Bab 1387: there's a little secret at the bottom of my heart, hiding a man (3) _1

chuanbei, jing family

fu qinyuan was fiddling with the bill when the sound from the kitchen disappeared. he stood up and saw jing hanchuan coming out of the kitchen at the right time.

"sixth uncle, do you need any help?" as he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to enter the kitchen.

"no, you can sit."

fu qinyuan had inherited his crippled hands from song fengwan. if he really entered the kitchen, he would probably smash his house.

"i don't know how to cook, but i can still help you."

when xu jing arrived home, she saw her daughter sitting on the sofa watching tv. as a guest, fu qinyuan was helping out in the kitchen.

"what's wrong with you, girl? why did you ask him to go to the kitchen? can't you go and help?" no matter how close they were, they were still guests. there was no reason for the host to let the guest be busy when he was free.

"he asked for it." jing xingyao frowned. he wanted to court her, but what could she do?