The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 120. Mr. Fu Returns (Third Watch)

Chapter 120: 120. Mr. Fu Returns (Third Watch)

Fang Tong was quite sure at first, but Shen Qinglan’s question made her somewhat doubtful. She asked tentatively, "Can you cook?"

Shen Qinglan nodded slightly. She could cook, but the taste was just average.

Fang Tong was relieved. "I’m sure." Not only did she want to eat, but she also planned to take photos and send them to Yu Xiaoxuan to make her jealous.

There wasn’t much in the fridge at home, just tomatoes and eggs, and some noodles, so Shen Qinglan and Fang Tong went out to buy groceries.

"Qinglan, I want to have garlic pork ribs for lunch, can you make that?" Fang Tong, holding a box of pork ribs, asked.

A hint of hesitation flashed in Shen Qinglan’s beautiful eyes. She had never cooked this dish before, but still, she took the pork ribs from Fang Tong’s hand. She could look up the recipe online and follow it, should not be too hard.

After buying some more groceries, the two returned home. As soon as they arrived, Shen Qinglan sensed something was off — someone was in the house.

A pair of men’s shoes were placed on the shoe cabinet by the door. Shen Qinglan’s eyes brightened slightly; she guessed who it might be. Hearing noises from the kitchen, she quickly walked over.

The man had probably come back and changed his clothes; he was dressed in home casual clothes and wore an apron, stir-frying in the kitchen, the aroma of food filled the space, and on the side, there were some chopped vegetables.

"When did you come back?" Shen Qinglan gazed intently at the tall figure and asked softly.

Fu Hengyi turned his head to look at her, his eyes tender. "I just got back. I attended a meeting at the Beijing Military Region and took the opportunity to come home and see you. I have to return to the troops tonight."

No wonder she had received a call from Fu Hengyi early in the morning, asking what her plans were for the day. So he had planned to give her such a surprise, a surprise that she quite liked.

Shen Qinglan went forward, intending to help him wash the vegetables in the sink that hadn’t been washed.

"You don’t need to do this here, just wait outside."

"Qinglan, why are you walking so fast, the vegetables aren’t even..." Fang Tong’s voice stopped abruptly upon seeing the tall figure in the kitchen.

The only person appearing in Shen Qinglan’s home would be her legendary husband, her beautiful eyes widened in shock.

Shen Qinglan completely forgot there was another person at home and felt a bit awkward seeing Fang Tong at the kitchen door.

Fu Hengyi, although surprised that there was someone else at home, didn’t show it on his face.

"Hello." He was stir-frying and couldn’t go over to greet her properly, so he merely called out a greeting.

Fu Hengyi turned back, and Fang Tong took a clear look at his features. A flash of amazement crossed her eyes, but she quickly recovered and responded with a smile upon hearing his greeting.

Shen Qinglan took the bag from Fang Tong’s hand, "Do you want to sit in the living room for a while?"

Fang Tong nodded repeatedly, "I was just thinking I hadn’t finished watching the TV show I started."

"Do we still need to cook?" Shen Qinglan lifted the bag in her hand.

Fu Hengyi nodded, "I thought it was just the two of us, and I cooked too little. Let’s stir-fry a couple more dishes."

This time, Shen Qinglan went to wash the vegetables, and Fu Hengyi did not urge her to leave.

Fang Tong quietly peeked into the kitchen, where a man aproned up was cooking, while Shen Qinglan helped chop vegetables on the side. The man’s figure was tall and imposing, making Shen Qinglan appear petite by his side, yet unexpectedly, they complemented each other perfectly.

Although the two weren’t speaking, the scene looked inexplicably warm. From them, Fang Tong saw something that could only be named "the serenity of the years." She couldn’t help but take out her phone and snap a photo of the two from behind, then found Yu Xiaoxuan on WeChat and hit send.

"The chopping is done, just leave it there. Go keep your friend company, I’ll just stir-fry a couple more dishes," Fu Hengyi said, glancing at Shen Qinglan’s profile. It had been a while since he had seen her, and she seemed to have lost weight again.

Knowing she wouldn’t take good care of herself, Fu Hengyi didn’t go home first, but went to the supermarket to buy groceries, planning to improve her meals as soon as he got home.

Shen Qinglan complied smoothly, washed her hands, and walked out, only to meet a pair of mischievous eyes.

Facing her gaze, Shen Qinglan calmly took a seat on the sofa.

"I didn’t expect your man to not only be handsome and fit but also skilled, and a great homemaker to boot. Ah, I’m so envious," Fang Tong said with a wistful sigh.

Shen Qinglan responded indifferently, "If you’re willing to ditch your Ding Minghui, I can introduce you to a great guy right away. Our military unit doesn’t lack anything but bachelors."

Fang Tong choked a bit, truly envious, but her Ding Minghui was also very good. She was just teasing Shen Qinglan.

"Yu Xiaoxuan almost cried just now on WeChat. She said next time she comes back, the handsome guy also has to cook for her, otherwise she’d end the friendship," Fang Tong flicked her smartphone sagely, shifting the conversation smartly.

"Sure," Shen Qinglan agreed readily, as it wasn’t her who would be cooking.

Fu Hengyi was quick, and before they chatted much longer, he came out with two dishes.

"Qinglan, help me with the bowls and chopsticks," Fu Hengyi commanded naturally.

Shen Qinglan stood up and walked into the kitchen, and Fang Tong, not wanting to feel like a third wheel, stood up as well.

"You’re a guest, just sit there, you rarely visit," Fu Hengyi spoke gently, the off-duty officer always the gentle and courteous gentleman.

Watching Fu Hengyi enter the kitchen, Fang Tong cleverly sat back down, knowing the couple needed their privacy after their brief separation.

"Come eat," Shen Qinglan called Fang Tong, who put down her phone and walked towards the dining table.

"Wow, Mr. Fu’s cooking is superb, a feast for the eyes and the palate," Fang Tong couldn’t help but admire as she looked at the spread on the table.

Fu Hengyi smiled lightly, "I was in a rush this time, just make do. Next time I’m on leave, we’ll invite you over for a proper meal."

Fang Tong’s eyes lit up, nodding with a smile, "I’ve always known Qinglan married a great man, but we never had the chance to meet. We’ll definitely come next time."

Hearing this, Fu Hengyi glanced at Shen Qinglan and simply smiled.

He served Shen Qinglan a bowl of soup, "Have some soup before the meal."

Shen Qinglan’s cheeks warmed slightly. When it was just them at home, she didn’t notice, but with someone else present, she felt a bit embarrassed.

Fang Tong felt like she’d just been fed a mouthful of dog food. She bowed her head and silently ate, agreeing that Mr. Fu’s culinary skills rivaled those of a five-star chef. With the comfort of the delicious meal, Fang Tong’s wounded little heart found some solace.

After the meal, Fu Hengyi took the initiative to wash the dishes, and with Fang Tong finished eating, she knew she couldn’t overstay with Fu Hengyi at home, so she tactfully took her leave, giving the couple some private space.