This year, the reunion dinner of the Fu family is scheduled for 12 o'clock at noon.

Although Wei Ronghua returned home from the hospital, she did not appear at the dinner table, she was strong all her life, and refused to show her illness in front of others, nor in front of her family. Even if the people in the family have more or less seen what she looked like after her illness.

She hid in her room, and the nanny brought a portion of the various dishes.

The family sat down in the restaurant, Fu Jianfang swept around and found that there was no one missing: "Why didn't you see Yu Ling?" Speaking of which, it seems like I haven't seen her in a long time. ”

Fu Feibai was pouring the drink, hearing the words, his hand paused, the drink almost fell out of the cup, Yu Guang glanced at Fu Jichen, I heard his brother say before, Fu Yuling had a heart attack recurrence and was sent to the United States for treatment, he called Fu Yuling several times, and always reminded him to turn off the phone.

He asked his brother, and his brother told him not to worry, there was someone in Los Angeles to take care of Fu Yuling, and he didn't let her touch her mobile phone so that she could recuperate with peace of mind.

Old Man Fu pulled his face and said in a displeased tone: "She is being treated in the United States." ”

"I see." Fu Jianfang smiled and changed to a concerned expression, "There's nothing wrong with her body." It stands to reason that she should be taken back for the New Year, how pitiful she is alone in a foreign country. ”

Even if it is a rich family, there are things that can't be done, such as Fu Yuling needs to change his heart, but he has never found a suitable heart source.

The old man didn't want to mention the man who didn't know the height of the sky, so he said coldly: "Open the meal!" ”

Fu Jianfang pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, she just asked one more question, and she didn't know where the old man got such a big anger.

The big house is really bad now, Fu Zhengjun is gone, Wei Ronghua doesn't have much time left to get this disease, Fu Yuling's heart attack attacks from time to time, Fu Feibai's heart is in the acting career, he can't take care of the family business, and he relies on Fu Jichen to support it alone. It's just that he doesn't let go of his mouth on the matter of marriage, since the Shen girl is gone, he has no intention of having children, and now he doesn't even have a child, and there is no successor, so it's really impossible to say who Junshan will fall into in the future.

Fu Jianfang sorted out the relationship between them, ate the delicacies on the table in a good mood, and waited, the winner who laughed to the end.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Jichen said hello to the old man and left the old house.

Seeing Fu Jichen's car driving out of the yard, Fu Jianfang raised his eyebrows and asked Fu Feibai, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs on his legs playing games: "Feibai, why is your brother going, don't stay in the old mansion tonight?" ”

Fu Feibai didn't look up, and said casually: "I don't know, maybe I'm going to accompany my girlfriend." ”

Fu Jianfang's eyebrows skipped a beat, and he paced from the window to the sofa: "Your brother has a girlfriend?" Whose daughter? When did he get a girlfriend? Why is there no wind at all? Does the old man know about this? ”

"No......" Fu Feibai was stunned by a series of questions, he didn't know which one to go back to first, he didn't like this aunt very much, he didn't reveal much to her, grinned, and said, "I don't know very well, I just met that girl." If my aunt wants to know, she might as well ask my brother directly. ”

Fu Jianfang choked and asked Fu Da, she would find herself unhappy only when she was full.

However, Fu Feibai's words show that that girl is not the daughter of any family.

Fu Da is really "promising" as always, picking women with unbearable family backgrounds.

*

Shen Jianian received a message from Fu Jichen, he said that he had arrived at the Pei family's villa, she took her coat and bag and got up, and said goodbye to Pei Che and Zhou Ruo.

Pei Che sent her out, and when he saw the morning car from a distance, he knew that Fu Jichen was inside, so he stopped.

Shen Jianian turned to face him: "When are you and Auntie going to leave Beicheng?" "Zhou Ruo said that after the New Year, he will travel abroad to relax.

Pei Che said: "It hasn't been decided yet. ”

"If you have time, come to my house and try my craft."

"Do you know how to cook?"

"I'm still learning." Shen Jia Nian.

Pei Che smiled: "Definitely." ”

"Then ......" Shen Jiannian waved his hand, "You go in, it's cold outside." ”

Pei Che watched her trot out the fence gate and get into the man's car.

In the car, Fu Jichen raised the temperature of the air conditioner in advance, grabbed her hand, held it with a big palm, rubbed it, stared at the tip of her nose that was red from the cold, and asked lightly: "Is it cold?" ”

"It's cold." Shen Jianian shrunk his neck, "It's definitely snowing today." ”

"Since you know it's cold, why don't you come over quickly and talk for so long."

Shen Jiannian raised his eyelids, looked at the man's cold eyebrows, looked at it for a while, and smiled snickeringly: "Fu Jichen, are you drinking vinegar again?" ”

Fu Jichen snorted, threw her gradually warm little hand back, held the steering wheel with one hand, and reminded her to wear a seat belt while turning the front of the car familiarly.

They first went back to the community where they lived, picked up the auspiciousness, and then returned to the Yunding Palace.

Jixiang, who was shrunk in the cat bag, has not been out of the house since he was caught by Shen Jianian, and he used to be used to wandering, and he did not react to the unfamiliar environment, and looked around with round eyes.

When he arrived at Yunding Palace, Shen Jianian got out of the car with the cat bag, patted the small transparent window, and talked to the cat: "Be gentle, don't fight." ”

Fu Jichen looked at her and smiled.

After four months of separation, setting foot in this villa again, Shen Jianian had mixed feelings, she still remembered that she was first tied up here by Fu Jichen, and she put up spikes all over her body to fight against him every day.

At that time, she was bent on escaping the cage he had created, never knowing that one day she would return willingly.

Cheng Jin saw the two of them coming back together, not to mention how happy he was, and his whole face wrinkled into a flower when he laughed: "The temperature has dropped sharply today, sit down and drink a cup of hot tea, I am preparing the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner." ”

The chef is on holiday, and today's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner Aunt Cheng is alone.

Several cats and dogs rushed down from upstairs, saw Shen Jianian, and excitedly circled around her. The auspicious man brought by Shen Jiannian bared his teeth a few times, but found that it was useless, so he died down, and honestly shrank on the sofa and took a nap.

Shen Jianian calmed the cat and dog, drank a cup of red date longan tea, and went to the kitchen to help Aunt Cheng prepare dishes.

Aunt Cheng didn't let her do it: "Don't get your clothes dirty." ”

"It's okay, I cook a lot at home." Shen Jianian tied an apron.

After a while, Fu Jichen also shook in, with a cigarette in his mouth, stood by the vegetable sink and glanced at it, rolled up his sleeves, and handled the pot of shrimp that Shen Jianian loved to eat.

Cheng Jin turned around and happened to see this scene, so shocked that he almost threw the spoon out of his hand, Mr. was picking the shrimp line, because he didn't know the essentials, he always broke the shrimp line, he frowned, looking very irritable.

Shen Jianian glanced at it a few times, and couldn't bear to look at it directly: "Don't do it." ”

Fu Jichen himself realized that he really couldn't do this job, so he simply threw the shrimp into the basin, washed his hands, took off the cigarette with cigarette ash on his lips, and dusted it above the garbage can.

As soon as Shen Jiannian finished talking about him, when she was peeling lettuce with a paring knife, she accidentally scratched her hand, and a little blood beaded appeared.

Fu Jichen's loose brows frowned again.

Cheng Jin kicked both of them out of the kitchen, resolutely not letting them touch the ingredients again.

Shen Jianian was pushed to the sofa by Fu Jichen and sat down, he brought the medicine box, sighed, treated her wound, and put a band-aid on her: "Don't cook in the future." ”

Shen Jiannian's attention was outside the window, and she didn't hear what he said, she patted his sleeve: "It's snowing." ”

"Is this the first time you've seen snow?" I don't know how many times I've seen it since I was a child, so Fu Jichen was surprised by her reaction when she saw snow.

Shen Jianian: "The snow is beautiful. ”

Fu Jichen didn't think so, but he didn't ruin her interest, and nodded "um": "Just take a look, don't think about going out to play in the snow." ”

He put the medicine box back in its place, and when he came back, Shen Jianian on the sofa was gone, he thought she had sneaked out, and when he looked up, she was sitting by the window, and the whole person was almost attached to the glass, looking at the white snowflakes flying outside, her eyes were stupid.

What a fool.

Fu Jichen shook his head and smiled, paced to the window, and stroked her head with his big palm: "It's so good-looking?" ”

Shen Jianian didn't answer, she occasionally looked at the snow, and occasionally looked at her face reflected in the glass window, this face would be seen every day, and she would still feel strange.

She held her cheeks, and her face was in a trance: "I sometimes wonder, who is Shen Jianian......"

Fu Jichen didn't know how to answer this question, he was wondering why she asked this question, whether it was because she was worried about her lost memory again.

"Shen Jianian is the love of Fu Jichen's life." After a long time, he replied.

Shen Jianian turned around, there was cold snow outside the window, the room was warm like spring, the man's eyes were gentle, the smile spread to the corners of his eyes, and he held her face: "Shen Jianian is Fu Jichen's little civet cat." ”

Shen Jianian wrinkled her nose, she was not a cat.

Fu Jichen was still laughing, she had forgotten what she had done to tickle him before, which caused him to have a color on his face and was laughed at by his friends in the business field.

That night, he went back and secretly cut her nails.

She had forgotten about it.

"Forget it, if you don't remember, you won't remember." Fu Jichen's voice was low, still laughing, "Shen Jiannian is Shen Jiannian, the unique Shen Jiannian." ”