President Fu's new wife

Chapter 1010 Exposure Painting High-profile Remarriage (19)
But if she was nervous, she wouldn't lose her footing.

"Why didn't you go to work today?" Fu Rou asked lightly.

"It's nothing!" He said lightly, and then sat down on the sofa.

"What would you like to drink? Coffee or a drink?"

"Plain water!" he replied.

Fu Rou froze for a moment, then went to pour him a glass of boiled water.

"There are many memories of them in this house, right?" He saw the group photo of Fu Zhi and Xiao Xing everywhere in the living room.

"That's right, so I'm going to make some changes. I just called Fu Zhi and asked him to clean up." She came out of the kitchen with water and said to him.

When Ruan Weimin took the water, he accidentally touched her hand, and Fu Rou immediately took it away as if she had been electrocuted.

Ruan Weimin's eyes were easily caught by such small movements, but he didn't speak, just drooped his eyes and drank his saliva.

Sitting opposite him, Fu Rou also lowered her eyes, entangled her hands, and felt that her breathing was a little tight.

"How is your mother recently?" He asked, but there was really no other topic.

"Well, I called this morning and said it's okay!" Fu Rou raised her hand and scratched her hair, not very comfortable.

"That's good!"

The two of them obviously had nothing to say, but they still chatted without saying a word, occasionally looked at each other, occasionally ignored each other, and then had some strange emotions that made each other feel a little tormented.

"What's for lunch?" Ruan Weimin asked suddenly, because it was already eleven o'clock.

"Eat whatever you want!" Fu Rou said, and then looked towards the kitchen. She remembered that there were still a few packets of instant noodles in the refrigerator.

"Are you always so casual these days?" he asked in a low voice.

"What do you mean?" Fu Rou was upset that others said she was casual.

"What's in the kitchen, I'll make it for you!" He said, put down his water glass, got up and walked to the kitchen.

Fu Rou stared in his direction and was stunned. He was really serious. If she remembered correctly, she had already mentioned the breakup.

The relationship between the two now—

Ruan Weimin stood in front of the refrigerator and looked at the few packs of instant noodles in it, only sighed in front of her.After sending Ruan Weimin away, Fu Rou breathed a sigh of relief, but stuck to the door for a long time, unable to move.It wasn't until she was about to cook instant noodles that the doorbell rang again.

When he was standing at her door again carrying a large bag of ingredients, Fu Rou almost fainted: Why are you here again?
"I went to the supermarket to buy some ingredients." He raised his hand.

Fu Rou was speechless, but he ignored her, walked around her and entered the house.

Fu Rou was completely stunned. He just went to the supermarket?

She thought he was home!
"When you were free, your favorite thing was to sleep!" Fu Rou leaned against the door and watched Ruan Weimin cooking.

"And now!" he replied, but he didn't look at her, he was only busy with his own business.

"For the people—"

"You want to help?"

"If not, go and wait to eat!" Ruan Weimin said lightly.

At this point, the two of them stopped talking, and she went to the living room, but she always felt uncomfortable walking around.

Now he's in her kitchen, no, they're all running around in other people's houses, each with his own agenda, and it doesn't feel right.

Her body in front of the window suddenly turned to face the direction of the kitchen, shouldn't he be sleeping at home now?But he cooks in the kitchen, why does he do that?She loses her appetite at mealtimes: why would you do that?
"It's just a meal, do you have to mind that?" He questioned her like this.

"Yes, I just really mind, for the sake of the people, we—"

"We've broken up! You don't have to keep reminding me of this. I don't have amnesia. I just want to have a meal with you. Isn't it okay?"

From his words, she felt that she was too harsh, so she stopped talking and just picked up chopsticks to eat.It's been a long time since I ate anything he cooked, but it still tastes so good when I eat it.She used to think that she would find a man who could cook only after burning high incense, but now——so she went to find Xiaoxing in the afternoon: I really didn't know what he was going to do, so he suddenly ran to cook for me, What's the use of him cooking it once?Anyway, I still want to be alone in the future.

Seeing Fu Rou's almost irritated growl, Xiao Xing couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips slightly: I heard what you said clearly because you want him to cook for you for the rest of your life.

"Is there? That's not what I meant!" After asking, he immediately denied it.

"Of course, only you know best in your heart, but before Mom left, she told me that she must urge you to marry herself quickly." Xiaoxing said what He Yue had said to her.

"What? Mom is like this. I'm always afraid that I won't be able to get married!" Fu Rou sat on the sofa, still feeling very depressed.

But Xiao Xing saw something from her bored look. Fu Rou's feelings for Ruan Weimin probably continued unabated.

Sometimes people are always trying to deny something, but the more they deny, the less they can conceal the truth of their inner desire.Fu Rou is like this now, in fact, she obviously still cares and wants it, but she dare not want it.

Fu Zhi went to the apartment, and Fu Rou wants to renovate their storage room?
Of course Fu Zhi was not happy, there were little things about him and Xiao Xing in it, and he didn't want to live with her at first.But Xiaoxing agreed.

Looking at everything about them in the house, he couldn't help feeling bored.

They shouldn't be like this, when the servant started to move things, and he was standing in front of the TV cabinet holding a group photo of the two of them.

"Boss, where is the storage room?"

"I'll go with you!" Fu Zhi put down the photo and walked ahead.

When the servant was walking out with a scroll in his arms, a painting scroll suddenly fell to the ground. The servant wanted to pick it up, but all the scrolls fell out of her arms, and she was terrified.

Fu Zhi stood at the window looking at the scenery outside, and the eyebrows that were already tightly knit together completely knit together the moment he turned his head.

When those accidentally opened scrolls were full of faces he was most familiar with, his heart tightened.

He just kept thinking what was she painting all day?He kept thinking that she was clearly standing in front of the easel.He kept thinking, is she just in a daze?He kept thinking, obviously seeing her write.But he couldn't find where a picture of him was.

After opening all the paintings scattered on the ground, he got up and went to the shelf to take down the rest. When each painting was opened, his frowning brows finally loosened.

He couldn't let it go, she had painted so many but never told him.She wasn't one to bring things up, but she should have told him.Even if it is to give him some hints.I remember when I lived in the villa——

(End of this chapter)