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nFu Ying was unhappy. Why was he hopeless?

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nCouldn’t he cook for Mo Rao every day in the future?

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nAfter Mo Rao went to the washroom, she sat alone in the living room. Because Fu Ying was in the kitchen, she did not want to go in again.

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nAfter a while, Shen Feng walked out with a bowl of freshly cooked dumplings and called out to Mo Rao, “Rao Rao, come and try it.”

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nMo Rao quickly walked over. Shen Feng scooped a dumpling with a spoon, blew it until it was cold, and handed it to Mo Rao.

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nMo Rao took it and tested that it was not hot before eating it. Although the meat filling was still a little hot, the taste was really delicious.

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nAnd the juice of the dumplings was very good.

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n“It’s so delicious!” Mo Rao praised generously.

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nShen Feng smiled. “It’s good that it’s delicious. Eat a few more.”

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nLiu Yun walked out of the kitchen and smiled when she saw this scene.

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nHowever, Fu Ying felt very aggrieved. It seemed like Mo Rao and Shen Feng were a couple.

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n“Hurry up and wrap them. There’s not much left.” Liu Yun immediately urged when she saw Fu Ying’s gaze.

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n“Okay.” In front of Liu Yun, Fu Ying did not dare to lose his temper. He could only lower his head and continue making dumplings.

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nThe other three were busy with other matters.

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nMo Rao asked obediently, “Grandma, is there anything else I can do? Just tell me!”

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nLiu Yun replied with a smile, “Then help me place the dishes and cutlery!”

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n“Okay!” Mo Rao immediately stood up and went to the kitchen to take out bowls and chopsticks from the cabinet.

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nFu Ying looked at her. She seemed to be very familiar with this place, even more familiar than him.

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nLiu Yun watched as Mo Rao went to the dining room to set up the dishes before saying to Fu Ying calmly, “The number of times you came here to see me is not even half of Rao Rao’s. As long as she has time, she will come over to chat with me, eat with me, and watch television with me. You probably don’t know any of this.”

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nFu Ying was silent. He really did not know and had never cared about this.

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nLiu Yun continued, “Fu Ying, your grandmother, parents, and I like Rao Rao. It’s not just because her parents are indebted to the Fu family, but because we really like her. She’s very kind, gentle, and meticulous. She knows how to take care of everyone’s emotions, but she always makes herself suffer instead. We feel sorry for her. You’re really unworthy of her.”

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nIn Liu Yun’s mind, her grandson, Fu Ying, was naturally a very outstanding man.

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nBut his excellence was in terms of his status and ability, not in terms of relationships.

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nFu Ying was simply a scum when it came to relationships.

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nHe did not know how to cherish Mo Rao, who was so good.

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nFu Ying could not help but look in the direction of the dining room. Mo Rao was happily setting the dishes.

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nHe rarely really cared about her, but she really treated his family as her own.

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nAfter Fu Ying finished wrapping the dumplings, Liu Yun said calmly, “Go to the bathroom and wash your hands. It’s not convenient to wash the vegetables here.”

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n“Okay.” Fu Ying could only go to the washroom.

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nUnexpectedly, the sink was already occupied by Mo Rao. She had just set the table when she felt like going to the bathroom again. She had probably drunk too much water.

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nSeeing Fu Ying enter and his hands covered in meat stuffing, Mo Rao washed her hands faster. “I’ll be done soon.”

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n“There’s no hurry.” Unexpectedly, Fu Ying actually pressed himself against Mo Rao’s back. His broad chest and her slender back were pressed tightly together. A familiar clear fragrance wafted over, making Mo Rao blush.

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nFu Ying looked at Mo Rao, whose face was already red, in the mirror and said in a low voice, “Help me wash it.”

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n“Wash your hands yourself. I won’t help.” Although Mo Rao was a little flustered, she was still very rational.

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n“It’s not convenient for me to wash it. How will I use the hand soap? When the time comes, the meat stuffing will stick to the bottle. It’ll be very unclean.” Fu Ying found a dignified reason.

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nMo Rao was really speechless. That was inconvenient?

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nShe refused. “Then wash the bottle afterward.”

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n“I find it troublesome. If you don’t help me wash it, I won’t let you go out.” Fu Ying started to act shamelessly again.

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nHis tall figure towered over Mo Rao. From the door, one could not tell that Mo Rao was in his arms.

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nMo Rao could not help but scold angrily, “Fu Ying, you’re really a pervert. Why are you so shameless?”

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nHe even had to force her to wash his hands!

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nFu Ying was not angry. He smiled and looked at Mo Rao in the mirror. Her face was so cute that he wanted to kiss her. He said lazily, “Aren’t you hungry? Hurry up and help me wash them. After that, we’ll go eat.”

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nMo Rao was indeed a little hungry. Moreover, it was not good to keep staying here. She could only puff up her cheeks and help Fu Ying wash his hands roughly.

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