too, what do you normally eat? Your taste is really weird. You like to be jealous so much, you must be the reincarnation of a jealous person in your previous life."

Aren't you jealous? Help this little green tea girl and make her jealous to death.

Not sure if it was because of anger, but Lu Yexing felt a little dizzy, and his whole body was hot and itchy.

Until Shen Weicang exclaimed: "Yexing, what happened to you? Why do you have so many rashes on your face?"

Only then did he remember that he was allergic to kiwi fruit, and the kiwi juice that Cang Cang had just brought him was kiwi juice.

She handed it to me personally, how could I bear to refuse it?

Lu Yexing was already having difficulty breathing and his face was flushed. He tried hard to force a smile to comfort Shen Weicang, but failed and fell down from the dining table.