"Then..." Shiyang glanced at his refrigerator, "Do you have any ingredients in the refrigerator? I'll make it for you."
"The refrigerator is empty." Fu Jingchuan said, "There is a supermarket downstairs. I will go shopping with you."
Shiyang: "..."
Fu Jingchuan bent over and picked up the keys on the table: "Let's go."
Shiyang looked at him hesitantly: "It's okay to eat takeout once in a while. There are also takeaways that taste good and are safe."
And it’s not like he doesn’t eat takeout at all. When he works overtime at night, the company cafeteria won’t work overtime either.
Fu Jingchuan looked at her: "I want to eat home-cooked food today."
Shiyang: "..."
Fu Jingchuan saw that she didn't want to go, so he didn't force her.
"You sit here for a while, I'll go buy it."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Shiyang saw that both of his hands were still intact, so he couldn't do anything for an injured person like him to do shopping and carry things.
"I'd better go, you can just rest at home."
She said, followed him, and reached out to take the key from his hand.
Fu Jingchuan didn't tell her: "Let's go together."
The door has been pushed open.
Shiyang had to keep up.
The supermarket is just downstairs, not very big, but after all, it is a fresh food supermarket in a high-end community, with fresh and various ingredients.
"What to eat?"
Looking at the dazzling array of ingredients, Fu Jingchuan turned to ask Shiyang.
"You don't need to worry about me, the main thing is what you want to eat." Shiyang said, "I have to go back in a while, and I have to catch up on the plan at night."
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her: "The boss is right in front of you, you don't have to work so hard."
Shi Yang pursed his lips: "I'm not used to procrastination."
Fu Jingchuan nodded. This was indeed Shiyang's habit.
She always gets things done today and never procrastinates.
"What have you been busy with lately?"
He asked, accompanying her to shop for fresh seafood. When he saw suitable ingredients, he picked them up and put them in the shopping cart.
"I'm just busy with the design of a real estate project."
Shiyang said, walking slowly with him.
Fu Jingchuan was pushing the cart, pushing it with his uninjured elbow.
Although his hands were injured, he was probably not used to having women do the hard work, so he took over the task of pushing the cart as soon as he arrived at the supermarket.
When Fu Jingchuan heard that she was still busy with the design of the real estate, he frowned and looked at her: "Just that city-within-a-city project?"
Shiyang was surprised that he knew this and nodded: "Yeah."
Fu Jingchuan: "Didn't Tang Shaoyu tell you not to intervene? This project will not have much effect on your career development."
"He mentioned it, but I'm already halfway through and don't want to give up like this." Shiyang said softly.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her: "I remember Yan Yao was in charge of this project."
"Well, I'm in charge with him..."
Shiyang caught a glimpse of the gauze on his left palm mid-sentence. Thinking of the glass he crushed yesterday, his voice couldn't help but stop and he didn't continue the topic.
Fu Jingchuan didn't say anything anymore, and just turned his attention to the ingredients.
Shiyang clearly felt that the atmosphere between them, which had finally eased, was becoming tense again.
She also turned her attention to the aquatic product area she was passing by. She saw the snakehead fish wagging its tail and pointed, "Buy the snakehead fish. I heard that the snakehead fish soup is useful for healing wounds."
Fu Jingchuan turned to look at her: "Do you still have research on this?"
"I heard it from someone."
Shi Yang smiled awkwardly.
When she just gave birth to her baby, Sister Gao specially stewed black fish soup for her, saying it was good for wound recovery.
Fu Jingchuan nodded, without asking too much, and asked the staff to help him catch one.
The other ingredients are relatively simple to buy, and they are all nutritious and easy-to-prepare dishes.
When he got home, Shiyang consciously carried the newly bought ingredients into the kitchen. He turned back to Fu Jingchuan and said, "You should rest for a while. I'll be ready in a moment."
But Fu Jingchuan did not take a rest as instructed, but followed him into the kitchen.
"Let me help you."
When he finished speaking, he had already taken out the black fish from the shopping bag with his right hand, and put it under the faucet to rinse it with one hand.
Fu Jingchuan's hands are inconvenient, so he can only do preliminary work for the time being.
Shiyang made a simple three dishes and one soup.
When the last dish was brought out from the kitchen, Shi Yang took off his apron, turned to Fu Jingchuan and said:
"Then you eat first, and I'll go back first."
Fu Jingchuan was serving rice and had already filled two bowls of rice.
"Let's go back after eating."
He said, pushing the filled bowl in front of her. She didn't know whether it was because he used too much force or because his arms couldn't bend. Shiyang saw him frown slightly.
She remembered that when he struck his hand just now, his arm had been straight to hold things. Even if it was bent, it was only a small bend, and he could not make big movements.
Although his arm was not broken, he fell hard on the concrete floor and bruised the bone.
Fu Jingchuan didn't look at her. After pushing the rice bowl out, he sat down at the table and took the chopsticks.
As soon as he picked up a chopstick, Yang saw his brows furrowed, then he let go of the chopsticks and placed them gently on the table.
"I...feed you, how about..."
In the end, Shiyang had no choice but to speak hesitantly. This way of repaying his kindness really failed to take a single step.
The last time Fu Jingchuan rescued her, she also injured her right arm. It was Fu Jingchuan who fed her when she was hospitalized.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her and nodded lightly: "Trouble."
Shiyang smiled awkwardly: "It should be."
She took Fu Jingchuan's chopsticks, picked up a piece of food, and hesitantly put it to his mouth.
The distance between the two people was close due to the action of feeding, and their warm breaths lingered between each other.
Shi Yang's hand holding the chopsticks was trembling a little. The closer he got to Fu Jingchuan, the worse the trembling became.
In contrast, Fu Jingchuan is very calm.
He glanced at her: "I'll do it."
After saying that, he took the chopsticks from her, but his elbows still hurt from bending.
Shiyang saw him frowning and wanted to take the chopsticks back: "I'll do it."
Fu Jingchuan stopped her: "You eat first."
In the end, Shi Yang couldn't defeat Fu Jingchuan, but he didn't dare to leave just like that, so he had to eat first.
After a short period of adaptation, Fu Jingchuan was able to tolerate the discomfort in his elbows caused by eating, but he was still not very efficient and ate slowly.
Shi Yang wanted to put down his chopsticks several times to help him, but Fu Jingchuan raised his hand to stop him.
Halfway through the meal, Shiyang's cell phone rang.
She picked up and glanced at the phone call from Yan Yao.
Fu Jingchuan also saw the word "Yan Yao" dancing on the screen of his mobile phone. His black eyes flashed and he looked at Shiyang.
Shiyang turned sideways and picked up: "I'm at a friend's house now. I have something to do. I'll contact you later."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at the mobile phone placed on the table, was silent for a while, and finally looked at Shiyang and asked her: "How are you and him...how are you doing now?"
Shiyang was still a little embarrassed about this topic. When Fu Jingchuan asked her on the plane that day if she was with Yan Yao, she did not deny it.
"Just... like that." Shiyang replied softly, lowering his head slightly to avoid Fu Jingchuan's deep black eyes.
"What's it like like that?" Fu Jingchuan asked in a calm voice, "Together?"
It was still a problem on the plane that day.
Shiyang pursed her lips slightly, and when she looked at him, she still shook her head: "No."
"Why did you lie to me that day?" Fu Jingchuan asked.
Shiyang's hand holding the chopsticks tightened in confusion.
"I……"
She wanted to say Tongtong, but she couldn't make up her mind. She was in a mess and didn't know how to answer.
Fu Jingchuan had put down his chopsticks and was looking at her quietly.
The calmness in his eyes made Shiyang feel even more confused.
She is a little jealous of Fu Jingchuan like this.
She had seen too many times when he was calm.
She even couldn't help but wonder, once she revealed Tongtong's existence, his next sentence would be, "Let's remarry."
His sense of responsibility would not allow him to leave Tongtong alone.
This was the same as when he proposed marriage four years ago when he found out she was pregnant.
It was still just a pregnancy, and he already had to take responsibility.
Now that a living person is in front of him, there is no way he will let it go.
