Chapter 1989
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Ling Jiao had been worried that her unwell condition would affect the filming.
Luckily, Fu Shiqin had bought her some medicine last night, so she did not have a fever today.
Also, because of the red dates, wolfberries, ginger and brown sugar soup that he had prepared, her dysmenorrhea was not as bad as usual.
Therefore, she gritted her teeth and persevered through the filming.
But when she finished work in the middle of the night, she collapsed in the car and did not want to move anymore.
"What do you want to eat when we get back?" Fu Shiqin asked as he drove.
"I don't feel like eating anymore." Ling Jiao replied lazily.
Fu Shiqin glanced at her and found that she looked much better than she had in the afternoon.
"How long have you had this problem for?"
"Why are you asking so much about women's matters?" Ling Jiao frowned. Obviously, she did not want to discuss her personal matters with him.
Fu Shiqin told her the truth. "I just wanted to ask. When we get back to the capital, I will take you to the doctor. My sister-in-law had the same problem before, but she has recovered now."
Ling Jiao yawned lazily. "You have been too concerned about me recently."
"Am I? It is just a small matter." Fu Shiqin said indifferently.
The two of them returned to the hotel. Ling Jiao went back to wash her face and lay on the bed, not wanting to move.
Fu Shiqin walked her back to her room and went out again. Half an hour later, he came back with a trolley.
"Get up and eat something warm before you sleep."
"No." Ling Jiao replied. She did not want to get up at all.
Fu Shiqin put the food on the table and said.
"Your favorite wontons."
Ling Jiao was startled and got up with difficulty.
"You made this?"
"Of course." Fu Shiqin sat down, tasted the soup and nodded with satisfaction.
Ling Jiao pursed her lips with the spoon in her hand and said to the man sitting opposite her.
"Fu Shiqin, you don't have to do so much for me. Besides … if you get together with the girl you like in the future, she won't be happy if she finds out."
No woman would be happy to know that her boyfriend used to take care of another woman so carefully.
"She won't. She's not that petty." Fu Shiqin smiled deeply.
Ling Jiao was silent for a while. She lowered her head and ate silently. The familiar gentle and delicious taste still made her miss it so much that she wanted to cry.
Fu Shiqin glanced at her. "What's wrong? Don't tell me you want to cry again after eating the wontons."
Ling Jiao wiped her slightly wet eyes and said with a smile.
"It's just that I suddenly feel like Grandpa has returned to me."
Fu Shiqin choked on a mouthful of wonton and said.
"You think of me as your grandfather?"
Ling Jiao laughed and nodded.
"More or less. My grandfather was just as meticulous when he was alive. He also made wontons like this for me."
Fu Shiqin put down the spoon and said gloomily.
"Please don't compare me to your grandfather."
"What's wrong? My grandfather is the most important person to me." Ling Jiao said.
Hearing the words, Fu Shiqin asked with a grin.
"What about me? Am I also the most important person to you?"
"Not really. We are just partners. At most, we are good friends." Ling Jiao said.
"Good friends?" Fu Shiqin was not satisfied with this answer. There was no pure friendship between a man and a woman.
Moreover, he didn't do all this just to be good friends with her. He wanted to be her real boyfriend, her future husband.
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