It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

"Are you hungry?" A faint voice rang in his ear.

Xiang Yu withdrew his gaze from the photo and turned to look at Su Xiangsi.

"Okay, is Miss Xiangsi hungry?"

It was eight o'clock in the evening. To be honest, Su Xiangsi was indeed a little hungry.

"A bit."

Xiang Yu glanced at the time. The face that was still childish a few years ago is now full of coldness and blandness.

"The servant here was dismissed by Lin Ying. She deliberately made things difficult for me. Let's order takeaway."

Su Xiangsi nodded.

"Don't worry about it, such a clumsy trick can only be done by such a cautious person."

Xiang Yu hummed: "I know, Sister Xiangsi. Two years have passed, and I am no longer the old me."

Su Xiangsi's gaze fell on Xiang Yu's face, and she suddenly felt as if she had passed away.

Two years ago, Xiang Yu, who first came to Su's house, was just a young man who didn't understand anything. Now, in just two years, the young man has lost all the innocence he had back then.

Become stable and mature.

Similarly, the boy who used to have all his thoughts written on his face has gradually become unfathomable.

"Sister Xiangsi." A mellow voice sounded, and Su Xiangsi put away her complicated thoughts.

"what happened?"

Xiang Yu shook the phone in his hand: "I'm going to order takeaway, what would Sister Xiangsi want to eat?"

Su Xiangsi leaned over and glanced at the things that Xiang Yu had searched for.

I don't like it very much.

"Do you have food at home?"

"what?"

Su Xiangsi stood up.

"I want to say, I'm not used to eating those things on your phone, see if there are any ingredients here, I'll make one myself and let's eat."

Xiang Yu got up and hesitated: "Will this be too hard for Sister Xiangsi?"

"Where am I such a precious person?"

As she spoke, she walked towards the kitchen.

Xiang Yu had no choice but to follow in the end.

kitchen.

Su Xiangsi stood in front of the refrigerator, looking at the things inside.

"There are a lot of ingredients, what do you want to eat, let me make it."

Xiang Yu stood behind, his eyes fell on Su Xiangsi's back: "I can do it."

"That's it, then I'll make a pasta, let's eat it casually."

"Ok."

Su Xiangsi nodded and took out the ingredients she needed.

Xiang Yu stood aside, watching her methodically handle the ingredients, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I'll help you."

Standing on the side like this, it seems that he is extraordinarily... stupid.

Su Xiangsi's sleeves are a bit inconvenient to operate. Hearing Xiang Yu's words, she raised her head: "I don't need any help. Please roll up my sleeves for me. I am not easy to operate."

As she spoke, she handed her wet hand to Xiang Yu.

Inexplicably, Xiang Yu was a little embarrassed.

In the entire Su family, Su Xiangsi was the one he had the most contact with.

Su Xiangsi is the most familiar one, but that is limited to respect, such an intimate action has never happened before.

He stretched out his hand with some embarrassment, and rolled up Su Xiangsi's sleeves.

"Okay."

He spoke slowly, and at the same time withdrew his hand, standing neatly beside Su Xiangsi.

Su Xiangsi didn't think about anything.

"Well, you go over there and wait, I'll finish it in a while."

"Yeah." Xiang Yu left the kitchen obediently. During these two years together, he was used to listening to Su Xiangsi's arrangement.

20 minute later.

Su Xiangsi came to the table with two servings of pasta.

"All right."

Sitting down opposite Xiang Yu, Su Xiangsi spoke slowly.

Xiang Yu looked at the pasta in front of him and hummed.

Su Xiangsi's cooking skills are very good, and Xiang Yu has known this for two years.

"Next, what are your plans?" Su Xiangsi broke the silence while eating.

They had been in Jiangcheng for a few days, but Xiang Yu never visited his mother.

"Stay here first."

Su Xiang thought for a while and asked: "Lin Ying is obviously extremely repulsive to us. If we continue to live here, we must change the current situation."

"I know, this is my home, my mother, my sister's home, and this place should be what it was back then."

Su Xiangsi nodded approvingly: "It's good that you understand."

"But Miss Acacia, right now, I can't do anything."

"why?"

"I want to wait for my sister."

Sister, of course it's an elegy.

Su Xiangsi pondered for a moment.

"Are you going to find her?"

"It's not the time yet."

"Then do you want to stay in Jiang Cheng?"

"Wait and see."

"Ah."

Xiang Yu thought for a while: "Let's go see my mother tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

"Hmm." Su Xiang asked Xiang Yu, thinking about what to prepare.

"What do you need to prepare?"

"Mujinhua, my sister has always said that my mother's favorite is Mujinhua."

Su Xiangsi nodded.

The pasta in the bowl was at the end, Su Xiangsi got up, and said to Xiang Yu while taking away the tableware.

"Grandpa, you will send him a video later, tell him your plan, and let him not worry."

"it is good."

Xiang Yu sat where he was, watching Su Xiangsi walk into the kitchen, wash the dishes, and tidy up.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that Su Xiangsi was a bit like his sister.

There are not many words, but every sentence can be said to the point.

And she always takes good care of him, no matter in work or in body.

Whatever he can think of, or anything he can't think of, she seems to be able to arrange for him in advance.

……

cemetery.

In late autumn, when the fallen leaves return to the earth and the autumn wind is bleak, Su Xiangsi and Xiang Yu came to Xiangmu Nannianan.

Nan Nian'an, the former Mrs. Xiang, was a gentle and generous woman. Even if her marriage was unfortunate, she never became a strange woman who complained about others.

In front of the tombstone, Su Xiangsi and Xiang Yu were both wearing solemn black coats.

Xiang Yu held the hibiscus flower in his hand. After standing still, he bent down slightly and placed the hibiscus flower in his hand in front of the tombstone.

Su Xiangsi had a delicate mind, thinking that Xiang Yu must have a lot to say to Nan Nian'an.

So instead of staying by his side all the time, I gave him a space to be alone.

Not far from Nan Nian'an's tombstone, Su Xiangsi was sitting on a chair waiting for Xiang Yu.

She lowered her head, her pretty face hidden in the coat.

To be honest, this was Su Xiangsi's first visit to Jiangcheng, but she only had disgust for this city.

Because her favorite sister, Su Wan, died here.

Because, there is a man here that the entire Su family hates.

Sometimes, Su Xiangsi often wondered what calmed her down when the news of her sister Su Wan's death came.

After all, at that time, she really wanted that man to be buried with her sister.

The past was too deep, and Su Xiang unconsciously sank into it when he thought about it.

Perhaps it was also because she was too engrossed in her thoughts, Su Xiangsi, who was always keen, didn't notice that there was an extra person by her side at some point.