212: C212 Get on Mo's Good Side

C212 Get on Mo's Good Side

Fu Sihan took a bite. He would eat anything elegantly. He chewed a few times with an expressionless face. After swallowing it, he looked at Yaan Chenrui.

"Although my sister taught me how to cook, my disciple is not as good as my master. You can't judge my sister by my standards!" Yaan Chenrui quickly said, afraid that Fu Sihan would complain about his sister because of his cooking.

Yan Wanwan looked at Fu Sihan nervously. She was completely unsure what he would say next. One should know that Fu Sihan was a five-star chef who disliked crafty mouths.

His sense of taste was not normal to begin with. It was a coincidence that he liked to eat her cooking, but Yaan Chenrui's... His taste was like chewing wax, and he could not swallow it.

"Let's eat." Fu Sihan ordered the two of them. He just forced himself to swallow the food.

Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared in her eyes. Could it be that Fu Sihan's strange anorexia had improved?

Yaan Chenrui smiled like a big boy. After he sat down, he kept picking food for Yan Wanwan.

After a while.

Fu Sihan stood up. "You guys take your time." After saying that, he left early.

There were no other maids in the restaurant.

Wait. Fu Sihan went up to the second floor. Yaan Chenrui approached Yan Wanwan and quietly asked, "Sister, do you want to divorce Fu Sihan?"

Wanwan was stunned and hesitated for half a second.

Two months ago, of course she wanted to, but now everything was different.

She shook her head. "Chenrui, I owe Fu Sihan a favor."

"I will pay it back for you. I have money!" Yaan Chenrui was a little excited. He could not bear to see his sister suffer. "I know you are not willing to marry Fu Sihan. You married him because you wanted to get my medical fees from the Yan Family. Sister, I have money. I can feed myself and you!"

Yaan Chenrui regretted not being careful back then. He sent someone to investigate the medical expenses. He had overestimated the so-called familial love of Yan Family.

He would have any thoughts about the Yan Family in the future!

The so-called kinship, from beginning to end, only Yan Wanwan was the elder sister.

Wanwan thought Yaan Chenrui meant that he could earn money and said, "Chenrui, there are some favors that can't be returned."

Saving a life and protecting relationships, these were not things that could be measured with money and power.

Fu Sihan did not lack things like power and wealth.

In this substitution marriage, Fu Sihan was also the one who was moved.

His phone suddenly vibrated. There was a message coming in.

Nangong Yixiao: [Wanwan, I heard that you suddenly left the competition.] ]

Nangong Yixiao had not heard about it.

He was at the scene on the same day.

He had watched most of the show, but there was still no girl he wanted to see. After asking, he found out that Yan Wanwan had "ran away."

Only then did Wanwan remember that if she suddenly left the competition, it would definitely cause a bad influence on the organizing committee. She hoped that she did not make too big of a mistake in the show.

She thought that Nangong Yixiao had gotten the news from the Internet and replied: [Yes, I have to leave if I have something to do. Thank you for your concern, Mr Nangong. 】

Is the matter serious? Nangong Yixiao asked. Do you need my help? 】

Yan Wanwan replied, It's not serious. It has already been taken care of!

" Sister, who are you talking to? Is he handsome? Does he like you? " Yaan Chenrui did not want to spy on his sister's privacy, but his eyes were too sharp. He glanced at the message interface. There were four words on the note. He only saw the two words "Sir."

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's just a friend." Wanwan scolded him jokingly and did not take Yaan Chenrui's teasing to heart.

After the meal, the maid came to clean up the bowls and chopsticks.

Wanwan's eyes paused and recalled the weight of the food. She was busy talking to Yaan Chenrui and did not notice Fu Sihan. Only then did she realize that Fu Sihan did not eat much!

Wanwan reminded Yaan Chenrui to go back to his room to rest or read books early.

Yaan Chenrui was still wearing the skin of a middle school student. In fact, he had already received admission to Harvard University. He had also learned many things by himself. Now, he did not need a diploma to earn a lot of money.

However, the image of a little puppy still needed to be maintained in front of his sister.

He also needed to return to his room and deal with Yan Mengrou's so-called sister!

Whatever Yan Mengrou wanted, he had to make her spit it out even if it was snatched from Yan Wanwan!

Wanwan walked into the kitchen and took out the high tendon flour and meat stuffing. She prepared to make cicada's wing wonton. It was convenient and quick to make.

The skin of the cicada wings was the highlight. It would only taste good if the skin was made into a thin layer. About an hour later, the wonton was cooked.

Wanwan also added the Winter Yin Bamboo and sprinkled it into the green onion. The color, fragrance, and taste were all there.

Wanwan carried the wontons to the study room to look for Fu Sihan.

Three light knocks on the door and Fu Sihan immediately recognized it was Yan Wanwan.

He called in, and the door opened. The delicate and beautiful woman held a jade orchid porcelain bowl in her hand. Hot white steam rose from the bowl, and he could smell the fragrance from three or four meters away.

"Eat, I made it." Wanwan placed the wonton on the desk and stirred it with a spoon. The fragrance was even more alluring.

Fu Sihan had been hungry for a long time, but only now did he have the feeling of opening his taste buds.

He leaned against the back of the chair and looked at a small and exquisite wonton. The skin of the wonton was so thin that one could see the meat filling inside. The small onion flowers beside were floating on the soup, which was pleasing to the eye.

"I thought you only know your little brother and not your man."

"Third Elder Brother, I don't have any." Didn't she make supper for him?

Wanwan felt helpless about his strange look. "Third Elder Brother, do you not like Chenrui?" Fu Sihan's expression had not changed since Yaan Chenrui appeared.

"That drag looks like he likes me?"

... "" Alright, I want to see him get tired of living.

Wanwan sighed. She had no choice but to lower her head under the roof. She was still a brother in law under someone else's roof.

Wanwan picked up the bowl and scooped up a wonton. She carefully blew it and placed it by Fu Sihan's mouth to signal him, "Ah! - - -"

Fu Sihan's cold face was already about to be coaxed. He looked at it with disdain and opened his mouth with a reluctant look.

The thin-thin wonton skin swept across the mucous membrane in his mouth. It was smooth and comfortable, the meat stuffing was tender and tender, and the fresh fragrance seeped into the gaps of his teeth. Every inch was just right.

Most of Fu Sihan's gloominess had been swept away. When Yan Wanwan sent another spoonful over, he consciously opened his mouth and did not make things difficult for her.

She moved closer and Fu Sihan could clearly see every detail of her face. Her skin was smooth and delicate to the point that no pores could be seen.

The wontons were small, and the women were fed one by one. Fu Sihan felt that it was too troublesome. He held the porcelain bowl with one hand and pulled her wrist with the other towards his chest. Then, he held her waist and pressed her to sit on his lap. He held her firmly with one hand.2

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"Let's eat."

Fu Sihan held Yan Wanwan's bowl with one hand and a spoon with the other. He scooped two wontons together and put them into his mouth. His movements were still elegant.

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