Xu Che was picking his teeth as he assessed, “Sister Jiang, the lamb you picked wasn’t so great.”
Jiang Tiao wanted to argue back but Fu Ting Chuan beat her to the punch, “Don’t complain when you have something to eat.”
Xu Che smacked his lips, “Old Fu, you don’t know anything. I am giving some pointers for you. After you get married to Sister Jiang, her cooking will definitely be better than now.”
Jiang Tiao’s face immediately turned red at the word “married.”
Fu Ting Chuan supports his head with one hand, “I’m not taking a wife to do housework.” His other hand held Jiang Tiao’s small hand which is resting on the table. He held it in his palms like it is a treasure, “This hand isn’t for hard labor.”
“Then it’s for holding you right?” Xu Che said without thinking.
Cough. Fu Ting Chuan faintly could and didn’t utter a word.
Jiang Tiao’s cheeks reddened. She pulled back her hand and threw the paper towel which she used to wipe her mouth over at him, “What are you talking about.”
Xu Che dodged it and sighed, “I’m simply speaking the truth.”
Jiang Tiao, “....”
“Okay, okay, you made your point.” Fu Ting Chuan knocked the table with his knuckle and seriously replied.
Jiang Tiao, “...You two…..” are too despicable. These two middle-aged men have nothing better to do than bully a little girl?
Jiang Tiao decides to counter, “Really, Xu Che, you’re getting old. How come you haven’t found a partner yet?”
“Give me liberty or give me death.” Xu Che wiped his mouth, “I don’t plan to get married before the age of forty.”
Fu Ting Chuan glanced at him, “His demand is too high.”
“You demand isn’t high?” Xu Che asked.
“Your demand is high?” Fu Ting Chuan replied back.
Jiang Tiao stared at him, “Are you saying I’m low….?”
He’s finished. Fu Ting Chuan supported his head, “.....No.”
“Heng.” Jiang Tiao let out a sound from her nose.
Xu Che laughed, “Hahaha, Old Fu, life is filled with traps. You’re too clear.”
“Scram.” This time, it is Fu Ting Chuan’s turn to throw the paper.
Jiang Tiao returned to the topic, “Seriously though. Xu Che, why don’t I introduce Sun Qing to you. She is younger than me by one year, pretty, and has a cheerful personality.”
“The girl who is always with you?”
“Yes.”
“Also, she is very easy to coax as long as there is a diamond.”
“As long as there is a diamond, it is enough to support one for a while.” Xu Che rubbed his hair.
“Not a real diamond but the diamonds in Miracle Nikki. Really, if you send her diamonds, she would hold your thigh tightly.” Thinking about how Sun Qing hates the idea of marriage, the more she believes Xu Che is a good choice for her.
“Oh….it’s that mobile dress-up game right?” Xu Che really understands women!
“You even know this?” Jiang Tiao couldn’t help but give Xu Che a second look. Honestly speaking, Assistant Xu isn’t bad looking. Although he is not as great as Fu Ting Chuan, his appearance is better than most people's. All in all, he also graduated from Central Drama Academy, his looks are not bad, and he has a funny personality but not the shameless, glib-tongued type that would offend someone.
Old man Fu, who has no idea what Miracle Nikki is, felt isolated…...
He narrowed his eyes as if trying to insert himself into the conversation, “Jiang Tiao, forget it. Don’t scam your friend.”
Xu Che reproached, “You’re rude. Sister Jiang is introducing me to someone, why are you interrupting?”
“Am I talking to you?” Fu Ting Chuan frowned, “I was talking to Jiang Tiao.”
Tch. Jiang Tiao suddenly let out a sound.
"What are you laughing at?" Fu Ting Chuan asked.
Jiang Tiao glanced back and forth between them, “You two are amusing. Your ages aren’t small but you still act like primary school students.
She raised her voice a pitch, sounding like a little doll, “I won’t play with you, I won’t play with you too, arguing back and forth. Every time I hear you guys bicker, I always get this feeling.”
Fu Ting Chuan, “.....”
Xu Che, “.....”
In the end, Jiang Tiao failed to introduce Xu Che to a potential date because Fu Ting Chuan rushed him away with the excuse, “It is getting very late and Jiang Tiao has to drive early tomorrow.”
**
Once Xu Che left, the house was filled with silence.
Fu Ting Chuan volunteered to do the dishes but he also didn’t allow Jiang Tiao to do other things except stand next to him….and watch him do the dishes.
This person…..is too strange.
Jiang Tiao stood on the side of the kitchen counter and smiled, “Even washing dishes you need someone to accompany you.”
Fu Ting Chuan didn’t lift his head as he calmly responds, “This is called performing.”
“Do you like me to take a picture for you?” Jiang Tiao took out her mobile phone and aimed it at him.
Fu Ting Chuan immediately agreed, “Sure, but you can’t put it online.”
The man is wearing a black apron but it did nothing to hide his impeccable body and temperament.
Narrow waist, slender legs, as well as an outstanding side profile…..
Because of his presence, the small kitchen really has an illusion of radiance.
Jiang Tiao took a shot and put the screen under his nose, “What if I want to post it.”
“Blur the face.” Fu Ting Chuan turned on the faucet, washing away the thick foam from his hand.
“Blurring the face is useless. Some diehard fans would recognize you in less than a second.” Jiang Tiao wasn’t lying, it’s a fact. In her fangirling career, she had played games like “guess which male star from their body parts” many times on Weibo.
“What about you?” Fu Ting Chuan arced his lips. He stacked the last rinsed bowl on the countertop and turned to ask.
“I….” Jiang Tiao thought for a moment and replied, “Probably can.”
She knocked her chin with her index finger, “Now that I think about it….there are a lot of women who know your body well.”
Fu Ting Chuan took off the apron and began to wash his hands. He lightly replied, “There is somewhere only we know.”
“Pervert!” Jiang Tiao understood what he meant in a second. She picked up a rag and gently whack his arm several times.
“What’s wrong. I am only saying the name of a movie*.” He caught her wrist, stopping her action.
T/N: 有一個地方只有我們知道=Somewhere Only We Know: Movie released in 2015 starring Kris Wu and Wang Likun
Fu Ting Chuan’s palm is warm. He just washed his hands and didn’t have time to dry it. There are still some water droplets on his hand which are now transferred to Jiang Tiao’s wrist.
Those water droplets followed down the woman’s outline and flow into her cuff.
“I don’t believe you.” His overbearing gaze made Jiang Tiao’s voice falter.
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