Rose Manor

Fu Jichen turned on the fire and threw the cut tomatoes into the pot to fry. The hot oil made a crackling sound, covering up Shen Jianian's voice.

But Shen Jia Nian knew that he heard him, he was just not willing to answer.

The tomatoes in the pot were stir-fried to produce juice. Fu Jichen picked up the hot water kettle and added water to it. After the water boiled, he went down and asked Shen Jianian: "Do you want to eat some?"

The topic was changed without leaving a trace.

Shen Jianian shook his head: "I won't eat it." The restaurant Zhou Ruo booked was good and the dishes were in line with her taste. She was very full after dinner.

Fu Jichen cooked enough for one person, put eggs and vegetables in it, and put it into a bowl.

"You eat slowly and I'll take a shower."

Shen Jia Nian turned around and was about to leave, but Fu Jichen grabbed his waist, picked him up, and placed him on the kitchen counter. The movements were so smooth that Shen Jia Nian didn't even react.

Next to his thighs was the sink. Shen Jia Nian did not move, fearing that he would fall into the sink: "What are you doing?"

Fu Jichen put his hands on both sides of her body: "Celebrate the New Year with me tomorrow."

First it was Bai Changxia, then Zhou Ruo, and now Fu Jichen. Each of them wanted to spend the New Year with her. Shen Jia Nian was very moved. She felt warm and loved.

Shen Jia Nian felt that this posture was inconvenient for communication and wanted to jump off the counter. Fu Jichen held his arms around the waist to stop him: "Don't want to?"

"I have promised Aunt Zhou to go to her house to celebrate the New Year." Shen Jianian looked calm, "Besides, don't you want to go back to your old house to spend time with your elders?"

Fu Jichen frowned. He had already made arrangements: "I will take you to the old house for dinner at noon, and we will go back to Yunding Palace in the evening."

Shen Jianian also frowned, do you want to see your parents now? She wasn't mentally prepared yet.

"Can I refuse?" she asked carefully.

"reason."

Shen Jianian organized some words: "I think the progress is too fast. Do your family members know about our affairs? I don't know their attitude. It would be bad to rush over there."

She had no memory, and it was difficult for Fu Jichen to explain the situation in his family to her. After thinking about it, he first let her understand briefly, and then he would tell her in detail when he had time: "My father passed away, and my mother..." He tentatively said Wei Ronghua's mother said, "My mother is ill and hospitalized. You have seen my brother Fu Feibai. My grandfather is old and no longer in charge. As for those uncles and aunts, they have nothing to do with me."

"I remember that your family should be interested in the daughter of the Xu family, right?" Shen Jianian bit her lower lip. She had read the news about the upcoming marriage between the Fu family and the Xu family.

Because the daughter of the Xu family later caused a scandal, the marriage was dropped.

Fu Jichen kissed her and told her not to torture her lips: "That's not what I meant."

"So I said it's what your family means." Shen Jianian is not stupid. With Fu Jichen's status, he must be matched with a daughter of a famous family with a similar family background, not her.

"Don't you understand?" Fu Jichen said solemnly, "My family will not interfere with my affairs."

The old man wants to intervene, but he is old and has limited energy. The current reality is that no one can shoulder the burden of Junshan except him. It is impossible for the old man to negotiate terms with him with the shares in his hand. If he quits, the Fu family will collapse, and the old man knows the stakes better than he does.

"You should eat first." After he said so much, Shen Jianian still chose to escape, "The noodles are all lumpy."

Fu Jichen stopped forcing her, hugged her down, and kissed her for a long time before letting her go to take a shower. He took the noodles that were about to fall apart and went to the restaurant to eat.

*

Fu Jichen did not leave Shen Jianian's house after dinner.

After Shen Jia Nian took a bath and replaced the cat's water dispenser with clean water, Fu Jichen pushed the suitcase past her and entered her bedroom.

Her eyes widened: "You..."

Fu Jichen stopped inside the door: "What's wrong with me?"

Shen Jianian pointed to his suitcase and was stunned: "Are you... going to live here?"

"I'm too busy." Fu Jichen said helplessly.

Shen Jianian didn't understand what he meant: "So?"

"I want to spend more time with you to increase your familiarity with me." Fu Jichen didn't say a word. If he hadn't been afraid that she wouldn't be able to adapt, he would have wanted to take her with him the next second he reaffirmed the relationship with her. Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with your household registration book to avoid long nights and nightmares.

He kept reminding himself that she had no memory now, so he couldn't scare her and gave her some more time.

After Fu Jichen finished explaining, regardless of Shen Jia Nian's reaction, he pushed the suitcase into the cloakroom, took out his clothes, and hung them one by one in her closet, next to her light-colored clothes.

His black shirt and her white sweater were closely together, and the contrasting colors were strong, but in his opinion, they were exceptionally harmonious.

Fu Jichen took her nightgown and went to her bathroom to take a shower. Shen Jianian came to the bedroom with a dull look on her face. She only heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, as if there was a fire burning from head to toe, and her whole body was hot.

Why is he like this?

This was not how she imagined falling in love.

"Jia Nian, are you outside?" Fu Jichen's voice came through a layer of frosted glass, "Where are you putting the towel? I can't find it." Shen Jia Nian's expression was too complicated to describe.

"Shen Jia Nian? Jia Nian?" Fu Jichen called her twice more, his voice sounded pleasant.

Shen Jia Nian was defeated by him and stood outside the bathroom door and told him that the towels were in the cabinet above the washbasin and he could see it by opening the mirror.

After a while, Fu Jichen came out. He also shaved, using the razor he brought with him. He looked fresh and handsome. His washed hair looked fluffy and drooped after being dried, and the ends of his hair almost covered his eyebrows.

He lifted the quilt, lay down in it calmly and naturally, and held Shen Jianian, who was half leaning on the bedside reading a book, in his arms, as if he had done this action countless times and was so familiar with it.

Because Shen Jia Nian couldn't remember, she would always have strange feelings in certain scenes. For example, at this moment, she would wonder, was the person who had an intimate relationship with him and slept with him really her? Could it be that he found the wrong person?

Fu Jichen looked at the book in her hand without turning a page for a long time. He pressed his thin lips to her ear and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I can't read with you like this." Shen Jia Nian turned away, but she still couldn't let go. She was very shy and her face turned red at every turn, especially when he suddenly came close.

"Then I won't read it." Fu Jichen took the book out of her hand, thoughtfully put a bookmark on the page she was reading, closed it, and placed it on the bedside table.

"Can't you go back to your own house to sleep?" Shen Jianian muttered. His house was next door, just a few steps away.

Fu Jichen: "You don't want to stay with me?"

Shen Jianian didn't want to lie to him: "I'm not used to it."

"You'll get used to it gradually."

"You are so domineering."

"Have it?"

"Don't you feel it yourself?"

"No."

"Then you don't know yourself deeply enough."

The two chatted for a while, and Fu Jichen felt sleepy. He had been on a long-distance flight for more than ten hours, and his body was a little tired. His left leg ached, but he was reluctant to sleep.

Shen Jia Nian could feel the warmth and broadness of the big palm attached to her waist and abdomen, which was reassuring. It was not as cold as the one she had touched when she first came home. She turned her head and looked at the man who shared the same pillow with her. The strange feeling The feeling came up again: "Do you like me very much?"

Fu Jichen's sleepy brain suddenly woke up, and he opened his eyes and looked at her: "Why do you ask?"

"Are you sure the person you like is me?" Shen Jianian gently flapped her eyelashes, inadvertently showing vulnerability, "I can't remember anything related to you. Everything was told to me by others. You, Aunt Cheng, Xia Xia told me, I..."

"I told you, even if your appearance changes, you will never be able to remember those things in the past -" Fu Jichen gave her a clear answer, "As long as you are Shen Jianian, the person I love is you, I am sure of it."

Shen Jianian's heart beat like a drum. She licked her lips and said, "The doctor said that there is a real possibility that I will never remember it."

"It doesn't matter." Fu Jichen stroked her hair, "That's enough for me to remember."

"Can I not go to the old house with you tomorrow?"

"..." Fu Jichen didn't expect that she would change the topic so quickly, and he almost couldn't keep up with her mood. After a long time, he sighed, "If you don't want to go, just go. Is it okay to go back to Yunding Palace in the evening?"

In order to avoid being called overbearing by her, Fu Jichen's tone was thoughtful.

Shen Jia thought about it and he took a step back. She also took a step back and promised him: "Okay. I will take the cat over."

"Ah."

"Jixiang won't fight with the aborigines in the villa, right?"

"Aborigines?"

"It's just briquettes and the others."

Fu Jichen sighed silently. She had a lot of things to worry about. It would be great if she could focus more on him.

The four-piece bed set used by Shen Jia Nian was made of milk velvet fabric and was fluffy. Fu Jichen sweated after lying there for a while, and it became even hotter when he was next to her. She said she was not ready yet. It would be like sleeping here for him tonight. You asked for it, but the "culprit" didn't feel anything at all and was already asleep.

The mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated. Fu Jichen was a little irritated and picked it up to answer it.

"Jianian! Something big happened!" Bai Changxia's voice sounded particularly loud in the quiet night, "Look at the blog post I sent you to see if it was insinuating about you. I suspect it was posted by Ni Yiqiong. ! I really didn’t see it, this person..."

"What blog post?" Fu Jichen's voice was very low and his eyes were fixed on the person in his arms, fearing to wake her up.

On the other side of the phone, Bai Changxia was stunned for a moment. He held the phone in front of his eyes and looked at it. It was a call to Jia Nian. It was correct. (End of chapter)