682: C682 If Director Fu Doesn't Answer Then He's Not Married?

C682 If Director Fu Doesn't Answer Then He's Not Married?

3When Fu Yunjian heard this, he asked his son doubtfully, "What's Green Tea?"

"It's just that he's good-looking, he's scheming and knows how to pretend to be pitiful..."

Fu Jingyan was very smart. He had previously spammed the news and saw people saying that 'that person is good at Green Tea'.

He searched for a while and quickly found out what it meant.

Fu Jingyan told his father about what Yan Shu and Soong Mingxun were talking about when he overheard them in the kitchen.

"That brother told me that he also liked to cook after he found out that Mom knew how to cook. He made Mom very happy..."

"That brother also asked Mom if you were angry. He can come again next time..."

The little fellow looked at Fu Yunjian seriously, "He only picks those that Mommy is interested in, and he also pretends to be pitiful. He wants to snatch Mommy from you."

When Fu Yunjian heard his son say this, his eyes narrowed and revealed a bit of shock.

The first time he saw Soong Mingxun, he felt that Soong Mingxun's words made him very uncomfortable.

Whoa, I didn't expect it to be green tea!

"Dad." Fu Jingyan said, "You don't want to give Mom a chance to be alone with him, right?"

Fu Yunjian got up and patted his son's head.

"I'll go and take a look."

Before Fu Yunjian entered the kitchen, he heard laughter coming from inside. It could be seen how happy they were chatting.

He walked to the door and saw Yan Shu and Soong Mingxun standing in front of the kitchen table, busy.

Yan Shu handed the small bowl in her hand to Soong Mingxun. When Soong Mingxun took it, his fingertip accidentally touched the back of her hand, causing Fu Yunjian's eyes to sink.

This damn adonis!

"Shu, let me help." After Fu Yunjian entered the kitchen, he quietly pulled Yan Shu out, pulling the distance between her and Soong Mingxun.

"You came back from work and even took Sui to watch a concert. You are quite tired."

Yan Shu, who was suddenly pulled away, felt baffled.

She glanced at Fu Yunjian and frowned. "You don't know how to cook. Besides, it's not good to wear such an expensive shirt with oil stains on it."

"It's just a shirt." Fu Yunjian rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong forearm. "Mr. Song's printed shirt is not cheap either. He came to our house to cook, but he doesn't care about clothes. How can I, as the owner, care?"

... "" When Yan Shu heard Fu Yunjian's words, she seemed to be very dissatisfied with Soong Mingxun. She even had the intention of competing with him.

Why did Soong Mingxun provoke him?

"Be good. Go and play with Sui for a while." Fu Yunjian saw that Yan Shu was still there and decisively closed the door.

Yan Shu,... ""

After Fu Yunjian washed his hands, he asked Soong Mingxun with a smile that was not a smile, "Mr. Song, what do you need me to do?"

Soong Mingxun put the bags of fortune and other ingredients into the pot with the bottom of the soup and said, "Director Fu's hands are used to send documents. How can I command you?"

"Besides making documents, my hands can also carry children and wives." Fu Yunjian smiled.

"You are a guest invited by my wife. We are already embarrassed that you are cooking. If you don't work for me, I will do it. She will have to tell me later."

Soong Mingxun choked on his words. He pointed at the kitchen washing table and said, "Help me wash the cabbage on the plate."

Fu Yunjian snorted in his heart and took the cabbage to the tap to wash it.

Two tall men stood in the kitchen, making the usually spacious kitchen a little crowded.

The atmosphere was like a drawn bow, ready to explode with killing intent at any moment.

Soong Mingxun took a spoon to taste the bottom of the soup, while talking to Fu Yunjian, "Director Fu and Older Sister Yan Shu are married?"

"The child is already so old." Fu Yunjian said.

"I know." Soong Mingxun shrugged. "But having a child doesn't mean they are married. If Director Fu doesn't answer, it means they are not married, right?"

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