Fu Jichen turned on the stove, throwing the chopped tomatoes into the pan to fry. The sizzling sound of hot oil drowned out Shen Jianian's voice.
But Shen Jianian knew he had heard her; he just was unwilling to respond.
The tomatoes in the pan started to release their juices. Fu Jichen picked up the kettle and added water, and after it boiled, he asked Shen Jianian, "Do you want some?"
Unnoticeably changed the topic.
Shen Jianian shook her head, "No." The restaurant Zhou Ruo had booked was good, and the dishes matched her taste well. She had eaten quite a lot for dinner.
Fu Jichen cooked just enough for one person, adding eggs and greens, and served it in a bowl.
"Take your time to eat, I'll go take a bath."
As Shen Jianian turned to leave, Fu Jichen grabbed her waist and lifted her onto the kitchen counter, the movement was swift, and Shen Jianian didn't even have time to react.
