Chapter 3(1/2)
Taking over the spotlight
Author: The cat who doesn’t sleep in
Taking over the spotlight
Yin Yuanling lowered his voice and lectured Fang Ye.
"Didn't I give you money to take this little girl out to eat?"
Although the other party seemed to have been friends for a long time, he was not afraid that the girl would be embarrassed by bringing him to his door so rashly. Although Yin Yuanling herself didn't mind, she was afraid that the girl would think too much.
This is the first time Wen Suisui comes to visit.
It was already late in the evening, Fang Ye said it in a hurry, and they themselves didn't make much preparation. If they were in a hurry, they would definitely treat her slowly.
Fang Ye: "..."
They were an old married couple, and he really didn't think much about it.
But when he took another look at Wen Suisui's leisurely attitude, he really didn't think Wen Suisui would be embarrassed.
With low emotional intelligence, she will not have the kind of emotions that will consume her internally.
After a moment of silence, Fang Ye said: "If you spend more money outside, you can make do with what you have at home."
Yin Yuanling: "..."
Love is the fear of spending money.
Yin Yuanling wanted to be a little bit want to be, her teeth itching: "How did the girl look at you?"
How did she raise such a stingy son!
Fang Ye sighed: "No, we are just ordinary classmates."
Fang Ye was very melancholy.
His wife, whom he had been kissing for most of his life, suddenly turned into an ordinary classmate whom he didn't know well, and he didn't know how to pursue her.
well.
Yin Yuanling was about to speak but stopped: "..."
Don't believe it.
She always felt that Fang Ye had brought the little girl back several times secretly.
The world is simply in decline!
He has the same virtue as his father!
"Auntie! Your pot is going to burn!" Wen Suisui yelled from the living room, holding her neck, and she could smell the burnt smell.
"oh oh--"
Yin Yuanling just woke up from a dream and went to see the pot again.
Wen Suisui also passed by.
fine.
It's just that the fish in the pot was slightly overcooked.
It's okay, you can give it to Fang Ye.
So Wen Suisui naturally snatched the spatula from Yin Yuanling's hand.
Yin Yuanling glanced at his hands in confusion: "?"
Where's my shovel?
Fang Ye's mouth twitched twice: "..."
Wen Suisui glanced twice and felt that something was missing, so her eyes fell on Yin Yuanling's waist. She took a step forward and took off the apron from Yin Yuanling's waist, and then wrapped it around herself.
Yin Yuanling was a little embarrassed. The corners of her eyes twitched twice, and then she quickly said: "Girl, you and Fang Ye go to the sofa to watch TV together. I'll be here."
Then……
Wen Suisui ignored her.
As soon as Mrs. Wen held the spatula in her hand, she remembered the feeling she had when she ascended the throne.
At this moment, the old lady was totally focused on the fish and didn't notice what Yin Yuanling said at all.
The kitchen was so empty, and three people suddenly stood there at this moment. It was inevitable that the place felt a bit crowded. When Wen Suisui reached out to reach for the seasonings, she was shocked to find that there were two people standing there. She said in surprise: "Why are you still here?"
this?"
"Go watch TV!"
Wen Suisui showed the greatest enthusiasm in her life: "You two are just like your own family. You can eat and drink as you please."
Fang Ye fell into silence.
Yin Yuanling began to think about whose house this was.
Fang Ye quite understands Suisui's character.
When he heard Wen Suisui's words, in order to prevent both of them from being embarrassed, he took the initiative to speak and took Yin Yuanling away from the crime scene.
Over there on the sofa, Yin Yuanling looked complicated.
"That..." She pointed towards the kitchen.
Fang Ye immediately said, "Her name is Suisui. The Sui of Gusui."
"Oh, Suisui..."
Yin Yuanling thought to herself, she said she was an ordinary classmate, but in the end, she called her a superlative.
"This girl's character... is quite prosperous."
Fang Ye: "...what's your adjective?"
Yin Yuanling sighed: "It's quite suitable. I think she likes you very much."
Fang Ye's eyes twitched: "..."
Is he an animal?
Yin Yuanling patted Fang Ye again: "Where is your phone number? Go call your dad and ask him to come back early for dinner. If there is a fruit seller, bring some back, buy the expensive ones!"
"oh."
Fang Ye took out his cell phone.
As soon as Yin Yuanling came closer, he was shaken by Fang Ye's suddenly bright screen. He was so angry that Yin Yuanling hit him directly: "Can you lower the brightness of your mobile phone screen?"
Fang Ye: "..."
He actually thinks the brightness is okay.
Fang Ye held the phone with his left hand, slid the index finger of his other hand up and down, and clicked on the address book to make a call.
The call was quickly connected.
Fang Ye's "hello" sounds in a rising tone: "Hello!"
Yin Yuanling: "..."
Yin Yuanling's eyelids jumped at the sight. She was afraid that Fang Ye would say "Xiao Fang" in his next sentence. Fang Ye's gestures and tone of voice on the phone were too much like his grandfather. Fortunately, Fang Ye was quite filial, so he didn't say anything.
What a treasonous thing to say.
"Dad! Mom asked you to bring some fruit back. Also, come back early for dinner. There is a master at home today."
Father Fang on the other side fell into deep thought.
…What does it mean to have a master at home?
Could it be that Fang Ye’s grandfather is here?
It didn't take long for Fang Cheng to drive back. He carried a bag of fruit, put it on the shelf and went to the entrance to change his shoes. He smelled the fragrance from the kitchen before he even entered the house.
But seeing Yin Yuanling and Fang Ye sitting on the sofa honestly, Fang Cheng asked: "Didn't Aunt Liu go home today? Is she here again?"
The cooking skills of this large family are not very good, but fortunately, Father Fang earns more and can afford to hire an aunt.
Yin Yuanling: "Not yet, didn't Aunt Liu take two days off?"
Fang Cheng was confused: "Then who is cooking?"
Um……
Yin Yuanling: "..."
Fang Ye: "..."
Who is cooking, the guests are cooking...
This would be very inappropriate anywhere, but the guests who were cooking at this restaurant didn't seem to mind, and even seemed to pick up the spatula and take charge of the house and become the master.
After Fang Cheng listened to Yin Yuanling's words, his voice suddenly became louder.
To be continued...