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Chapter 929: Sweet Memories, Bitter Heart

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“My foot… hurts!” Song Ning replied with a pained expression.

“Go get the chauffeur to come over immediately!” Song Tianhua turned around and instructed the nanny.

The nanny immediately went to the backyard to call for help.

After the chauffeur arrived, Song Tianhua carried Song Ning into the car and personally sent her to the hospital.

Fu Sinian was at Rong Zhan’s house.

After school started, Tuan Tuan basically stayed at his grandparents’ house. Gu Xi went to an event again and was not at home. At this moment, there were only these two men in the room.

“You must have eaten dinner at this hour, right?” Rong Zhan asked Fu Sinian.

“I said I’m still hungry. Can you cook?” Fu Sinian asked.

“If you’re hungry, I definitely have to cook! Wait, I’ll cook noodles for you.” Rong Zhan immediately walked to the kitchen and put on an apron, looking like a good man.

Fu Sinian also walked over and stood outside the door, watching.

“Why did you break the eggs?” Fu Sinian asked.

“What does it taste like to cook noodles? Based on our relationship, I definitely have to add an egg for you!”

“Why don’t you fry a poached egg? It’ll look ugly in the noodles if it’s scattered,” Fu Sinian said extremely critically.

Rong Zhan was speechless.

He put the bowl down, took out another egg, and started boiling oil.

The egg fell and sizzled.

When Fu Sinian saw this scene, he felt like he had returned to the good times he had with Shi Qian.

Rong Zhan was flustered. Fu Sinian really couldn’t stand it anymore. He took the initiative to walk forward, take the spatula, and flip the eggs.

He instructed Rong Zhan, “Prepare some boiling water for me.”

Rong Zhan was stunned for a full three seconds before reacting and quickly went to get water.

Fu Sinian put the sunny-side up aside and stir-fried the tomatoes. He poured the boiling water in and a pot of thick soup came out.

Rong Zhan found it unbelievable that Fu Sinian was so skilled.

Fu Sinian actually knew how to cook?! When did he learn to cook?

After the noodles were cooked, Fu Sinian picked two of the most tender vegetable leaves and stewed them in the pot for a few seconds before picking the noodles up and putting them in a bowl.

“Sinian, it looks good. I’m hungry!”

“It’s for one. If you want to eat it, cook it yourself.” Fu Sinian protected the bowl and walked out of the kitchen.

“Did Qian Qian teach you this?” Rong Zhan asked curiously.

Fu Sinian didn’t answer Rong Zhan. He sat at the dining table and ate directly. However, after taking a sip, his expression suddenly changed.

“What?”

“It’s not good.” Fu Sinian shook his head. It didn’t taste like that.

Rong Zhan sat opposite Fu Sinian and looked at the bowl of noodles. “What’s not good about it? I think you miss Qian Qian. If this bowl of noodles was made by Qian Qian, you won’t have a problem eating it. Since you’re hungry, don’t be picky about whether it’s delicious or not. Just fill your stomach.”

“I saw Qian Qian today,” Fu Sinian suddenly said.

“Where?”

“Great Qian Gate. I went with Song Ning. She was with Liu Yiming.”

“Did Song Ning do it on purpose?” Rong Zhan asked quickly.

“Not today. Song Ning and I arrived first. Qian Qian and Liu Yiming arrived later. It’s just a coincidence.”

“Then you guys…” Rong Zhan didn’t dare to imagine that scene. No wonder Fu Sinian didn’t look too good today.

Fu Sinian lowered his head and took a bite of the noodles. He was indeed heartbroken.

Without Shi Qian by his side, he felt unaccustomed to anything. He was uncomfortable. He couldn’t get used to her not being by his side. Every moment was torture.

After eating this bowl of noodles, Fu Sinian said to Rong Zhan, “I saw Song

Tianhua today..”
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