Chapter 17 Excessive!

Chapter 17 Excessive!

Song Qingyu looked back and saw that Yu Zhili had already followed, so she felt relieved and continued to walk with Fu Yining.

Today, the dining table was set for three people, except Yu Mingze's place had been replaced by his father, Yu Zhili.

Feeling the presence of the man sitting next to her, Fu Yining gazed absently at the food in front of her.

This man fit her aesthetic perfectly, but the thought that he was also an irresponsible husband who had "abandoned his wife and child" and never returned home made Fu Yining somewhat unable to swallow.

The chef appeared, bringing the last dish: a steaming plate of scallion-flavored roast chicken. He then took the knife and fork to cut it into smaller pieces for the family to enjoy.

The roast chicken, with its enticing aroma, looked delicious, but there were too many scallions on the skin, leaving Fu Yining unsure where to begin.

Fu Yining herself liked scallion-flavored food but couldn’t stand scallions themselves.

It wasn’t her making things up; she genuinely felt that scallion-flavored food and actual scallions were not comparable—one was like heaven, the other like hell.

Fu Yining didn’t know if the original "Fu Yining" liked them or not, but she had no intention of depriving herself.

With her current status, who could force her to eat if she didn’t want to?

So, Fu Yining merely glanced at the chicken, then without hesitation moved her chopsticks elsewhere.

The atmosphere at the dining table today was unusually peaceful, and Wang Yue and Hu Ma exchanged a silent glance, both seeing the astonishment in each other's eyes.

Having worked in the Yu family for so many years, this was the first time they had witnessed such a serene and harmonious atmosphere.

Madam was unusually quiet, and Sir was unusually tolerant—ideally harmonious.

A first!

At the table, Fu Yining concentrated on her food, entirely indifferent to what others thought.

Even if she knew, she’d probably ask: Is being quiet bad?

Yes, very good!

As Fu Yining ate, she suddenly sensed a burning gaze from across the table that she couldn’t ignore.

Looking up, she saw Song Qingyu frantically signaling to her.

Song Qingyu: Signal, I’m signaling hard!

Fu Yining understood her meaning at once but didn’t take any action.

Why should she serve Yu Zhili? Doesn’t he have hands of his own?

And Song Qingyu’s attitude towards her… Was she indulging the female lead too much recently?

Fu Yining ignored her and continued eating.

Song Qingyu: “…?” Wasn’t my signal clear enough? Why isn’t Mom moving?

Fu Yining: Eating, don’t bother me!

Song Qingyu’s signals were not adopted by Fu Yining but did catch someone else's attention.

So, while Song Qingyu was pondering how to play matchmaker, she was pleasantly taken aback to see Yu Zhili take the communal chopsticks, pick up a piece of chicken thigh topped with green scallions, and place it in Fu Yining’s bowl.

Fu Yining: “……”

Does this man really hate her?

Fu Yining took a deep breath. “Thank you, Mr. Yu.”

Yu ZhiLi replied, “You’re welcome.”

Fu Yining: “……”

He didn’t need to be so formal.

Fu Yining had observed the delicious roast chicken and knew there were a few pieces with very little chopped green onions on them. Despite this, Mr. Yu managed to find a piece covered in chopped green onions. He really went to great lengths.

Under Song Qingyu’s delighted gaze, Fu Yining stared intensely at the chicken in her bowl, trying to eliminate it with her eyes.

Green onions, get out of here!

Yu ZhiLi caught a glimpse of Fu Yining from the corner of his eye. She was sitting with her head lowered, pinching her chopsticks and rummaging through her bowl.

Her expression was so serious, as if she were doing some important task, but in reality, she was just using her chopsticks to pick out each bit of green onion from her bowl.

Picking out the green onions is really exhausting her.

While she was busy, Wang Yue and Hu Ma were nearly stunned speechless by what they had just witnessed.

No way, did they really see that? Had Mr. Yu actually served Mrs. Fu food?

Was this a gesture of goodwill?

They didn’t know. All they were aware of was that ever since Mrs. Fu had undergone a slight change yesterday, everything had become very “strange.”

For now, it seemed to be a good thing.

At the dining table, after working for a long time, Chef Fu finally picked out all the green onions from her food. She picked up a piece of tender roast chicken and bit into it fiercely.

Hmm, it really did taste good, but it would have been even better if someone hadn’t deliberately chosen this piece for her.

Just as Fu Yining swallowed the bite, another piece of tender and delicious roast chicken appeared in her bowl.

“……”

At least this piece was acceptable. The chopped green onions she disliked had already been removed, leaving only golden and tender meat behind.

Other than that, weren’t this man’s actions a bit too strange? Didn’t he dislike “Fu Yining”?

Fu Yining pursed her lips, thinking that Song Qingyu’s earlier suggestion was actually quite useful.

She shifted her gaze to the table and randomly picked something to place into Yu ZhiLi’s bowl.

“Ahem, dea... husband, you must be very tired from working outside all day, here, have some more!” Eat up, I hope you’re full!

Fu Yining moved so quickly that Song Qingyu, sitting opposite her, was left stunned and couldn’t stop her in time.

Mom, what you’ve just put on Dad’s plate... is that a decorative piece from the dish?!!

Although the decorative radish was edible, no one would actually eat it intentionally.

Song Qingyu’s expression became slightly awkward, and she instinctively glanced at Yu ZhiLi’s reaction.

To her surprise, Yu ZhiLi wasn't unhappy. Instead, he obediently ate what Fu Yining had put into his bowl.

Song Qingyu: "?"

Well, she couldn't grasp the "chemistry" between the couple, but that was okay. As long as they were happy.

Similarly, Wang Yue and Hu Ma shared the same thoughts as Song Qingyu. They exchanged glances again, shaking their heads in resignation.

On the other hand, Fu Yining thought she had done well. However, Yu ZhiLi wasn't deterred by her enthusiasm. In fact, he seemed to enjoy her 'attentions.'

What was this man all about? Wasn't he supposed to dislike her and avoid coming home?

Fu Yining was perplexed.

After the "harmonious" meal, Fu Yining knew Yu ZhiLi would be heading to the study to handle some business. Satisfied, she grabbed Song Qingyu and dragged her out for a walk.

In early autumn, the weather outside was beginning to cool down.

Song Qingyu followed Fu Yining excitedly, chattering away.

"Mom, see how nice Dad was to you just now. He cares about you, and he'll surely come home every day to be with you!"

Fu Yining's lips twitched, realizing that taking the female lead out for a walk was a mistake.

She was so noisy!

Regarding what had happened at the dinner table, Fu Yining remained silent, though she had heard a saying that, "A kiss between middle-aged couples can cause nightmares for several nights."

She had no idea what Yu ZhiLi was thinking, but as a twenty-two-year-old girl in reality, she was definitely going to have nightmares.

Regardless of how handsome Yu ZhiLi was, Fu Yining couldn't help thinking of her original age. She always felt like the man was trying to 'take advantage of her youth,' which made her uncomfortable.

Lost in her thoughts, she barely heard what Song Qingyu was saying.