Yan Xi prepared the meal and placed it on the dining table, barking, "You can come over and eat now."
Fu Yan Ting walked to the dining table and surveyed the four dishes and one soup, all of which looked and smelled delicious. He couldn't help but think of Yan Xi's relationship with Mu Jing Shen. Yan Xi had cooked for Mu Jing Shen before, and Fu Yan Ting's mood instantly plummeted to the bottom.
Consequently, he lost his appetite.
Fu Yan Ting snorted coldly and said irritably, "This is what you call cooking? You were busy all this time and only made this? Is this even edible?"
Yan Xi frowned. She had always cooked this way and didn't think anything was wrong.
Yan Xi casually picked up the chopsticks placed in front of Fu Yan Ting, his personal pair, and put a piece of braised pork into her mouth. No problem, the taste was excellent.
She then took another bite of the winter melon and pork ball soup. It was still delicious.
Yan Xi didn't understand why Fu Yan Ting was acting so erratically again.
She directly forced the chopsticks into Fu Yan Ting's hand and said irritably, "Eat it or don't."
Fu Yan Ting glanced at the chopsticks, then at Yan Xi. Although he didn't speak, his meaning was clear: Yan Xi had already used these chopsticks, and he wanted a fresh pair to eat with.
However, Yan Xi didn't understand Fu Yan Ting's look. She used the chopsticks to pick up a piece of braised pork and put it directly into Fu Yan Ting's mouth.
Fu Yan Ting frowned.
He had severe germophobia and couldn't use chopsticks that others had used.
But Yan Xi looked unfazed and said impatiently, "If you don't want to eat it, then don't ask me to cook for you anymore."
Alright, beggars can't be choosers.
Fu Yan Ting mentally prepared himself and then began to eat with peace of mind.
After taking a bite of meat, he looked at Yan Xi and asked, "Is that plate of shrimp and spinach you made a display sample?"
"No."
Yan Xi was confused, not understanding why Fu Yan Ting would ask that.
Fu Yan Ting nodded. Seeing that Yan Xi still hadn't reacted, he directly said, "Since it's not, why didn't you serve me that dish?"
Yan Xi: ???
This man must be crazy.
He had only asked Yan Xi to cook for him, not to feed him.
Yan Xi instinctively wanted to retort, "You have hands, don't you? You can serve yourself if you want to eat it."
But before Yan Xi could speak, Fu Yan Ting beat her to it, saying, "Don't you want Yao Wan Qi to go home safely?"
Mentioning Yao Wan Qi, Yan Xi had to suppress all her anger.
She could only obediently resign herself to serving Fu Yan Ting and feeding him.
Fu Yan Ting was quite satisfied with Yan Xi's attitude, and his mood improved slightly.
The next day!
Early in the morning, Mu Qing Xiang arrived in the capital.
If Fu Yan Ting hadn't gotten together with Yan Xi, Mu Qing Xiang wouldn't have been so worried. But that Yan Xi was like a persistent shadow, and Mu Qing Xiang feared that Yan Xi would once again do something to harm Fu Yan Ting.
She was old and couldn't withstand such a shock.
She only had Fu Yan Ting, her only grandson, and she couldn't stand by and watch Fu Yan Ting get into trouble time and time again.
Yan Xi's attitude towards Fu Yan Ting had been so terrible before.
Now, she must have learned about Fu Yan Ting's wealth and was shamelessly approaching him.
Thinking of this, Mu Qing Xiang's heart grew colder.
Her resolve to break up Yan Xi and Fu Yan Ting became even firmer.
Upon arriving in the capital, Mu Qing Xiang didn't contact Fu Yan Ting. Instead, she contacted Yan Xi first.
Yan Xi was somewhat shocked when she received Mu Qing Xiang's call, but for Fu Yan Ting's sake, she agreed to meet her.
In the coffee shop, Mu Qing Xiang appraised Yan Xi. This woman had a face that looked simple and harmless, but she didn't expect her to be so calculating.
Five years ago, she had hurt Fu Yan Ting so much, and now she still had the nerve to appear by Fu Yan Ting's side.
Yan Xi knew that Mu Qing Xiang disliked her, but out of politeness, Yan Xi took the initiative to greet her.
Mu Qing Xiang, however, ignored Yan Xi's greeting.
Yan Xi felt awkward and embarrassed. She coughed twice and asked, "Madam, why did you ask me to come out today?"
The only connection between Yan Xi and Mu Qing Xiang was Fu Yan Ting.
Other than that, Yan Xi really couldn't imagine why Mu Qing Xiang would want to meet her.
As expected, Mu Qing Xiang couldn't hold back and revealed her true intentions.
Mu Qing Xiang said indifferently, "Miss Yan, I was wrong. If I hadn't insisted on you marrying Yan Ting five years ago, Yan Ting wouldn't have had one accident after another. Now that he has finally had a few years of peace, I beg you, can you please let him go?"
Yan Xi was still confused upon hearing Mu Qing Xiang's words.
Everyone said Fu Yan Ting was dead. Although Yan Xi didn't believe it, Fu Yan Ting was indeed not by her side at the moment.
And what did Mu Qing Xiang mean by those words?
What did she mean by asking her to let Fu Yan Ting go?
Seeing Yan Xi's shock, Mu Qing Xiang knew that Yan Xi didn't know about Fu Yan Ting still being alive.
Perhaps Fu Yan Ting hadn't revealed his true identity.
However, no matter who it was, she wouldn't allow Yan Xi to get close.
Since Mu Qing Xiang had already spoken to Yan Xi, she might as well be straightforward and explain everything clearly to Yan Xi.
Mu Qing Xiang coughed twice, paused, and then continued to explain, "The boss of that assassination organization now is actually Yan Ting. I don't know how you got involved with him, but I still hope Miss Yan can show mercy and let our Fu family go."
At this moment, Yan Xi's mind was out of control.
What did Mu Qing Xiang just say?
She said Fu Yan Ting was the boss of the assassination organization?
How was that possible?
If it were true, why wouldn't Fu Yan Ting appear before her? Why wouldn't he show his true face?
Yan Xi's mind was filled with countless questions.
Her brain felt like it had frozen, unable to function.
Yan Xi didn't know how to process this information.
Seeing Yan Xi's shock, Mu Qing Xiang knew that Yan Xi was unaware of Fu Yan Ting's multiple identities.
Just as Mu Qing Xiang finished speaking, Yan Xi's phone rang.
Yan Xi took it out and saw that it was Fu Yan Ting's number. She instinctively glanced at Mu Qing Xiang.
Mu Qing Xiang knew without a doubt who was calling Yan Xi.
She couldn't help but frown. With Fu Yan Ting's power and wealth, he wouldn't lack women. Why was he so fixated on Yan Xi?
Yan Xi was still struggling to accept the fact that Fu Yan Ting was the boss of the assassination organization. Fu Yan Ting called her at this moment, and Yan Xi answered the phone, asking in a detached and distant tone, "Is there something?"
"Miss Yan, Mr. Fu has been in a very serious car accident and is currently in the hospital for emergency treatment."