Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

The three of them turned their gaze to the doorway and saw Lin Yuanqing carrying some things as she came in.

Lin Yuanqing was visibly stunned when she saw Fu Sichen, but she quickly recovered and entered the room with a smile on her face. "Sichen? What brings you here? I didn't know, and Brother Nan didn't mention it either."

Lin Yuanqing's use of "Brother Nan" wasn't intentionally meant to disgust Fu Sichen. It's just that she hasn't dared to call him by his name in recent years. Over time, it's become a habit, a deep-seated fear. Even if she wanted to deliberately call him "Shi Nan," she wouldn't dare to do it in front of him.

But this very title, which Lin Yuanqing subconsciously dared not overstep, had a completely different meaning in Fu Sichen's ears.

Brother Nan.

The nickname she used to use, once so sweet in her heart, is now so heartbreaking.

To her, he was defined as an older brother, and the fact that they could still exchange a few words when they met was the best sign that all past grievances had been forgiven.

But Lin Yuanqing's address of "Brother Nan" was far from the truth.

Although they were never married, every inch of his body bore Lin Yuanqing's mark.

The entanglements between men and women are always subtly embedded in the details of daily life.

"Si Chen came to see me. Why didn't you two tell me you were coming back?" Ding Jing chimed in. She wasn't too happy with Lin Yuanqing, but the woman had toned it down in recent years. Every time she came back with Shi Nan, she would carefully watch his expression.

Ding Jing wasn't really keen on getting involved in things between young people; she'd always kept quiet about it before. He'd been single for so many years, and in the end, it was still her.

If the two of them are willing, she, as the mother, is unwilling to be the bad guy again.

Ding Jing was naturally unaware of the rift between Lin Yuanqing and Fu Sichen. After all, the two didn't seem to have much interaction, and even if Shi Nan had had some thoughts about it, Sichen was already married.

"He has an event tomorrow, and he didn't want to come over again tomorrow because of the time constraints," Lin Yuanqing explained. If it weren't for this reason, he probably wouldn't have asked her to come.

Lin Yuanqing secretly observed Yu Shinan's expression. From Ding Jing's words, it seemed that Yu Shinan was unaware that Fu Sichen was coming.

However, she couldn't relax because of this; her womanly sixth sense made her pores open, ready to fight at any moment.

"I didn't expect you to come back, so I didn't tell you Si Chen was coming. It's good that we bumped into each other." Ding Jing glanced at the things in Lin Yuanqing's hands. "Don't buy things every time you come. I can't eat that much, it's all a waste."

"Then you can pick and eat whatever you like." Lin Yuanqing smiled affectionately and snuggled up to Ding Jing.

Ding Jing felt uncomfortable; Lin Yuanqing's kiss was...

When Si Chen clung to her arm and acted coquettishly, asking her to cook something delicious and saying intimate things, Ding Jing felt very natural. She didn't have a daughter and longed for such a charming girl, who could act coquettishly and playfully.

But when her son actually brought a daughter-in-law home, she felt it wasn't the right thing to do. A daughter-in-law is a daughter-in-law; she can't be treated like a daughter.

"Si Chen, have you met her? She's your brother Nan's girlfriend, Lin Yuanqing."

Ding Jing turned to introduce Si Chen to the person, and casually pulled her arm away, pulling Si Chen to her side, "This is Si Chen, Shi Nan's sister."

"We've met before." Before Si Chen could speak, Lin Yuanqing said, "Si Chen used to frequent the Silver Bay Hotel, right?"

"Yes, I've seen them a few times."

Fu Sichen looked away, not wanting to continue the awkward small talk, and asked Ding Jing if she needed anything else so she could help make dumplings.

"Why does this outfit look so familiar?" Lin Yuanqing suddenly asked.

Wearing her clothes was already disgusting enough; if he knew she was coming, Fu Sichen would rather wear his own wet clothes than wear hers.

Feeling a little embarrassed by the question, she said, "My clothes are wet, can I borrow them for a bit? Please don't mind..."

"Her clothes got wet from the spray, so I found her some clothes to wear," Yu Shinan said, glancing at Lin Yuanqing with a warning look in his eyes.

"Hey, it's just a piece of clothing, it's no big deal," Lin Yuanqing said with a smile. "Si Chen looks better in this than I do."

With a few words, this matter is considered closed.

Everyone else seemed indifferent, but Fu Sichen felt a burning pain both inside and out.

This outfit was worn by Lin Yuanqing before. Given the level of intimacy between the two, it's impossible that nothing purely happened.

She could stop herself from caring about other people's love lives, but she couldn't help but imagine the scene of the clothes being peeled off Lin Yuanqing's body at times like this.

The three women were making dumplings together when Yu Shinan went outside to make a phone call.

Jiang Zhi was waiting outside. Yu Shinan glanced at him, his face expressionless. "Why did you bring her here?"

"It was Brother Cui on the phone. She said she wants to accompany you to the event tomorrow to avoid gossip," Jiang Zhi said respectfully. "There are quite a few people invited to tomorrow's event, and Brother Cui asked me to go with you."

Yu Shinan understood that this wouldn't normally be a big deal, but for some reason, seeing Lin Yuanqing made him feel inexplicably irritable.

Fu Sichen didn't want to talk. If Ding Jing hadn't been there, she would have left under some pretext.

She wasn't very skilled at making dumplings, but she was good at rolling out the dough quickly and in round shapes, though her palms would hurt a little after a while.

Lin Yuanqing wasn't very good at making dumplings, so she just helped by rolling out the dough and then kept talking.

"What's so great about these wild vegetable dumplings? Mom, let me tell you, mackerel dumplings are especially delicious. I'll bring some filling next time I come over," Lin Yuanqing deliberately tried to find something to say.

"Si Chen can find that kind of food anywhere, but she might not be able to find these wild vegetables. Let her have something new to eat." Ding Jing chuckled, subtly cutting her off. "If you don't like it, see what else you want to eat and get it yourself."

The voice was smiling, but the meaning behind the words was that they wouldn't serve you.

Lin Yuanqing's smile froze.

"I like it too, how could I not like it?"

Fu Sichen stopped what he was doing. "Auntie, is that enough?"

"That's about it." Ding Jing looked at her pair of fair little hands. "You're pretty good at rolling out dough."

"That's all I've learned, it's from..." Nan-ge taught me.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but Fu Sichen swallowed them back.

Ding Jing told her to rest for a while, as there was only a little left.

Fu Sichen got up and washed his hands. He didn't usually do this kind of work, so his hands were soft and had no calluses at all. Rolling out the dough required a lot of force, and there was a spot on his palm that was a little itchy.

She soaked her hands in the water. The man's shirt was large, and she rolled up the sleeves several times, making her arms look even more slender.

She washed her hands, and sure enough, her palms were red. Fu Sichen dried her hands, and she reached out to try on her dress. It wasn't completely dry, but it was fine, almost dry.

She took off her dress, but still wanted to change her clothes.

Yu Shinan talked with Jiang Zhi for a while, and when he came back, it was almost time. Lin Yuanqing and Ding Jing were bringing dumplings into the kitchen.

Ding Jing asked him to bring out an earthen stove for stewing chicken. Yu Shinan agreed and went back to his room to change his clothes first.