C67 Could It be That the Two of You Slept in Separate Rooms
C67 Could It be That the Two of You Slept in Separate Rooms
For the sake of his grandmother, he would rather have sex with Xia Xingxuan and play the role of a loving couple.
However, his grandmother wanted to stay in Fu residence for a period of time. Could it be that he and Xia Xingxuan had to pretend to love each other until his grandmother left Fu residence?
"Jinchen, my grandmother said she wants to stay with you and Xingxuan for a period of time. Why didn't you have any reaction?"
Fu Jinchen said, "Okay. Grandma can stay as long as she wants."
He said to Mrs Lin, "Go to the third floor and pack up a guest room. Let grandma stay."
"No need. I won't go to the guest room on the third floor."
Old Lady Fu looked at Xia Xingxuan and then said to Fu Jinchen, "I will stay in the room next to yours."
Xia Xingxuan was slightly shocked, "But..."
"But what? Xingxuan, don't tell me you are the one who stayed in that room?"
Old Lady Fu continued, "Don't tell me the two of you slept in separate rooms?"
Xia Xingxuan was about to nod when Fu Jinchen said," Of course not. The husband and wife slept in the same room and the same bed. Isn't that so? "
Xia Xingxuan's ears turned red. She looked at Fu Jinchen in confusion.
Under the table, Fu Jinchen deliberately pinched Xia Xingxuan's wrist with his hand.
Xia Xingxuan stared blankly. "That's right. How could the two of us sleep in separate rooms?"
"Since the two of you did not sleep in separate rooms, then no one lives in the next room, right?"
"If Grandma wants to live in the room next to mine, it is not a big problem. It's just that no one has stayed in that room for a long time, so it might take some time to clean it. Grandma wants to go upstairs later so that the maids can tidy up the room. "
Old Lady Fu said, "Yes."
Fu Jinchen agreed to let Old Lady Fu stay in the room next door, which made Xia Xingxuan confused.
Grandmother stayed in her room, where did she want to stay?
Xia Xingxuan did not know what Fu Jinchen wanted to do, so she did not ask.
"Alright, don't just talk. Let's eat. I'm hungry too."
Old Lady Fu impatiently tasted Xia Xingxuan's cooking.
In front of Fu Jinchen were two main dishes made by Xia Xingxuan, sweet and sour pork ribs and braised lion's head.
Seeing these two dishes, Fu Jinchen remembered that his favorite dishes were the two dishes made by Mo Yafu, and he couldn't help but feel excited.
"Jinchen, look at how considerate your wife is. She knows that you like to eat these two dishes, so she specially made them for you. Quickly try them. The taste is excellent."
Fu Jinchen only ate the dishes made by Mo Yafu, but Xia Xingxuan made two of Mo Yafu's signature dishes for him to try. Fu Jinchen was somewhat conflicted.
After a long time, the pair of chopsticks in his hands did not move.
"Jinchen, what are you still standing there for? Why aren't you eating?"
"Xingxuan said you really like the dishes she made for you, right?"
Fu Jinchen glanced at Xia Xingxuan coldly. Even if he was unwilling, he had to give his grandmother face before he reached for the two dishes with his chopsticks.
He tried a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs made by Xia Xingxuan. He only took two bites and Fu Jinchen's face started to show a subtle expression.
He thought that he would never taste that taste again in his memory.
But after he tasted the sweet and sour pork ribs made by Xia Xingxuan, he realized that the taste was no different from the taste made by Mo Yafu.
Xia Xingxuan saw that after Fu Jinchen tasted the sweet and sour pork ribs, she fell into deep thought. She did not know what she was thinking, nor did she know what Fu Jinchen's evaluation of the dish she made was.