After a flash marriage, she became the spoiled wife of a wealthy family

Looking to the right along the dead fish, Shen Jiayue saw a broken bowl, with two pieces of fish missing next to the fragments.

The orchid flame was burning brightly on the stove, and a casserole was placed on it.

A shovel rested on the edge of the casserole, with a slender hand holding the handle tightly.

this hand...

Last night, he held Shen Jiayue's shoulders and hugged her to sleep.

Slowly raising her head, Shen Jiayue's eyes drifted over.

When she saw Fu Yanci wearing an apron, slightly hunched over, trying to stay away from the casserole on the fire, but still staring at the casserole with his eyes.

At this moment, she opened her eyes wide in surprise.

Just by looking at the remnants of ingredients on the table, she knew that Fu Yanci was making fish fillet porridge.

Fish fillet porridge is actually not difficult to make, but Fu Yanci's many years of studying abroad made him accustomed to cooking Western food and was good at it.

I’ve probably never made anything like fish fillet porridge.

This can be seen from the rice grains that Fu Yanci accidentally stuck on his face.

At this moment, Fu Yanci also noticed Shen Jiayue's appearance. Seeing Shen Jiayue staring at his face, he couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"

Looking around at the mess on the table and the broken bowl again, Shen Jiayue didn't know what to say for a moment.

I just feel lucky that I came down in time. If it had been 1 o'clock later, would the entire kitchen have been bombed?

"Why did you suddenly remember making fish fillet porridge yourself?" Shen Jiayue asked rather tactfully.

Hearing this question, Fu Yanci smiled calmly: "Because you like to eat!

So I want to make it for you with my own hands! "

After Shen Jiayue heard this answer, she was stunned. She originally thought that Fu Yanci just wanted to cook Chinese food on a whim, but she never expected that Fu Yanci would make herself so embarrassed, just to give her Make her favorite fish fillet porridge.

Fish fillet porridge is actually not too complicated to make, but for novices, it is definitely not a friendly starting point for learning.

"You..." Shen Jiayue felt that something soft was stuck in her throat at this moment, making her speechless for a moment.

"Why not let Aunt Wang do it?"

"That's right, sir! How fast I can do it, and it's still...safe!" Aunt Wang carefully lowered her voice for the last two words.

When Fu Yanci heard this, he put down the spoon in his hand, walked to Shen Jiayue, and reached out to touch her soft forehead.

"What Aunt Wang makes is just fish fillet porridge! It doesn't contain my wish to make you happy!

So I made it myself, I just want you to be happy every day! "

Shen Jiayue's amber pupils met these dark and deep black eyes. As the two looked at each other quietly, a sense of peace quietly spread.

In the bottom of my heart, there is a silent flow of heat slowly surging, starting from my heart along my four limbs, and circulating again and again with the blood.

It was obviously a bitterly cold winter, but at this moment, Shen Jiayue felt as if she had suddenly traveled through the years and arrived in spring when the weather was warm and the flowers were blooming.

The kitchen is a mess!

But all these were blurred, and there was only Fu Yanci in her eyes, and the gentle and steady emotion in the man's eyes.

She turned her head away, feeling that her eyes were getting faintly hot again, and a crystal was surging under her eyes.

"I..." She tried hard to maintain her voice, not to let the trembling reveal her emotions.

However, Fu Yanci took her further into his arms, with a faint sigh in his tone: "From now on, no matter what questions you have in your heart, no matter what you mind, you must tell me immediately I!

And I will definitely respond to you frankly.

Just like this time, if you were willing to ask me directly, I would have told you that I have never liked Xia Ya.

because……"

When he said this, Fu Yanci's tone paused. He let go of Shen Jiayue, looked at the other person's amber pupils, curled his lips slightly, and his eyes were as soft as the spring breeze in March.

"Because I always only have you in my heart!"

These words were like a final word, and like a big hot hand pinching Shen Jiayue's heart hard, making her feel hot and sour at the same time.

She opened her mouth to speak, but just as her pink lips moved slightly, tears quietly rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

"Fool! Why are you crying!"

Fu Yanci gently hugged Shen Jiayue into his arms again, patting her back gently with his big hands.

When Aunt Wang saw this scene, she smiled kindly, turned around and left the kitchen quietly.

Although she didn't know what happened between the husband and the wife during these days, she at least knew that the husband and the wife loved each other.

Unlike other wealthy couples who only work hard on paper, their relationship with each other is as cold as ice, and secretly they always play their own roles.

In the end, Shen Jiayue didn't take a single bite of the pot of fish fillet porridge that Fu Yanci made.

Shen Jiayue originally wanted to give face to the porridge made by her husband no matter what.

But Fu Yanci stopped her first.

But I saw him staring at the fish fillet he made with a solemn expression. After thinking for a while, he suddenly said: "Before you eat it, I'd better try it first!"

Then a few seconds later, he poured out the pot of porridge with his own hands.

Fu Yanci explained with a natural expression: "I feel that this pot of porridge does not incorporate my wish to make you happy.

So throw it away! "

After saying this, he picked up the tea on the side and drank two large cups.

Seeing him trying to save face, Shen Jiayue burst into laughter and burst into tears.

Aunt Wang couldn't help laughing next to her, and suddenly discovered that Mr. Fu actually had a cuter side.

"I'll do it for you next time!" Fu Yanci probably felt a little embarrassed, so the strong-willed Mr. Fu was determined to save his respect in front of his wife.

So Shen Jiayue couldn't help but laugh again, and quickly stretched out her hand to push his waist outward.

"Okay! Okay! I know what you mean!

So it doesn’t matter if you drink the porridge or not!

Just go to work quickly! You're going to be late! "

All in all, the topic of work perfectly solved the embarrassment that Fu Yanci had to press on.

He hugged Shen Jiayue and kissed her snow-white forehead, then lowered his head, his eyes watery: "Wait for me at home! I will come back to accompany you after I finish my work!"

After Fu Yan resigned, Shen Jiayue accompanied Aunt Wang to clean up the messy kitchen.

The grouper, which had been cut into pieces in a mess, had been buried in the flower pot by Shen Jiayue.

With the nourishment of this fish, I believe this pot of clivia will bloom even more beautifully in the coming year.