The next day, when Fu Shaoting got up, he smelled the cloying sweet smell coming from the kitchen.
He saw a figure busy in the kitchen.
Qiao Man happened to turn around and saw Fu Shaoting who had just woken up.
"Mr. Fu, are you awake? I made some breakfast for you. I don't know if it suits your taste. You should try it first."
As she walked, she took off her apron and raised her eyes to meet Fu Shaoting, who was wearing home clothes.
At this moment, he lost the sense of alienation he usually gave people, and instead felt like a human being.
Qiao Man blushed, put aside the random thoughts in her mind, and brought out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, custard buns, and fresh milk from the kitchen.
In addition, she thoughtfully made some coffee for Fu Shaoting.
Fu Chen was completely aroused by the smell.
The three of them sat at the dining table. Although Fu Chen didn't say a word to Qiao Man, his behavior of eating silently made Qiao Man a lot happier. Her efforts to get up early were not in vain. Fu Chen was happy.
His stuffed cheeks bulged, and he looked at Qiao Man suspiciously. He had never told anyone that he liked sweets, so how did this woman know?
Seeing his eyes falling on her, Qiao Man couldn't help but smile: "Does it suit your taste?"
"It tastes bad!"
He responded without thinking.
Qiao Man: "..."
Fu Shaoting stood aside and winked. Fu Chen immediately added: "But it's better than the ones outside."
Hearing this, Qiao Man suddenly smiled.
Fu Shaoting took a bite of the custard bun. The taste was different from what he had eaten before. The taste of milk and egg yolk were mixed, and there was also a faint fragrance in the middle, which reduced the cloying taste by more than half.
Uncharacteristically, he finished the whole thing, "Have you ever learned how to make coffee before?"
The latte art on coffee is very particular, including the proportion of ingredients, Qiao Man has mastered everything just right.
Qiao Man said calmly: "I worked odd jobs in a coffee shop when I was in school."
At that time, her parents were only willing to send her brother to school and would not spend any extra money on her.
Her father also always said that she was a loser and not worth spending money to train.
Fu Shaoting frowned when he heard this. He also knew Qiao Man's situation.
He is extremely ordinary, and he has an older brother who is living on his old age. Based on his previous annual income, he can really only afford one child to go to school.
He increasingly felt that Qiao Man was a tenacious grass growing from the cracks of bricks. She was different from the pampered women he had seen. She was tough and at the same time made people admire and feel sorry for her.
Qiao Man also noticed that he was not interested in breakfast, and asked quickly: "If you have any taste preferences, you can tell me, I will make everything."
Qiao Man was a little embarrassed. She was living and eating for free. Although the two were a couple in name, Fu Shaoting had been extremely kind to her without any emotional basis. She always wanted to do something to repay her.
After hesitating, she asked: "Mr. Fu, are you free recently? My family said they want to meet you."
The restaurant fell silent for a moment, and Qiao Man beat her drum nervously.
Originally she didn't plan to take Fu Shaoting back to see him, but last night they took turns calling her, urging her to take him back.
Even Qiao's father called her.
No matter what, Fu Shaoting is her husband and must meet his parents.
Fu Shaoting put down his chopsticks and wiped his thin lips, "Okay, what are your uncle and aunt's preferences?"
She smiled bitterly in her heart. If Fu Shaoting knew that his parents were vampires, would he still have this attitude? Will he also avoid her?
"No, I'll prepare it myself."
Fu Shaoting naturally heard Qiao Man's inferiority complex, which originated from her family.
In this regard, Fu Shaoting did not ask more questions or continue the topic, otherwise it would only embarrass her even more.
After breakfast, Fu Shaoting offered to take her to work.
He was actually curious about which company Qiao Man worked for. In the early hours of last night, he saw that the lights in Qiao Man's room had not been turned off.
It must be because of work.
Fu Shaoting wanted to send Fu Chen to school by the way, so Qiao Man did not refuse. She wanted to take this opportunity to connect with Fu Chen.
"I'm in JK. Let's take Chenchen to school first. I still have time."
Fu Chen snorted coldly, "If you want to hitchhike, just say so to save fare."
Fu Shaoting frowned, and before he could speak, he heard Qiao Man's voice.
"You are right, but frugality is a fine tradition of our nation, and it is not something shameful."
As soon as these words came out, a certain string in Fu Shaoting's heart was plucked.
This woman is becoming more and more interesting.
Fu Chen didn't expect the woman to admit it directly, and even gave him a lesson, curled her lips and said nothing.
Qiao Man was also feeling emotional at this time.
Obviously she was single yesterday, but today she has started a life of raising a husband and raising children.
Is this the so-called impermanence of life?
