Rose Manor

Returning to the kitchen again, Ni Yiqiong said nothing and glanced at Fu Jichen from time to time, with extremely complicated eyes. She couldn't connect the man in front of her with his sleeves rolled up to handle the scallops with President Junshan in Baidu Encyclopedia.

Fu Jichen, he turned out to be Fu Jichen.

Zhao Shunyi saw Ni Yiqiong's confused face and knew that she had found information related to Fu Jichen.

Not to mention Ni Yiqiong, she was very surprised.

Bai Changxia felt that the kitchen was too quiet. Even Miss Ni, who tried her best to express herself, was silent. It simply didn't fit her personality. Bai Changxia silently cut all the strawberries and asked Ni Yiqiong: "Is this enough?"

Ni Yiqiong came back to his senses, looked at the diced strawberries piled in the glass bowl, and replied in a daze: "That's enough, that's enough."

Bai Changxia glanced at the time and started cooking.

After working for more than three hours, a sumptuous dinner was finally served at 7:15 in the evening.

Bai Changxia cooked a roast chicken, a dish of prawns, and a steamed fish. Fu Jichen made steamed scallops with garlic vermicelli and pan-fried lamb chops and asparagus. Zhao Shunyi contributed a pot of sukiyaki, which was a box of ingredients that Shen Jia Nian bought from the supermarket. All he had to do was pour it into the pot and heat it up before eating. Ni Yiqiong baked pastries and made a cake.

As for Shen Jia Nian, the birthday girl, she was not allowed to cook, so she was responsible for mixing cold dishes and cutting fruits.

"I'll take a photo first and post it to Moments later." Zhao Shunyi took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the dishes on the table.

Bai Changxia: "Send it to me later and I won't take pictures."

Zhao Shunyi: "Okay!"

Shen Jianian was pushed to the main seat and sat on the throne. On the left were Fu Jichen and Ni Yiqiong, and on the right were Bai Changxia and Zhao Shunyi. She took the initiative to greet everyone: "Don't be polite, let's get started."

Bai Changxia took a sip of orange juice and smacked his lips: "It would be great if there was red wine. On such a festive day, we still have to open a bottle of wine to celebrate."

Shen Jia Nian originally thought that just drinking juice would be fine for the three girls, but now that Fu Jichen and Ni Yiqiong are included, just drinking juice seems a bit unseemly.

"I'll order a bottle online and have it delivered." Shen Jianian stood up and looked for his cell phone, "It should be in time."

As soon as she moved her chair, Fu Jichen spoke up: "I have it at home. Do you want to drink it?"

Shen Jianian was stunned for a moment, and now he was too lazy to be polite to him: "Drink."

"Wait."

Fu Jichen said nothing and went to the next door to get two bottles of red wine. He also brought a bottle opener and a decanter.

When the cork is opened, the mellow aroma of red wine overflows in the restaurant, mixed with the aroma of the dishes, and the lively atmosphere of the festival is concretely represented.

Fu Jichen poured the red wine into the decanter, and after a while, he poured wine for the ladies present.

The wine glass in front of Shen Jianian was only filled with one or two sips.

It was the turn of the two people opposite. Both of them were flattered and picked up the goblet with both hands and bowed to receive it: "We can just do it ourselves."

Finally, I poured it for Ni Yiqiong next to me. She didn't react and was completely confused.

Bai Changxia saw this and whispered to Zhao Shunyi beside him: "What's going on? There seems to be something wrong with this Miss Ni." She was not this way before, why did she suddenly become reserved.

Zhao Shunyi knew the situation: "She searched for Fu Jichen on the Internet."

Bai Changxia's mouth twitched: "No wonder..."

Shen Jianian took a sip of red wine and saw the two of them whispering to each other, and was curious: "What are you two talking about?"

Bai Changxia immediately sat up straight and answered in a very official tone: "I'm saying that Boss Fu's skills are pretty good. He doesn't look like a novice. Have you practiced before?"

Zhao Shunyi nodded in agreement.

Ni Yiqiong put a scallop in the bowl and took a bite. Like them, she secretly glanced at the man next to her. He was sitting casually with a slight smile on his lips. He did not have the majesty she had imagined belonging to a superior man.

After being silent for a long time, she couldn't help but praise: "It's really delicious. I don't know how happy anyone will be if they become Mr. Fu's girlfriend."

Fu Jichen picked up the red wine glass and glanced sideways at someone. She was picking out the fish bones in the bowl. As if he didn't hear what others were saying, he closed his eyelashes, put the rim of the glass to his lips, took a sip, and said casually :"Yeah?"

Hearing his response, Ni Yiqiong's slightly cooled heart boiled up again. What he said meant that he didn't have a girlfriend yet. She raised the corners of her lips: "Of course."

She picked up a piece of lamb chop for herself. The lamb chop was made by Fu Jichen. She boldly continued to chat with him: "It's a pity that we don't have enough time today. Otherwise, we can make a few dishes for Mr. Fu to taste."

Bai Changxia choked, feeling that Miss Ni from before was back again. Fu Jichen replied quietly: "I'm not good at cooking, so I can't talk about tasting."

Ni Yiqiong smiled: "Mr. Fu is being humble."

Regardless of whether he is Mr. Fu or Boss Fu, he is essentially just a man, a man with seven emotions and six desires. It is a rare fate for her that he still lives in this building.

When fate comes, she has to find a way to catch it.

Ni Yiqiong quietly pulled down the collar of his clothes, picked up the decanter and poured wine for Fu Jichen. He happened to see Shen Jia Nian finish the red wine in his glass, and asked casually: "Do you want more Jia Nian?"

"Thank you." Shen Jianian handed over the goblet.

Fu Jichen pursed his lips and glanced at her face. The middle of her face and the corners of her eyes were already red. She didn't know how much she drank.

"Aren't you afraid of getting drunk?" Fu Jichen thought not to interfere with her, but couldn't hold back.

Shen Jia Nian ate the shiitake mushrooms fished out of the sukiyaki pot and whispered, "There's nothing important tomorrow anyway." You'll get drunk if you're drunk, and it's important to have a happy birthday.

Fu Jichen no longer cares about her.

Ni Yiqiong unknowingly got very close to Fu Jichen as he spoke: "I haven't seen Mr. Fu very much some time ago. Are you on a business trip?"

Fu Jichen: "No."

Ni Yiqiong's face was slightly red: "That's because I'm too busy at work." She nodded, confirming her guess. In his position, it is indeed not too leisurely, "I baked pastries before and brought them to you to taste. You’re always away, so today is a chance.”

Fu Jichen was not a fool. He had a clear mind about the other party's intentions. His refusal was obvious: "Thank you, Miss Ni, for your kindness. I don't eat cakes."

Ni Yiqiong's face froze for a moment, and then he smiled again: "Don't you like sweets? The pastries I make are not very sweet, and some of my friends of the opposite sex are full of praises."

Fu Jichen said nothing, picked up a chopstick of cold shredded carrots and put it into the bowl.

Bai Changxia felt embarrassed for this Miss Ni and helped to ease the atmosphere: "Miss Ni was baking cakes in the kitchen just now. I couldn't help but salivate when I smelled the aroma. I will eat more later."

Ni Yiqiong smiled faintly, not willing to admit defeat. If this man was really so easy to win, she might think it was nothing more than that. The more the other person rejected him thousands of miles away, the more it proved that he was not just a casual person, which made him more attractive.

Shen Jianian also helped ease the awkwardness of the cold show: "Let's divide the roasted chicken. It won't taste good when it's cold." She put on disposable gloves and asked Ni Yiqiong first: "Miss Ni, do you want to try it?"

Ni Yiqiong shook his head and declined her kindness: "I have been losing weight recently, and what I ate tonight has exceeded my limit."

Shen Jianian tore off a chicken leg and put it on Zhao Shunyi's dinner plate.

"Thank you, I've been staring at you for a long time!" Zhao Shunyi has always been rude when it comes to food.

Shen Jianian gave the other chicken leg to Bai Changxia, who cooked this dish.

Bai Changxia smiled and said: "It should be you, the birthday girl, who eats the chicken legs."

"I'm still dating." Shen Jianian curled his lips, "I'll eat chicken wings."

Fu Jichen raised his eyebrows slightly, trying not to reveal his dissatisfaction in his tone, and asked in a nonchalant manner: "What should I eat?"

Shen Jia Nian was tearing the chicken wings, and a slightly lower voice came out of her ears. She was going to ask Fu Jichen if he wanted to eat chicken wings, and there was another one. But when the words came to my mouth, something suddenly flashed in my mind, and when I said it, it turned into another sentence: "You eat chicken butt."

Fu Jichen's right hand resting on the table trembled obviously, and the back of his hand touched the goblet.

Ni Yiqiong noticed that the cup was tilted to one side, and quickly reached out to hold it up, but before she could do it, a glass of wine spilled down on Fu Jichen's shirt, and a few drops were splashed on her skirt.

Fu Jichen stood up, not caring at all about this chaotic accident. He stared at Shen Jianian with his eyes tightly, his throat tightening: "What did you say?"

Shen Jia Nian didn't know why his reaction was so big. Looking back on what she had just said, it seemed that it was indeed impolite. She tried to explain that she was joking, but a sentence of condemnation suddenly came in: "Jia Nian, how could you treat Mr. Fu like this. "

Shen Jia Nian's words were stuck for a moment.

Ni Yiqiong shook his head, as if speechless to her: "Do you have a towel? Bring it to Mr. Fu quickly. There are wine stains on your clothes!"

Shen Jianian was yelled at and was stunned for a few seconds before saying what he had no chance to say just now: "Sorry, I was just joking, I didn't expect..." Unexpectedly, Fu Jichen felt as if he had lost his soul.

She went to get a towel, but Fu Jichen pulled her sleeve. He looked at her and asked almost stubbornly: "Did you remember anything?"

"What do you remember?" Shen Jianian blinked blankly. (End of chapter)