Shen An'an asked Dai Dai to bring her an apron, and then started kneading dough with disposable gloves.

Just seeing Shen An'an take out the flour, he was stunned upon hearing this.

Jiangcheng's No.1 Yuan is making noodles in the kitchen?

This picture is absolutely unimaginable to others.

Seeing that her hands were still injured, she said worriedly: "Miss Shen, your hands..."

Shen Anan shook her head and said, "It's okay."

After she finished speaking, her movements also became swifter. While kneading the dough, she started to boil the water.

While cooking the noodles, I chopped green onions and fried two poached eggs.

A slender figure turned around, and in a short while a bowl of noodles in clear soup was ready.

There is a layer of chopped green onion and light oil floating on the clear noodle soup, which looks very refreshing and appetizing. Two complete and beautiful single-sided fried eggs are still steaming in the small plate next to it.

After hearing the words and watching for a while, he said, "Your craftsmanship is a bit unexpected."

Shen Anan smiled: "Doctor Wen, try it."

Hearing this, he raised his chopsticks and tasted the noodles. When he put the noodles into his mouth, his eyes lit up. The noodles were very chewy, and the noodle soup was delicious and not greasy.

"It was delicious."

"That's good. I haven't done it for too long, and I'm worried that it won't taste good." Shen An'an finally felt relieved.

"Sit down and rest for a while, sweat is coming out."

Wen Yan took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Shen An'an.

Shen An'an raised her hand to take it, but felt it was inappropriate, so she took out a tissue to wipe off her sweat.

"Doctor Wen, I have flour on my face, don't stain your handkerchief."

"Ah."

Hearing this, knowing that Shen An'an was avoiding suspicion, he couldn't help but become more interested in her.

She is funny, smart and beautiful. Why did she marry Fu Jinshen?

Is it really for the money?

Thinking about it, Wen Yan couldn't help but look at Shen An'an again, and found that the bandages on her palms were loose.

Although she was kneading with gloves just now, it was impossible not to involve the wound, so she has been enduring it.

If it was an ordinary young lady, she would have shed tears in pain.

She can bear it for so long.

Hearing this, he raised his hand and said politely, "Check your hand for me."

Shen Anan hesitated for a moment.

Wen Yan said softly: "Miss Shen, I am a doctor."

Shen An'an was no longer shy, and stretched out her hand: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Wen Yan's tone is as warm and gentle as ever, just listening to it will make you feel very comfortable.

Not to mention that he looks so elegant and jade-like, like a book full of ink, light and quiet.

He lowered his eyes to check the wound, and said lightly, "Does it hurt?"

"A little bit." Shen Anan looked at his red and skinny palms, and then began to feel aching.

"I'll give you a refill. Dede, go get my medicine chest."

"Okay." Dai Dai quickly ran out.

Soon Dai Dai walked in carrying Wen Yan's medicine box.

Hearing this, he opened the medicine box and reapplied the medicine for Shen An'an, his movements were very gentle and careful.

Shen An'an looked at Wen Yan gratefully: "Doctor Wen, thank you."

Hearing this, he put down the medicine in his hand, and said casually: "Miss Shen, you are reluctantly making noodles for me. Apart from thanking me, should you have anything else to say?"

"..."

Shen Anan was taken aback.

He really deserves to be Fu Jinshen's friend. Looking at the tenderness that can be seen through at a glance, in fact, he can't see his mind clearly at all.

She smiled embarrassedly, and asked in a low voice: "Doctor Wen, I heard your conversation with Young Master Fu yesterday. You said his leg can still be cured?"

Hearing this, he paused, staring at Shen An'an shallowly, as if he was considering the authenticity of her every word.

"Miss Shen, do you want to help Jin Shen treat his leg?"

"Ah."

Shen Anan's idea is very simple.

Fu Jinshen's leg has been healed, so he absolutely despises her and will try his best to divorce her.

She only needs to sign the divorce agreement to leave the Fu family openly.

Shen An'an continued: "Doctor Wen, tell me what to do? I will definitely do it."

"Jin Shen's temper is uncertain, even dangerous, are you really not afraid?" Wen Yan asked.

"He... is actually not as terrible as you said, he is just sick."

Shen An'an thought for a while before speaking.

The most important thing about Fu Jinshen is his heart disease, he locked himself in the shadow of the past.

Her words made Wen Yan's eyes flicker, but thinking of her being a good friend's wife, he suppressed the appreciation he shouldn't have, and just smiled lightly.

"Yes, he is indeed ill, and it is not serious. In fact, I am [-]% sure that I can cure him. If he is willing to cooperate, with his self-control, it will not be difficult to improve it to [-]%. But he is not willing."

"Jin Shen has a very deep relationship with his father, so he can't accept that he watched his father die. He can only punish himself. He even thinks that he should die for his father."

"Afterwards he started to resist treatment. If it goes on for a long time, as his legs shrink, his chances of being cured will only get lower and lower."

"Miss Shen, in fact, before you, we thought of many ways to stimulate him to heal, but he couldn't listen to it at all, he has already closed himself up."

After finishing speaking, Wen Yan sighed, feeling sorry for Fu Jin.

They are good friends who grew up together. Since childhood, Fu Jinshen has been the pride of heaven in the eyes of others, and he should belong to the shining person at the top.

Over time, he was trapped in this house.

Even so, there were wolves, tigers and leopards all around, as if they would devour him at any moment.

As Fu Jinshen's friend, Wen Yan was anxious and worried for him.

Shen An'an felt depressed after hearing this, and remembered the scene where others said she killed her mother.

At that time, she was very young, and she tried really hard to pull her mother, but she couldn't pull her, so she could only let the cold sea water pull her mother into the abyss.

So she really understood Fu Jinshen's feeling of powerlessness.

Shen An'an bit her lip, thinking over and over in her mind.

"Doctor Wen, what if I have a way?"

"You...really have a solution?" Wen Yan looked at Shen An'an in surprise.

"Well, but my method is rather extreme, so don't worry when the time comes." Shen An'an got a vaccination first.

"You, sometimes I feel that you don't look like you are here to marry someone, but you are here to rule Jinshen. He has a dull personality, but now he looks much more interesting."

Hearing this, he felt that chatting with Shen An'an was very relaxed, and his tone was not as stiff as before.

"Forget it, we've been married till now, the word he's said to me the most is... Get lost."

Shen An'an imitated Fu Jinshen's appearance and said the word "fuck".

"..."

Hearing this, he shook his head and smiled lightly, looking into her clear eyes, it seemed that something had fallen in his heart.

Dai Dai laughed too, and when she looked up at the clock on the wall, she immediately stepped forward to remind her.

"Master Wen, the wife and the young master should come down to have breakfast, do you want to eat more?"

Hearing this, the figure who had not been in the corner outside the door tiptoed away immediately, with a hint of sinister in the corner of his eyes.

Wen Yan also got up slowly: "Go, you should say hello."

Shen Anan waved her hand: "Doctor Wen, you go first, I still have something to do."

"Ah."

Hearing this, he turned and left the kitchen.

……

restaurant.

Mrs. Fu was so angry that she couldn't talk about eating breakfast early in the morning.

Fu Jinshen and Song Mingru settled down peacefully. As soon as they took their seats, there was a figure beside them.

Jiang Wei.

Her eyes were red and swollen, she looked like she had been crying for a long time, and she looked completely pitiful.

Holding the coffee pot, she said hoarsely: "Madam, young master, good morning, I made coffee for you."

After speaking, he obediently poured coffee for the two of them.

"En." Song Mingru responded lightly, turned his head and looked around, "Where's Wanwan?"

"Wanwan is very considerate. She went to the kitchen early in the morning to make breakfast for Mr. Fu. I could smell the aroma when I was making coffee in the tea room next door."

Jiang Wei smiled admiringly.

Song Mingru smiled lightly: "Wanwan still has a heart. She was injured and got up early in the morning to make breakfast."

As he spoke, Wen Yan walked in from the direction of the kitchen.

Jiang Wei was surprised: "Master Wen, why did you come from the kitchen?"

Wen Yan didn't know what Jiang Wei said before, but said truthfully: "I got up early in the morning and went to the kitchen when I was a little hungry."

Jiang Wei smiled softly, but the look in his eyes seemed a little meaningful.

"Master Wen, you're hungry. It just so happens that breakfast is ready, so eat more."

She diligently put food on Wen Yan's plate.

"No need, I've already eaten." Wen Yan politely declined.

"Ah? Did you eat it in the kitchen? Could it be that Wanwan made it for you? I, I thought she woke up early in the morning to make breakfast for Fu Shao, but I didn't expect it to be made for you."

"I'm sorry, Young Master Fu, I made a mistake just now."

Jiang Wei lowered his head apologetically, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yes.

Shen An'an guessed right, whether it was a dress, drugging, or setting fire, it was all her plan.

But so what?

Is there any evidence?

Now that Shen An'an is trying to please Wen Yan, how can Fu Jinshen be suspicious by nature and tolerate her?

Still want to heal Fu Jinshen's leg?

whimsical.

Let's see if she can survive today safely.

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