351: C351 If You Were with Her I'd Rather You Come out of the Closet!

C351 If You Were with Her I'd Rather You Come out of the Closet!

After Yan Shu was taken away by the servants, Fu Yunjian put the grape into his mouth. He looked up at the old lady on the opposite sofa and said, "Mom, Yan Shu brought Sui to our house as a guest. Do you need to keep looking at her with a scrutinizing gaze?"1

The old lady's gaze was very sharp and her imposing manner did not diminish. He did not even lift his head to feel it just now.

"I only looked at her a few more times, how is it to look at her?" The old lady was displeased. Her gaze swept across the empty small plate. "I'd like to ask you what's going on."

"Personally helping Yan Shu change her slippers and peeling grapes for her... This is the first time I have seen you serve a woman like this."

After Yan Shu left, Fu Yunjian was too lazy to peel grapes. He picked up a fruit from the plate and threw it into his mouth. He said casually, "You won't be surprised if you see more in the future."

"There is still a future?" The old mistress was stunned and stared at him. "You are... interested in Yan Shu?"

"Yes."

The madame's face sank when she heard this and her tone was also very unhappy. "No! If you don't like Mingyan, you can choose anyone, but you can't choose Yan Shu!"

When Fu Yunjian heard this, he felt that it was somewhat familiar.

He quickly remembered that a long time ago, he accidentally found out that the hotel auntie that Fu Jingyan talked about was Yan Shu. When he brought Fu Jingyan back, he said, "If you don't like Aunt Gu, you can choose your own mother. Dad can treat her to a meal and try it out with her, but Yan Shu can't."

Thinking of what he said, Fu Yunjian felt like slapping his face. He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Yan Shu is beautiful and her cooking is delicious. Jingyan also likes it."

The old mistress was surprised and said," What do you mean? Because Jingyan likes Yan Shu, you want to try it out with her? "

"Sort of." Actually, Fu Yunjian had a good impression of Yan Shu.

"Wait." The old mistress suddenly thought of something. "The place you sent Jingyan to to recover his appetite, was it Yan Shu's home?"

Fu Yunjian nodded. "Yes."

"I should have known." The madame sighed.

In the past few years, Fu Jingyan had tried hundreds of dishes cooked by famous chefs. There was nothing he liked to eat except Yan Shu's dishes and his appetite.

If it were any other chef, Fu Yunjian would probably have invited them over.

The madame frowned tightly as if she was thinking. Finally, she gritted her teeth and said, "That won't do either! If Jingyan likes the dishes she makes, we'll pay and let her cook."

Fu Yunjian picked up the black tea and took a sip. "If I say that I have a good impression of Yan Shu..."

"If you're with her, I'd rather you come out of the cabinet!" The madame interrupted him.

The maid, who had just finished washing the fruit, heard the madame's words and her hands trembled. She almost threw the plate of fruit onto the floor.

Fu Yunjian glanced at the maid and the maid slipped away.

"Mom, why do you have such a big opinion of Yan Shu?" Fu Yunjian put down the teacup and frowned slightly.

"If Yan Shu was just an ordinary girl, I would not have said that her family background was not as good as mine. But do you know what her past was?" The old mistress thought of something and her face darkened a little.

"I know." Fu Yunjian said with a calm expression, "She was married to Shao Heng."

"She was not only married to Shao Heng, she was also rude!" The old mistress said coldly, telling him everything she had said to Chiang Lan when she went to the hotel.

After she finished speaking, the disgust on the old mistress's face increased by two points. "She was married and did not behave properly. She was fooling around outside and was pregnant. At that time, the Shao family had almost become the laughingstock of the aristocratic circle. A woman who was so undisciplined and had even lost a child in her womb... I won't allow her to marry into our family!"

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