"Really?" Song Wenbei didn't care about any etiquette, and opened the refrigerator door, as if she was the owner here.

Fu Xinian didn't lie to her this time, the refrigerator was cleaner than her freshly washed face. Alas, Song Wenbei couldn't find any other action except to look up to the sky and sigh to express his helplessness now. Count you ruthless!

"Ahh Fu Xinian's slender finger pointed to the big bag on the table.

"Forget it, I'm not hungry again." Song Wenbei nestled back into the sofa angrily, she didn't even have the strength to get up, and she had to ask her to cook!

"But I'm hungry." Fu Xinian didn't care about Song Wenbei's current black face comparable to the bottom of the pot, so he sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, with a leisurely expression.

"It's my business!" Song Wenbei's mouth hardened twice, and he heard his stomach growl.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! You all think I'm a bully, don't you? Song Wenbei scolded his stomach, and glanced at Fu Xinian from time to time, his eyes were full of subtext, you are not a good person! In the end, she had no choice but to resign herself to picking up the big bag and going into the kitchen.

"Fu Xinian, where's the knife? Soy sauce, chopped green onions, ......" In the end, Fu Xinian, who was quietly watching TV in the living room, was completely reduced to Song Wenbei's assistant cook, holding his white sleeves and reluctantly starting. Song Wenbei saw Fu Xinian's deflated appearance for the first time, and instantly felt refreshed. Although Fu Xinian was doing housework for the first time, he also had a good start and was methodical. What's more, the appearance of the little woman wearing an apron has a bit of the taste of a good wife and mother.

Finally, a pot of spicy hot pot with aroma wafting is freshly baked.

Song Wenbei was eager to try with chopsticks, and suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and returned to the kitchen to get another soup bowl.

"Originally, hot pot had to be eaten together to have an atmosphere, but for the sake of your serious cleanliness, I will give you a soup bowl, hurry up and taste it." Song Wenbei hopes that the greatest happiness of a cook is to be recognized by diners.

Fu Xinian frowned slightly, but he didn't use the small bowl handed over by Song Wenbei. Picked up a fish ball from the pot with chopsticks and brought it to his mouth, but hesitated for a moment. Seeing that the little face in front of him was full of anticipation, he was ruthless again and threw the fish ball into his mouth. The aroma of chili pepper and pepper explodes in the mouth, eroding the taste buds. It is undeniable that this girl's craftsmanship is very good, different from the gorgeous feeling of the dishes in the restaurant, with a kind of homely delicacy, seductive but not tired.

"You don't doubt my craft so much, do you, but what?" Song Wenbei's eyes narrowed and he smiled. At first glance, his eldest young master had never eaten such a thing, but he was able to swallow it in the end, and he already felt that he had been greatly satisfied with his face, so he didn't care about him. Who makes himself feel good right now!

"Hmm." Fu Xinian vaguely agreed, and did not say whether this small hot pot was good or bad.

Song Wenbei secretly scolded him for his awkwardness in her heart, but she reluctantly took this as a compliment.

Having enough to eat, Song Wenbei was restless. When he walked to the window, Song Wenbei was startled. At this moment, there was already a scene of snow pressing down on the city outside the window. The snow on the ground was barely up to her knees!

Fu Xinian heard the low cry, and hurried to the window to take a look, but he was also stunned. Outside, it's snowing!

……

Fu Xinian is the least fond of snow. That twenty-year-old winter, a snowy night changed many things, many things he thought were destined......

At that time, he was still an impetuous hairy boy, in order to make money, in order to prove himself, he had no hesitation and fearlessness.

"Rebel! You're colluding with drug dealers to do those despicable businesses! Fu Cheng held a military gun in his hand, and pointed straight at Fu Xinian's temple, hating iron but not steel! He knew that his son had been ambitious and stubborn since he was a child, but he didn't expect that the Fu family would be loyal and righteous, how could he give birth to such an unfilial son who deceived his teacher and betrayed his ancestors!

Old Lady Fu stood aside, looking at her son who was furious, and there was nothing she could do. Even though he usually loves this only grandson the most, but this time, Xi Nian is indeed too much. Regardless of the face of himself and his father in the military and business circles, just his Fu Xinian's head, in a short period of time, don't think about raising it.

"Dad, give me a day and I'll take care of everything." Fu Xinian bit his lip, and his eyes were cold. Okay, dare to trick him Fu Xinian, he wants to see who was played to death by whom first!

"Rebel! You still want to go out and splurge with your grandfather and your father's two old faces?! Die of this heart. Butler, optimistic about the young master. Fu Cheng said at the end, his tone was already trembling slightly, and he lowered the hand holding the gun, Fu Cheng already felt that he had used a thousand powers. The back of him going out is no longer in high spirits as before, but it seems to be waning.

Fu Xinian snorted secretly in his heart, he would never let him have a good time if he dared to scare him. Picking up the phone, Fu Xinian quickly pressed a few numbers, "Hey, I'm Fu Xinian......"

"Uncle, what about Xi Nian? He promised to accompany others shopping. The person who came was Qiao Anyi, who was Fu Xi's childhood sweetheart. She shook Fu Cheng's arm and lied affectionately.

"Anyi, you go back first. Don't think about going out for me for a while, that bastard. Fu Cheng usually treats people coldly, but this Qiao Anyi is the only pearl in the palm of his good brother who died young, so he can't be ruthless no matter what.

"Uncle, Fu Xinian listened to me the most, I will help you persuade him and persuade him to admit his mistakes with you." Qiao Anyi raised three fingers and swore decently, but the corner of his eye glanced at Fu Cheng's face.

"Well, go ahead, he's upstairs in his study." Fu Cheng sighed and waved his hand to let Qiao Anyi leave. After receiving the holy decree, Qiao Anyi ran faster than a rabbit and went straight to the study.

"What are you going to do now?" Qiao Anyi looked at Fu Xinian, who was still calling for wind and rain yesterday, but now he was locked in this narrow study, her nose was sour, she knew that he was framed, but she was helpless!

"It's already arranged, all I need is for you to take me out." Fu Xinian looked at the peace in front of him, and his heart was warm. He knew that she would believe him! When he completes this mission, he will come back, and Ming Media is marrying her to enter the door!

"Uncle has already allowed it, I said you want to go shopping with me, don't say it." Qiao Anyi sniffed, she deeply understood that this time, Longtan Tiger's Den, but this was the only way for him to clear his wrongs, she couldn't stop it, and she was not willing to stop it, she had no way to see that the pride was like Fu Xinian, and one day she would lower his high head......

"Hmm." Fu Xinian gently grabbed Qiao Anyi's hand and shook it tightly. Feeling the warmth and strength coming from his palm, Qiao Anyi's heart sank.

The backs of the two finally disappeared at the door of Fu's house.

Fu Cheng watched all this from the surveillance on the second floor, and there was a lot of water vapor on the lenses.

Bastard, this is your last chance, you must come back openly, you must come back straight, you must come back unscathed......