Love You Till the End

Chapter 593 - 680: It’s Just Liking You, So What If I Take a Look?

"Alright."

Feng Jiu Mei curled his lips into a smile, staring at her intently for a few seconds before turning around.

His figure was tall and straight, even just from his back one could imagine that extraordinarily handsome face sculpted by the gods.

Without waiting for Feng Jiu Mei to bring over the juice, Shen Cheng walked towards the kitchen.

Wen Wan was busy in the kitchen, sunlight streaming through the window and bathing her in a radiant glow, as if she were coated in a dazzling sheen.

Shen Cheng leaned against the door, quietly watching her.

Beautiful.

That was her sole impression.

After quite a while, Wen Wan noticed someone at the doorway. She turned her head to see Shen Cheng, her eyebrows knitting together, "When did you get here?"

Shen Cheng hooked her lips into a smile, "For over ten minutes now."

Wen Wan’s frown deepened, "You’ve been here so long, why didn’t you call me?"

"You seemed so focused, I didn’t want to disturb you," Shen Cheng said as she slowly stepped into the kitchen, "Is there anything else that needs to be done? I can help."

"Just sit outside, you don’t need to help here."

As a daughter-in-law herself once, Wen Wan knew exactly how to manage the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship; being kind to the daughter-in-law was equivalent to treating her son well.

If possible, she would want her daughter-in-law to not endure even the slightest hurt or fatigue.

Having washed and dried her hands, Wen Wan was about to usher Shen Cheng out, when Feng Jiu Mei walked in from outside at just that moment, blocking the kitchen door.

He held a glass of juice in one hand and his other hand in his pocket, his stylish appearance compelling enough to warrant a second glance from anyone.

"Orange juice."

He handed her the glass, his thin lips curving into a perfect arc.

The smile was just right, becoming even more charming under the sunlight.

"Thanks."

Shen Cheng took the orange juice and took a small sip from the rim of the glass.

Feng Jiu Mei leaned against the door frame, watching her, a profound laughter coloring his deep, fathomless eyes.

Feeling uneasy under his gaze, Shen Cheng helplessly furrowed her brows, "Is it really okay for you to watch your sister-in-law like this?"

19870421, 19880202.

She still remembered the Charming Nine Sect’s password very clearly.

If she guessed correctly, the first one should be Feng Jiu Mei’s birthdate.

That meant he was Shi Yu’s brother.

Feng Jiu Mei lifted his lips into a smile, "I’m simply admiring you, liking you—that’s all. What’s wrong with looking?"

Shen Cheng gave him a cool side glance, then fell silent.

She turned to put the glass on the countertop, rolling up her sleeves, ready to start making dumplings.

Wen Wan quickly stopped her, glancing at her and then at Feng Jiu Mei, "You two should go out and talk, it’s too smoky in the kitchen."

"I don’t want to talk to him."

Shen Cheng spoke and grabbed a dumpling wrapper.

Seeing this, Wen Wan thought it best not to say more and gestured Feng Jiu Mei with her eyes to leave.

Yet, Feng Jiu Mei stood still, lips slightly curved, "I’ll watch you make them."

Shen Cheng: "..."

Sure enough, they’re true brothers – both have such thick skins!

"You..."

Wen Wan, finding herself at a loss, had no choice but to let him be.

Feng Jiu Mei leaned lazily by the door, his gaze never leaving Shen Cheng.

Just as Shen Cheng placed the meat filling on the dumpling wrapper, Feng Jiu Mei commented in a nonchalant voice, "You’ve put too much."

His voice was pleasant, carrying a teasing note.

Upon hearing this, Shen Cheng glared at him unhappily, "It’s not for you, so it’s none of your business if I put too much or too little."

After saying that, she added more filling to the wrapper, felt it wasn’t enough, and added even more until the dumpling was bulging.