High-priced cook: Good morning, Mrs. Fu

Su Tian watched Fu Mingyuan put Song Zexi in place before letting go of her worries.

If what happened just now happened again, Song Zexi's body would not be able to bear it.

Thinking of the person behind this incident, she leaned lightly in the corridor, frowning.

"Su Tian."

Fu Mingyuan stood at the door of the ward and looked at Su Tian.

His figure was reflected in Su Tian's eyes against the light, making her dazed for a while.

When she came back to her senses, Fu Mingyuan had already walked in front of her.

"Scared?" Fu Mingyuan reached out his hand lovingly to touch Su Tian's head.

It's normal for Su Tian to be frightened when this kind of thing happened suddenly.

It's just that I regret bringing Su Tian here, it's okay this time, in case of bumping into each other next time, it's still him who feels distressed.

Su Tian shook her head, saying she was fine, but her pale face was not convincing.

Song Zexi had already been transferred to a brand new ward, and was lying on the bed in a state of illness.

Noticing Fu Mingyuan and Su Tian who came in, he coughed lightly to hide his unease.

Su Tian took two steps forward, "Why don't I stay and take care of you? It's not good for you to have no one by your side..."

"no!"

Fu Mingyuan and Song Zexi spoke in unison, it was rare to stand on the united front.

Song Zexi glanced at Fu Mingyuan, noticed the disgust in his eyes, and held his breath in his heart.

Who made this incident happen because of him?

"Su Tian, ​​go back with Fu Mingyuan, I'm not disabled anymore." Song Zexi said.

Su Tian glanced at him and didn't speak, but the expression on her face was obvious.

Song Zexi is not disabled, but he is not much different from disabled now.

"Someone is taking care of him." Fu Mingyuan grabbed Su Tian's wrist.

Su Tian is not a servant, why should she take care of Song Zexi?
Su Tian knew it was dangerous to stay by Song Zexi's side, but she was worried about leaving him here alone.

There are many ghosts and goblins here, if someone pretends to be a nanny to frame Song Zexi, there will be no place to regret it.

"I'll take care of her here for two days. I'll go back when Song Zexi gets better." Su Tian tried to discuss with Fu Mingyuan.

Her dark eyes were fixed on Fu Mingyuan, her eye sockets were slightly red, and her lips were still bloodless.

Song Zexi was a little moved by his pitiful appearance, he subconsciously looked at Fu Mingyuan, and clicked his tongue a little.

Fu Mingyuan's expression remained unchanged, and he quietly looked at Su Tian.

Su Tian realized that there was no room for redemption, so she puffed her cheeks and wanted to play tricks.

Before she could realize this idea, her body suddenly flew into the air.

Fu Mingyuan held Su Tian in his arms and forcibly took her back.

It was getting late at this time, and the villa was sultry with the afterglow of the sun.

Su Tian sat on the sofa and looked at the back of Fu Mingyuan going upstairs, pursing her lips in dissatisfaction.

"Why don't you let me take care of Song Zexi, in case something happens to him again?"

Fu Mingyuan stopped on the steps when he was going upstairs.

He looked back at Su Tian, ​​with an inexplicable anger in his eyes.

A little injury, is it worth Su Tian's concern?
Su Tian, ​​who was curled up on the sofa, didn't notice Fu Mingyuan's strangeness, and kept mumbling.

She only had one brother, Song Zexi, and usually Song Zexi helped her so much, it would be too immoral for her to let Song Zexi go and ignore him at this time.

Not long after meeting Song Zexi, this kind of thing happened, and Su Tian was inevitably flustered.

When she came back to her senses, a pair of leather shoes appeared in her sight.

Looking up along the long legs, it was Fu Mingyuan's dark face.

The man's eyebrows were frowning, Su Tian's shadow was reflected in his eyes, and his thin lips were pursed tightly.

"You... Aren't you going to deal with something?" Su Tian faltered.

Such a Fu Mingyuan, she only felt dangerous.

Seeing the erratic look in Su Tian's eyes, Fu Mingyuan bent down and hugged her into his arms.

The light weight is the same as if there is no hug.

Seeing that she was getting closer and closer to the bedroom, Su Tian became inexplicably nervous and kept talking.

"Fu Mingyuan! Domestic violence is punishable by imprisonment, and Song Zexi is my brother. I am concerned about what's going on..."

Fu Mingyuan ignored Su Tian and kicked open the bedroom door.

He quickly let Su Tian experience the taste of "domestic violence".

Carefully putting Su Tian on the bed, Fu Mingyuan immediately attached himself to him, gagging Su Tian's mouth.

Only a broken sound came from Su Tian's mouth, she stretched out her hand to push Fu Mingyuan's movements, and slowly stopped.

The soft light cast a halo above the heads of the two, illuminating the tenderness of the room.

Su Tian suddenly woke up with a cold body.

But the man didn't give her a chance to say more, just as she opened her mouth, Fu Mingyuan blocked it again.

It wasn't until late at night that Fu Mingyuan lay beside Su Tian with unfulfilled thoughts.

He supported his head with his hands, and rubbed his fingers restlessly on Su Tian's ravaged bright red lips.

The surrounding area was tainted with ambiguity by Fu Mingyuan's actions.

Su Tian opened her eyes drowsily, she didn't even have the strength to open Fu Mingyuan's hand, she just wanted to sleep now.

However, Fu Mingyuan was full of energy, and he kept making small movements on her face restlessly.

Glaring at Fu Mingyuan impatiently, "Fu Mingyuan, I want to sleep!"

The words that were quite intimidating in Su Tian's imagination were spoken softly by her.

Su Tian paused, bit her lip resignedly, feeling aggrieved.

"You still want to take care of Song Zexi?"

"No, no, I won't take care of him anymore."

Only then did Fu Mingyuan hold Su Tian in his arms with satisfaction, and fell asleep peacefully.

At noon the next day, Su Tian sat up from the bed in a daze.

She glanced at the half-empty bed beside her, and angrily thumped out of bed.

This man is like a wolf, he can't get enough to eat.

After washing up, Su Tian walked downstairs with her black hair in her slippers.

Fu Mingyuan is not in the living room, he should handle things in the study.

Su Tian just took a rough glance and then looked away.

Fu Mingyuan had better not be here, otherwise he would have to make trouble again.

Song Zexi was injured so badly that he had to make some soup for him.

There are a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator, but it doesn't make Su Tian run out of things to cook.

She rubbed her waist, sighed, and went to the kitchen resignedly.

After a while, Fu Mingyuan smelled the fragrance and frowned.

After coming out of the study, I saw Su Tian busy in the kitchen as soon as I went downstairs.

"Why don't you take a longer rest?" Fu Mingyuan put his arms around Su Tian from her back.

Putting his chin on Su Tian's shoulder, absorbing the fragrance from her body, Fu Mingyuan felt a little hot again.

Glancing at the boiling soup from the corner of the eye, he poured a basin of cold water on him.

Su Tian was taken aback, turned her head to see that it was Fu Mingyuan, and twitched the corner of her mouth.

"Isn't it all your fault? If you hadn't been tossing around for so long last night, I wouldn't have had to wake up so late to make soup for Song Zexi..." Su Tian went on and on.

She didn't feel the coldness emanating from Fu Mingyuan's body at all, her hands kept moving.

"You haven't cooked for me for a long time."

Fu Mingyuan let go of Su Tian.

Su Tian was taken aback for a moment, and looked back at Fu Mingyuan who was walking to the living room, feeling a little strange in her heart.

Why did she feel that she heard the smell of vinegar from Fu Mingyuan's words?
Su Tian frowned at this thought, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

When Fu Mingyuan in the living room heard the laughter, the corners of his mouth tightened even more.

He held the notebook on the table in his hands, his brows and eyes were extremely cold.

So what if Song Zexi and Su Tian are relatives?Song Zexi is not without arms and legs.

In just half an hour, the files on the laptop screen remained unchanged.

It wasn't until Su Tian came out of the kitchen that Fu Mingyuan clicked the button and entered the next page.

"Stop eating?"

Su Tian saw Fu Mingyuan's distraction in her eyes, and the smile on the corner of her mouth grew even wider.

Fu Mingyuan took a look at her, noticed the sumptuous meals on the table and the soup, and suddenly felt relieved.

He got up and cleared his throat, "Isn't it the soup for Song Zexi?"

The words are full of vinegar.

"You don't want to drink? Dump it if you don't drink it."

Su Tian shrugged indifferently, and casually glanced at Fu Mingyuan from the corner of her eye.

Anyway, there is a lot of soup, and the rest is enough for Song Zexi to drink.

When Su Tian picked up the soup, Fu Mingyuan sat proudly at the dining table, "Let it go."

His complexion has obviously improved a lot, and there is a hint of complacency in his eyes.

Su Tian shook her head helplessly, and didn't care about Fu Mingyuan.

After the meal, Fu Mingyuan helped Su Tian clean up the dishes.

Su Tian was thinking about things, frequently distracted.

"Fu Mingyuan, can I take Xinxin and A Ming to see Song Zexi?" Su Tian finally couldn't help asking.

After all, Song Zexi was the uncle of the two children, and now that something happened, he had to meet up.

Today is not the weekend, at this time, Su Ming and Su Xin should still be in school.

Afraid of delaying the study of the two of them, Su Tian was particularly entangled.

Fu Mingyuan glanced at her, "Then take it."

After speaking, he called the people in the old house and asked them to take Su Ming and Su Xin back.

A series of actions flowed like flowing water, without giving Su Tian the slightest chance to react.

He didn't have those worries of Su Tian, ​​and Su Ming and Su Xin were his children, bringing them with them would actually extinguish Song Zexi's flames.

Su Tian couldn't help looking at Fu Mingyuan, "Are they still in school today?"

Seeing Su Tian's careful thinking, Fu Mingyuan didn't care.

"My child's IQ is not that low."

What's more, even if you can't keep up with your studies, what does the tutor do for food?
Su Tian was speechless, obediently went to serve the soup, and changed her clothes.

She has always liked to wear plain skirts, but today she changed her appetite and wore a pair of dark green sportswear.

Su Tian's already fair skin was even more white and glowing against the dark color, and she wore a light lipstick.

Speaking of which, she hasn't seen the child for a while, and she misses it quite a bit.

Ignoring Fu Mingyuan's gaze fixed on her, she took the lead and walked towards the door.

When the two arrived at the old house, Su Xin and Su Ming were already waiting at the door.

The two leaned closer and whispered, looking at the servants following behind from time to time.

After seeing Fu Mingyuan's car, Su Ming and Su Xin showed smiles on their faces.

Su Xin rushed into Su Tian's arms excitedly, "Mom! Why are you free to pick us up today?"

Su Ming nodded, answering Su Xin's question.

Fu Mingyuan coughed lightly, Su Xin paused, and climbed into the car first.

"Take you to see uncle." Su Tian didn't notice anything unusual.

Su Xin and Su Ming were obviously full of curiosity about the uncle Su Tian was talking about, and asked a lot of questions with great interest.

Su Ming never talked much, but his bright eyes represented his curiosity.

The three were safely sent to the hospital by Fu Mingyuan.