Chapter 1973
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Ling Jiao did not wake up until noon. When she woke up, she found that Fu Shiqin, who had been hanging around her every day, was nowhere to be seen.
His sleeping bag had been packed, but his suitcase was still in the room.
She checked the time, stretched herself and got up to wash up.
The moment she walked into the bathroom, she saw a note on the mirror. 'Call me when you wake up.'
Ling Jiao tore off the note and put it aside. She washed her face, brushed her teeth and got changed. Then she called Fu Shiqin.
"What is it? Why did you ask me to make a call?"
"You are awake?" Fu Shiqin asked in surprise.
"How could I make a call when I am not awake?" Ling Jiao complained.
Fu Shiqin laughed on the other side of the phone. "Don't go out, I will be back soon."
Ling Jiao answered and ended the call. She poured herself a glass of water and started to think about the scenes to be filmed that night.
More than half an hour later, the doorbell rang.
She thought that it must be Fu Shiqin, so she got up and opened the door. It was indeed him.
But not only was he back, he was also pushing the food delivery trolley from the hotel.
"What are you doing?"
"Lunch made with love." Fu Shiqin said as he pushed the trolley into the room.
Ling Jiao cleared the table. "You can just eat out, why did you have to bring it back?"
Fu Shiqin lifted the lid of the trolley, put down a bowl of wontons in front of her and put down the other bowl on the table.
Ling Jiao threw a look at the two bowls of wontons. "Wontons for lunch?"
Weren't they usually eaten for breakfast in the morning?
"Yes, I made them myself and cooked them myself." Fu Shiqin said with a smile.
Ling Jiao looked at him in astonishment, feeling a bit flattered.
He was the Vice President of Fu's Enterprise, but he was making wontons for her. These wontons were so expensive that she did not know how to eat them.
"Hurry up and eat. It won't taste good if it spoils," Fu Shiqin urged.
Under his urging, Ling Jiao picked up the spoon and scooped up a spoonful of soup. She blew on it before putting it into her mouth.
The wonton soup was very fresh, and there was a faint fragrance of garlic oil. It was a vaguely familiar taste.
After drinking the soup, she scooped up another wonton and blew on it for a while before eating it.
After chewing twice, he was stunned. He looked at Fu Shiqin, who was sitting opposite him with a smile on his face.
"This wonton … Where did it come from?"
This taste was very similar to the wontons her grandfather used to take her to eat.
"Didn't I tell you that I cooked it?" Fu Shiqin said with a smile.
Ling Jiao didn't ask any more questions. She lowered her head and ate silently, thinking of her grandfather who had passed away.
Thus, as she ate, her tears fell into the bowl drop by drop.
"Hey, don't cry. If it tastes bad, then don't eat it. Don't force yourself …" Fu Shiqin thought that it did not taste good, so he reached out for her bowl.
Ling Jiao held the bowl tightly and said with a choked voice, "It is delicious.
"Delicious, very delicious. I haven't had such delicious food in many years …"
Fu Shiqin hurriedly gave her the tissue, feeling a bit panicked.
He had been busy the entire morning, trying to make her happy, but he had made her cry.
"I asked someone to find the staff of the wonton shop you mentioned, and then … someone brought them here on the plane last night."
"I learned it from them at noon. If you like it … I can make it for you every day."
….
Fu Shiyi and the others would not believe it if they knew about it.
Although he loved delicious food, he never entered the kitchen.
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