s underway, and even a taxi driver stopped to watch. The live radio commentary crackled with excitement. Fu Yan silenced her phone, watching the screen while simultaneously listening to the commentato..."You like grandpa."

Sunlight streamed through the glasshouse roof, warm and inviting. Fu Hanlin stood bathed in the light, for a moment merging with its brilliance.

Fu Yan narrowed her eyes and didn't notice the depth in Fu Hanlin's gaze when he said that.

Fu Hanlin indeed had a way of soothing people's emotions. Fu Yan accompanied him for a stroll in the garden, and her original anxiety and guilt disappeared.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious, with half of the dishes personally prepared by Old Master Fu.

Master Fu sat in the middle, with Fu Hanlin and Fu Yan sitting on either side of him. An unsuspecting person might think that Fu Hanlin had brought his girlfriend home.

"Hey girl, try some steamed chicken. See if it tastes authentic"

Old Master Fu used his public chopsticks to give Fu Yan a piece of chicken leg.

Fu Yan tasted it, gave a thumbs-up, and said with satisfaction, “It’s very chicken-flavored!”

Mr. Fu laughed heartily, "It's been a long time since I've heard such words. My wife loved to eat my poached chicken when she was alive, and she always said it had a strong chicken flavor."

When he spoke of his late wife, his eyes welled up. Fu Yan looked on with a tight throat and a pang of heartache in her chest.

She forced down her emotions, and said with a relaxed smile, "Grandpa, why don't you teach me how to do it"

What do you want to learn

She nodded.

"Old Master Fu looked at her with a smile that wasn't quite a smile. "If you want to eat it, just come to the house often. I'll make it for you. Girls shouldn't go into the kitchen,"

Fu Yan is not a naive and innocent person. Although Mr. Fu spoke indirectly, he still wanted to bring her and Fu Hanlin together.

I didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Fu Hanlin poured a bowl of old fire soup in front of him, "Grandpa, don't scare her."

"Oh, Mr. Fu still has a soft spot for the ladies" Old Master Fu feigned surprise.

Fu Hanlin remained impassive. "They're just being kind by coming to have dinner with you."

"I didn't say anything, how did I scare her Didn't I, girl" Old Master Fu turned his head to look at Fu Yan.

On one side is her own big boss, and on the other is Grandpa Fu, who's like a mischievous old man. Fu Yan can't afford to offend either of them.

But if it comes to status, you definitely shouldn't offend Grandpa Fu.

She nodded reluctantly, smiling and saying, "Yes."

After dinner, Fu's driver sent Yao back.

Master Fu personally sent Fu Yan onto the carriage at the front door, and they exchanged contact information, inviting Fu Yan to visit his home anytime. He also made her a white-steamed chicken.

Not until the car was out of sight did Old Master Fu turn to Fu Hánlín, saying meaningfully, "If you like her, why not go after her"

"No." Fu Hanlin said in a flat tone.

Master Fu wore an expression of understanding, and let out a hearty chuckle: "You're putting up a good front, but I raised you myself. Do you think I wouldn't know you"

She doesn't like me.

The man pursed his lips.

"Have you found someone you like"

Fu Hanlin said nothing.

He snorted and said, "She said she's single. If there's someone she likes, it's probably unrequited love. With her good qualities, if she's still single, it means the other person isn't a good match for her at all. If you want to pursue her, grandpa will help you."

Fu Hanlin frowned, "No need."

His gaze fell on his grandfather's eager expression, and he added, "I have to chase myself."Aji slowly pushed the wheelchair. It had stopped raining, and the butler hurried forward to take over Aji's work.