When it was almost time to get off work, Fang Jiayi was packing up. She had been in a daze the whole day, so she decided not to work overtime to avoid being inefficient.
Suddenly, there was a "ding" sound and the phone rang with the sound of a text message entering the mailbox.
Fang Jiayi lowered her eyes to glance at the screen of her mobile phone. It was a text message from an unfamiliar number.
Without thinking too much, she opened her phone and saw the following text message: [Can you come over to cook for me tonight? My nanny is on leave, so no one is home today.]
Who is this
With doubt, Fang Jiayi replied: [Who are you? ]
The text message came back quickly: [Zi Yin. ]
Fang Jiayi was stunned for a moment, and replied: [Doesn’t your girlfriend know how to cook? ]
Mu Ziyin: [I don’t have a girlfriend. We’ve already broken up.]
After seeing this message, Fang Jiayi's expression froze for several seconds, and then the corners of her lips rose unconsciously.
He broke up? Why? Was it because of her
So... what should she say? Go? Or not
She held her head up and thought for a long time before replying with one word: [OK.]
Mu Ziyin, who was lying on the bed, had actually been waiting for Fang Jiayi's reply, so when he saw this word, he couldn't help but chuckle. Her willingness to come over proved that he still had hope.
Mu Ziyin: [When will you come over? ]
[I'll be there right away.] Fang Jiayi replied as she packed her things: [What do you want to eat? I'll buy it and cook it for you.]
Mu Ziyin smiled happily: [Do you remember what I like to eat? ]
After receiving this message, Fang Jiayi felt inexplicably tender: [Remember, I will go buy it later, it may arrive late. ]
[Okay.] After replying this, Mu Ziyin buried his head in the quilt and laughed for a long time. Although his fever had not completely subsided and his head was still dizzy, he even wanted to jump up and spin around when he thought about seeing her later.
*
Fang Jiayi drove to the supermarket, pushed the shopping cart, and picked out some of Mu Ziyin's favorite vegetables in the organic area.
Forty-five minutes later, she left the supermarket carrying two large bags of food and drove to the east of the city. Fortunately, the main hospital was very close to the east of the city. More than ten minutes later, Fang Jiayi's car stopped in front of Mu Ziyin's villa.
I looked at the time and it was already past six o'clock. He must be very hungry from waiting.
Fang Jiayi pushed open the car door, took the food she bought out of the car, walked over and rang the doorbell.
The door opened at once.
Fang Jiayi walked along the cobblestone path, through the garden and swimming pool, and arrived at the elegantly decorated black villa.
The door of the western-style building was not closed. Fang Jiayi walked in and called out, "Mu Ziyin..."
There was no one on the first floor, but it was a mess, as if it hadn't been cleaned for a long time. Her first reaction was: What do those nannies do? Has this house really been cleaned? There were wine bottles and cans everywhere, the things on the coffee table were messy, and the ashtray was full of cigarette butts.
She frowned. What happened to Lin Xiaoxiao? Wasn't she his girlfriend? Why didn't she supervise the nanny when she didn't do anything
Fang Jiayi carried the purchased vegetables into the kitchen. The kitchen was very clean, but one could tell at a glance that it had never been cooked in. All the furnishings inside were brand new, as if no one had touched them.
Are those people he hired nannies or masters
Fang Jiayi couldn't help but frown, walked into the kitchen, turned on the faucet, and started picking and cutting vegetables.
On the other side, she took out her cell phone and called Mu Ziyin. He had just sent her a text message, so she had his new number. "Hey, I'm in your kitchen. Where are you? When I first came in, your door was not closed."
"Yes, I know. I opened the door. I was upstairs. I'll go down now."
After hanging up the phone, Mu Ziyin used an electric shaver to shave off the stubble on his face. In the mirror, he had a new fever-reducing patch on his forehead. His face was pale and his eyes were dull, but he was still clean and handsome.
When Mu Ziyin went downstairs, the range hood in the kitchen was buzzing.
Fang Jiayi was cooking and stewing soup in the kitchen, her graceful figure with her back to him, making people feel warm.
With her around, this cold house seemed to come alive.
After cooking the first dish, Fang Jiayi took the plate, wiped the soup that overflowed from the edge of the plate with a paper towel, then turned around with the dish.
Suddenly, he stared suddenly.
A slender figure was leaning against the kitchen door.
Mu Ziyin looked at her quietly, his hands in his trouser pockets, his posture elegant and calm.
Fang Jiayi's first reaction was, why does he look so handsome? Did he dress up specially
The second reaction was to be slightly stunned, then look up, look at the fever-reducing patch on his forehead, and smile awkwardly but politely, "You're down."
"Yeah," he responded, his eyes still on her face, his gaze gentle.
Fang Jiayi's cheeks felt slightly hot. The soup next to her just overflowed from the pot. Fang Jiayi screamed, put down the dish in her hand, and picked up the heat-insulating gloves to lift the lid of the soup pot.
This cute gesture made Mu Ziyin couldn't help but smile.
Fang Jiayi glanced at him and laughed too, "The food will be ready soon, go wait outside and you'll be able to eat soon."
"Can I help you?"
"No, no, you are sick, go outside and rest."
"It's okay. I've slept all day and I feel much better now." As he spoke, he walked over.
His long arm went around her waist and took away the dish that had just come out of the pot behind her. "Three cup chicken, I haven't eaten this dish for a long time."
When he said this, he looked at her.
Fang Jiayi looked up subconsciously, "You didn't eat later?"
He shook his head. “No.”
"Didn't Lin Xiaoxiao make it for you?" She remembered that Mu Ziyin liked this dish very much.
"No."
"Ah? How is that possible?" Fang Jiayi didn't believe it.
Mu Ziyin looked at her and said word by word: "I never let her come to my house."
Fang Jiayi was stunned.
The setting sun shone in from the window, falling on his handsome features, casting a layer of soft golden light.
Fang Jiayi looked up at him, and suddenly, as if her heart was stung, she quickly lowered her eyes.
"Don't you like her?" she heard herself asking him in a very low voice.
Mu Ziyin looked at her with deep eyes, "I don't like it."
Her eyelashes trembled, as if she found this answer incredible. She stared at him blankly and spoke hesitantly, "But that day on the yacht..."
"Anyway, I don't like her." After saying this, he didn't make any extra explanations, took the dishes she had prepared, and left the kitchen.
Fang Jiayi was left in the kitchen with a dazed expression, but she felt inexplicably happy in her heart. Although she didn't know what she was happy about, the dull and depressed mood of the past few days had all disappeared.
*
After the meal was ready, they sat at the dining table and ate.
Mu Ziyin was still sick, so he ate a little slowly. Fang Jiayi took the chopsticks, thought for a while, and picked up some vegetables for him.
When Mu Ziyin looked over, Fang Jiayi's face flushed. She smiled and said, "Eat more vegetables. They're organic."
She bought it specially for him.
Mu Ziyin looked at her quietly and nodded, "Yeah."
Every time he ate the food she picked for him, he would feel a slight warmth and beauty in his heart. How wonderful it would be if it could continue like this
After dinner, Mu Ziyin wanted to help her clean up the dishes, but she stopped him.
She held his hand and said, "You are a patient, don't do anything, go and rest, I will do it."
Mu Ziyin looked at her and wanted to say something, but he felt that it was not the right time, so he didn't say anything. He nodded, lay lazily on the sofa, and turned on the TV.
There's a sports show on TV.
In the kitchen, Fang Jiayi was busy.
Mu Ziyin held the remote control, drooped his eyelashes, and thought absentmindedly: What reason should I use to keep her later
Soon, Fang Jiayi cleaned up the kitchen and walked out.
Mu Ziyin was originally looking at her, but when he saw her come out, he quickly looked away. He thought she would say goodbye, but she didn't. She squatted on the carpet in front of him and started to tidy up the things on the coffee table for him.
Mu Ziyin was stunned for a moment, and went to pull her hand, "You don't have to, the nanny will clean up these things tomorrow."
Fang Jiayi glanced at him and laughed, "Is your nanny a nanny or a master? Can't they see all the garbage on the coffee table?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Ziyin lowered his eyes to glance at the messy coffee table and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. In fact, the house had not been cleaned for more than half a month.
Half a month ago, the nanny accidentally broke a crystal photo frame that Fang Jiayi had given him while cleaning, so he fired her. After that, no one cleaned the house, and he didn't want to call anyone to come, so he just lived here day by day.
What should I do? I feel like I can’t finish it. It seems like I have to write for a few more days.
(End of this chapter)