The supervisor really didn't lie. He said he was here to supervise the work, but he actually stood there motionless.
Song Shishu was a little speechless. She couldn't even pretend that she didn't see such a big man standing there. She cleared her throat and said, "Can you go out first? I'll just cook for myself."
Fu Jingzhan glanced at her and didn't understand why he was hindering her here. He frowned and said impatiently, "Grandma will ask."
Song Shishu: "..."
That’s all.
She could only force herself to ignore the man's presence and presence, and quickly start processing the ingredients.
Fu Jingzhan's previous life was all about paperwork. He was not picky about his food, and he had never seen others handle these things, so this was his first time watching someone cook.
Song Shishu's movements were fast and smooth, and you could tell at a glance that he had been doing these things all year round. Every move was picturesque, and every pause had a strange sense of rhythm.
Fu Jingzhan was standing at leisure, like a sculpture.
Later, I saw him leaning against the refrigerator, with his hands folded across his chest, his posture relaxed, and a lazy smile on his lips.
Grandma Fu happened to see this scene when she came over and couldn't help but take out her mobile phone and take a photo.
Song Shishu worked hard for half an hour, and a seafood dinner was served.
Grandma Fu knew the taste was very good just by looking at it. After taking a bite, she was full of praise: "Shu Shu, you are the one!"
Grandma Fu raised her thumb at Song Shishu.
Song Shishu was embarrassed by her praise.
In the past, because she was living under someone else's roof and she wanted to share some housework with her aunt, she was the only one who was free and she cooked all the meals at home.
At that time, my uncle Chen Chuan would not praise her cooking skills at all. When she cooked too many dishes, he would get angry and say that girls really didn't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt were expensive, so they had to eat well every meal. She really thought of herself as a princess.
When there was not enough food, he would say but he didn't know how to cook more. He didn't know if he wanted to starve someone to death, but he was indeed a white-eyed wolf. He was so kind to her but got nothing in return.
Song Shishu really didn't understand why someone who cooked a meal with good intentions ended up like an unhuman being.
In comparison, Grandma Fu is simply an angel!
Every time she eats a dish, she will taste it carefully and give her own praise, without even repeating it. Who doesn't like the food that she has worked hard to make to be liked by others? Song Shishu was so praised by Grandma Fu that she couldn't help but said shyly: "Grandma, actually I'm not as good as you said."
Grandma Fu slapped Fu Jingzhan's arm: "What the hell! You are so kind. Speaking of which, my grandson with a bad temper is not worthy of you. He has many bad habits, he doesn't like to talk, and his brain is not good enough." You can't turn a corner, Shu Shu, you have to be more tolerant in the future. Of course, if he bullies you, just tell me directly, and grandma will definitely help you teach him a lesson!"
Song Shishu knew that the old man was speaking politely, but it was also her grandmother's good intentions. She glanced at Fu Jingzhan with a smile, and was about to joke back, but she happened to meet Fu Jingzhan's cold eyes.
Well……
Song Shishu felt as if someone had poured cold water on him. Thinking that the two of them were just in a cooperative relationship, his desire to make a joke suddenly faded away.
"Grandma, you can't talk when you eat or sleep." Fu Jingzhan was not used to being said like this, especially when his own grandmother kept pushing him towards Song Shishu as if she was selling a product.
Although he also admitted that Song Shishu's craftsmanship was indeed good, but it was not to the extent that grandma sold Sun Qiurong, right?
The old lady looked at her ignorant eldest grandson and felt extremely angry.
"Hmph! You are really old and you dare to teach grandma a lesson. In this case, I think you should give me a great-grandson as soon as possible and let me hug him. The great-grandson still has to learn to talk and walk. He is still far away from teaching an old woman like me. For more than ten years, I have been able to enjoy family happiness."
Fu Jingzhan: "..."
Okay, so why is there mention of birth?
Song Shishu was eating silently, and noticed Fu Jingzhan's eyes falling on her. She raised her eyes in confusion, and when she saw Fu Jingzhan's expression of whether he was seriously considering or wandering, Song Shishu felt that the hairs all over his body stood up.
Is this Fu Jingzhan really seriously considering having a baby?
Fu Jingzhan just came back to his senses and laughed angrily when he saw Song Shishu's horrified look.
What is she doing like this? Did she suffer the loss for giving birth to his Fu Jingzhan's child?
Because of what happened at the dinner table, Song Shishu later felt keenly that Fu Jingzhan was angry.
But she didn't know why he was angry, so she could only pretend not to know about it.
The two of them finished the play together. Seeing that grandma was tired and going back to the room to rest, Song Shishu breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them entered the bedroom one after another. Before Song Shishu had time to relax, he heard Fu Jingzhan say: "Miss Song, please don't have any thoughts about me beyond the contract. You will have to pay for breach of contract."
Song Shishu was stunned for a while before realizing what Fu Jingzhan had misunderstood, and immediately laughed angrily: "Mr. Fu, don't be too narcissistic. How do you know it's me who has thoughts about you and not you who have thoughts about me?"
"I see you enjoyed your meal today, didn't you?"
He ate three whole bowls!
Song Shishu still felt a little proud when he thought about this.
Although she didn't know what she was so proud of, when she thought about Fu Jingzhan eating three bowls, she could vaguely feel that these three bowls of rice were very valuable, which meant that her cooking skills were really good!
"Be a cook and make ends meet."
After Fu Jingzhan finished speaking, he hugged his notebook and went out.
"Fu Jingzhan!"
Song Shishu was so angry that he wanted to chase him out, but unexpectedly, Fu Jingzhan didn't go too far at all. Song Shishu caught up and had no time to brake and hit his back.
"ah--"
Seeing that Song Shishu was about to be knocked into a wall by the rebound force, Fu Jingzhan turned around and reached out to fish him out and took him into his arms.
"Thanks--"
Before Song Shishu could finish her words of thanks, Fu Jingzhan suddenly took her and hid behind the door.
Song Shishu didn't know why, but Grandma Fu's voice came from outside: "Ah, grandma came out at the wrong time. Grandma is going in now."
"You go on, you go on."
Song Shishu: "..."
Fu Jingzhan glanced at her red face and snorted softly.
Although he didn't speak, Song Shishu understood that his hum was actually a question: Are you sure?
Depend on! I didn't expect this man to look so cold and cold, but to have such a strong desire to win in his bones! She admitted that she was a little attracted by his handsomeness just now, but was she the kind of person who fell in love with someone casually?
"We'll see!"
Song Shishu rolled his eyes at Fu Jingzhan's back. Seeing that it was still early, he quickly started preparing lessons.
Grandma stayed with Pei Yan for three days, and the contact between the two went from zero to infinite.
Even one day when he was sleeping because it was too hot, Song Shishu kicked off the "38th line" in the middle, and his whole body almost touched Fu Jingzhan's body.
In the end, Fu Jingzhan pinched her nose and woke her up.
"You have crossed the line, Song Shishu."
