Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 17 She Wants to Show Up So Much, You Have to Give Her a Chance
Mr. Fu Fu Yunchuan lived in a remote suburb, and his house was a small independent courtyard.

It was built a long time ago and then renovated again.

The typical Jiangnan architectural style is simple and elegant, exquisite and majestic.

Standing at the door to greet them was Uncle Chen, the housekeeper of the old house.

After seeing Fu Heng and Chu Ci get off the car, he hurried over to greet him, "The old man is waiting in the living room, you go in first, I'll get the things."

Chu Ci smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Uncle Chen."

After she finished speaking, she took a deep breath, then slowly stretched out her hand and took Fu Heng's arm.

Pretend to be in a good relationship, very affectionate.

Fu Heng was stunned for a moment, but didn't make a gesture, but let her walk forward with his arm.

The hall is spacious and bright, with classical and luxurious decoration.

In the center of the living room, an old man with gray hair was sitting upright. Hearing the sound, he slowly took off his reading glasses and looked over.

The generation of legends who once ruled the shopping malls for 30 years are getting old now.

Fu Heng walked over with big strides, bent slightly towards the old man, with a solemn expression, "Grandpa!"

Fu Mingchuan ignored him.

Chu Ci also leaned over to the old man, and smiled sweetly, "Grandpa, I'm back to see you."

Fu Yunchuan smiled kindly at Chu Ci, "Hey, good, granddaughter-in-law is back."

After laughing here, he glared at Fu Heng, "You still know how to come back."

Chu Ci looked at Fu Heng's helpless face when he was scolded, she wanted to laugh but held back, she smiled softly, and said to the old man: "Grandpa, Fu Heng was busy on a business trip a while ago, so he couldn't spare time , so let me see you on his behalf."

Mr. Fu was very kind to Chu Ci. Seeing her explaining this way, he couldn't help but slowly put away his anger.

Chu Ci breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she smiled sweetly, "Grandpa, I bought a few dishes this time and am going to cook myself."

Fu Mingchuan waved his hands hastily, "No need, Ah Rong is busy in the kitchen."

Chu Ci was very persistent, "Grandpa, didn't you praise my craftsmanship last time?"

Fu Heng also said calmly from the side, "She wants to show off so much, you have to give her a chance."

One sentence is full of irony.

But Chu Ci acted as if he hadn't heard him at all, and without even looking at him, she smiled lightly at Fu Mingchuan: "Grandpa, then I'm busy in the kitchen."

After Chu Ci entered the kitchen, Fu Mingchuan stood up leaning on a cane, his expression returned to seriousness, "Come with me to the study."

…………

Aunt Rong has been busy in the kitchen since the afternoon because there are guests in the old house.

Chu Ci stood at the door with a smile on her face, "Aunt Rong, let me help you."

"No, no, no, there is heavy oily smoke here, my little lady can go to the living room to accompany the old man!"

Chu Ci squeezed in, "Aunt Rong, I want to cook some dishes for Grandpa myself."

Aunt Rong raised her head, very surprised, "Little lady, can you still cook?"

Chu Ci turned on the tap and rinsed the purple sweet potatoes she bought under the tap.

"A little bit, I have a few specialty dishes."

Aunt Rong glanced at her with dark and complicated eyes, and finally suppressed the thoughts in her head.

She used to be a young lady who never touched the spring water.

but now……

Maybe everyone has their own destiny!
"Oh, by the way, the taste of the old man and the young master is rather bland, so put less seasoning later." Aunt Rong reminded.

Chu Ci turned off the tap, and couldn't help but say, "Is Fu Heng's taste very light?"

"Yeah, I don't really like spicy food."

Chu Ci pursed her lips and frowned slightly.

Can't eat spicy food?

Then why don't you say it when you eat hot pot with her.

It's really hard for him.

(End of this chapter)