love after marriage

He recalled what he had done recently, and what made Jiang Haofeng unhappy was probably drinking. After breakfast, he nestled on the sofa and continued to read the script, his eyes fixed on the words, but his mind was thinking about how to coax the unhappy Young Master Jiang.

As soon as Jiang Haofeng entered the house, he saw Shen Shujie standing at the door to greet him. With a smile on his face, he took the document bag in his hand and put it aside, then reached out to pick up his coat.

Jiang Haofeng looked at him with unclear eyes for a while, then took off his suit jacket and handed it over.

When dinner was served, Shen Shujie waited for him to sit down before smiling and saying, "To thank you for taking care of me yesterday, I personally cooked a few dishes today."

Then he picked up a piece of bacon with chopsticks and put it in his bowl: "Shall I try it for the sake of saving face?"

Jiang Haofeng's expression remained the same. He picked up the chopsticks and ate the food that Shen Shujie put into the bowl. He didn't show any emotion or appreciation. Aunt Wang took care of Jiang Haofeng for many years and knew his taste very well. Shen Shujie never noticed anything wrong when he usually ate. But today's meal was all his free play. At the end of the meal, he discovered one of Jiang Haofeng's problems, picky eaters.

Love sweet, hate spicy, like sour, not salty.

I hate vegetables, but like mushrooms. Generally, seasonal vegetables can be swallowed, but broccoli is not sticky.

Shen Shujie bent his eyes and helped him pick up a vegetable again. Young Master Jiang's expression finally broke, his brows were furrowed, and his tone was blunt: "I'm full."

oh?Sure enough, I don't eat broccoli.

Shen Shujie seemed to have discovered his little secret. Turning around, the corners of his mouth rose instantly. He walked to the kitchen and took out the dessert he had prepared in the afternoon and asked, "Do you still eat this?"

The words he said were like splashed water, he got up and went upstairs with a serious expression: "Don't eat."

The next day, Shen Shujie was still preparing dinner. He opened the refrigerator and found that the cake he had prepared yesterday had disappeared. With a twitch of his mouth, he prepared another one. For three consecutive days, he finally asked during dinner, "Jiang Haofeng."

"Ah."

"Did you eat the cake in the refrigerator?"

Young Master Jiang picked up a piece of green vegetable and put it in the bowl in disgust, and said without changing his face, "I didn't eat it."

"Then why don't we all see each other?"

"how could I know."

"Strange."

Jiang Haofeng looked upright: "Are you doubting me?"

Shen Shujie was innocent: "How could that be?"

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, the housekeeper turned off the lights in the living room and went back to the room to rest. A small light was left at the corner of the stairs. In order to prevent people from falling downstairs at night, after a while, a sound came from the originally quiet stairwell. There was a sound of light footsteps. The person who went downstairs seemed to be hesitant. After walking a few steps, he stopped suddenly. After hesitating for a while, he continued to go downstairs. There was the sound of the door being opened, followed by a heavy closing sound, and the sound of footsteps from far to near. The person who came out of the kitchen walked upstairs quickly with an expression of displeasure.

The next day, Shen Shujie got up early to prepare breakfast for Jiang Haofeng. Young Master Jiang stared at the newspaper the whole time without looking at him. Shen Shujie finished his portion quietly, staring at Jiang Haofeng with a pair of eyes openly: "Don't you want a sandwich?"

Young Master Jiang continued to read the newspaper without answering.

Shen Shujie was not angry either, he pushed the things at hand to Jiang Haofeng, and then slowly opened the pastry cover: "Then eat this?"

Jiang Haofeng frowned and stared at the little cake in front of him, his lips were drawn into a line with a very good expression, Shen Shujie bent his eyes and said with a smile: "I was careful yesterday, otherwise it would be stolen again."

"It was my fault for drinking so much wine the first two times. Try to drink as little as possible in the future. Don't be unhappy, okay?"

Young Master Jiang shook the newspaper twice and snorted softly: "When did I get upset? You read it wrong."

Shen Shujie let out a long tone, then picked up a fork and poked a piece of cake and put it near his mouth. Young Master Jiang glanced at it, as if he was struggling with something, and after a few seconds he ate the cake with some disgust, and then quickly Turning his head aside, Shen Shujie's eyes were even more bent, and he poked another piece of cake and fed it to Young Master Jiang's mouth: "Next time, I will help you hide it well."

Young Master Jiang was eating the cake with a very cold expression: "No need."

On weekends, Jiang Haofeng still got up very early. He walked to the kitchen with a blank expression, opened the refrigerator, and sat in the dining room with satisfaction, waiting for Shen Shujie to come down to eat. The housekeeper brought the breakfast to the table and asked him: "Mr. Dessert, do you want to bring it together?"

Jiang Haofeng raised his hand to check the time: "No need."

When Shen Shujie went downstairs, Jiang Haofeng had been waiting for nearly half an hour. He asked suspiciously, "Isn't today the weekend?"

"Ah."

"Why didn't you take a break?"

Young Master Jiang took the newspaper and casually flipped through a few pages: "Not sleepy."

Shen Shujie sat down at the dining table, picked up the sandwich, took a bite, and took another sip of orange juice: "I'm going to the company today, I got the role, and I'll join the team directly in a few days."

"Oh."

"Why don't you eat?"

Young Master Jiang frowned and looked at the sandwich, without moving or speaking. Shen Shujie observed for a while and finished eating what was in his hand, then got up and took out the small cake from the refrigerator and put it in front of him: "It's okay to eat something overnight. good."

Jiang Haofeng put the newspaper aside: "Did I say I want to eat this?"

Shen Shujie blinked twice: "Then I ate it?"

"what ever."

"Okay, I won't compete with you." After finishing speaking, he continued to eat his own breakfast.

After a few minutes, Shen Shujie finished his portion, but Jiang Haofeng still didn't do anything: "Why don't you eat?"

Young Master Jiang looked at Shen Shujie expressionlessly, and said bluntly, "I didn't say I wanted to eat this."

Shen Shujie was a little unsure what made him unhappy today. He was about to poke a piece of cake with a fork when his cell phone rang. He got up to answer the call, and after saying hello to Jiang Haofeng, he hurried to the company.

Young Master Jiang's expression was serious, as if a storm was coming, he watched Shen Shujie go out, and turned his head to stare at the innocent cake.