Don't You Dare Smile at Them

"Okay," the rice shop owner obediently complied.

Sheng Xiangsi looked dumbfounded...

Fu Hanjiang suddenly turned around and looked at her. "What are you standing there for? Pay!"

"Huh? Oh, okay."

Sheng Xiangsi hurriedly took out her phone. "Let me scan the code, and I'll transfer the money for the rice to you..."

"Alright."

Fu Hanjiang looked on coldly as the rice shop owner's gaze never left Sheng Xiangsi's face—was she a fool? She didn't even notice?

"Hurry up!"

Does it take this long just to pay?

"Done."

Sheng Xiangsi smiled apologetically at the shop owner. "Thank you."

"No, no need to thank me..."

The rice shop owner glanced at Fu Hanjiang, intending to ask, "Xiangsi, he, is he...?"

"Are you not leaving yet?"

Fu Hanjiang glanced at him coldly, sharp as a knife.

The shop owner was frightened and immediately stopped asking, "Then, Xiangsi, I'll, I'll go now..."

"Alright, take care."

Sheng Xiangsi waved awkwardly at the shop owner.

"What are you looking at?"

Fu Hanjiang was annoyed. Just like a boiled chicken, standing there without a purpose, what was there to look at?

And that lollipop in her mouth, he'd been irritated by it for a while!

When Sheng Xiangsi turned back around, Fu Hanjiang reached out, snatched the lollipop from her mouth, and casually threw it into the dirty drain on the roadside.

"!" Sheng Xiangsi was inexplicably horrified. "What are you doing?"

"What are you yelling for?"

Fu Hanjiang had endured it for too long. Whatever candy that guy gave her, she dared to eat! Finally, he threw it away, satisfying!

He squinted at Sheng Xiangsi. "Cheap candy, with a cheap taste, not allowed to eat!"

Huh? Sheng Xiangsi was speechless, not knowing what to say.

Did he eat it? What did it matter if it was cheap or not? What did it have to do with him?

Seeing Sheng Xiangsi fuming, Fu Hanjiang became even more displeased. "Who is that person? What's your relationship? You're angry because I threw away the lollipop he gave you?"

"What relationship?"

Sheng Xiangsi was puzzled. "He's the owner of the rice shop, I buy rice from him. He kindly gave me candy, and you threw it away. Should I be happy?"

"Is that all?" Fu Hanjiang narrowed his eyes, pressing on.

"What all?" Sheng Xiangsi still didn't understand.

Alright.

Fu Hanjiang figured it out. It was just that the guy was enthusiastic, and she was just appreciative.

He smirked, bent down, and picked up a box. "Hurry up and come help!"

"Uh... okay."

Sheng Xiangsi turned around silently, thinking—didn't she ask him for help?

Fu Hanjiang had already picked up two boxes. Pointing at her, he said, "Bring the bag of rice, and carry those two fruit baskets yourself!"

After saying that, he felt his tone might have been too harsh.

He asked again, "Can you manage?"

"Yes, I can."

Sheng Xiangsi nodded and followed his instructions.

But she was a little worried. "Is yours too heavy?"

In her memory, she had never seen Master Fu do such physical work.

"Is this considered heavy?"

Fu Hanjiang scoffed contemptuously. "And you call this heavy?" He walked ahead. "Hurry up! Don't drag your feet!"

Even his back exuded anger.

Then don't carry it; who told him to carry it? Sheng Xiangsi was also speechless. It was him who was carrying it, and he was the one getting angry.

Carrying the fruit basket, Sheng Xiangsi followed behind him.

Surprisingly, Fu Hanjiang had quite a bit of strength. Carrying such heavy things, they went from the entrance of the alley to the fifth floor in one go.

"Hurry up! Open the door!"

"Oh, okay."

Sheng Xiangsi hurried forward to open the door. Fu Hanjiang stepped in and placed the items on the ground. He was tired and stood there, adjusting his breath.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Sheng Xiangsi looked at him. "Do you want some water? Or should I wipe your sweat?"

"Bring it."

Fu Hanjiang was satisfied.

"What?" Sheng Xiangsi was confused.

"A towel!"

Fu Hanjiang glared at her. "How else do you expect me to wipe my sweat? Let it air dry?"

"Oh! I'll get it!"

Sheng Xiangsi hurried into the bathroom, grabbed a clean towel, and handed it to him. "Here, it's clean, I've washed and dried it."

Fu Hanjiang frowned, staring at her.

"?" Sheng Xiangsi didn't understand. What had she done to upset Master Fu again?

"Tsk." Fu Hanjiang clicked his tongue, displeased. "You want me to wipe myself?"

He raised his hands. "Look, carrying these things, they're all covered in dust! How do you expect me to wipe? Rub dust all over my face?"

"Then..."

Sheng Xiangsi wasn't sure. "Should I wipe you?"

She regretted saying it as soon as it came out. Master Fu hated it when she said such things.

"Then..."

"Hurry up!"

But unexpectedly, Fu Hanjiang glanced at her and urged her, "Wipe it! What kind of crappy building doesn't even have an elevator!"

Seeing Sheng Xiangsi not moving, he became even more annoyed. "Wipe it, what are you standing there for?"

"Oh, okay." Sheng Xiangsi nodded blankly, raised her hand, and approached him.

There was still a certain height difference between the two, especially when she wasn't wearing high heels, she was more than a head shorter than him.

There was no choice. With Sheng Xiangsi tiptoeing, Fu Hanjiang took the initiative to bend down, clearing his throat.

"Can you reach?"

"Yeah."

Sheng Xiangsi nodded, taking the towel to wipe his sweat.

The towel emitted a faint fragrance, similar to her scent.

Fu Hanjiang couldn't help but feel a little dizzy. Being so close, he could clearly see her features—clear, clean, flawless, as if there were no pores or blemishes, tender as if water could be squeezed out of her.

His throat rolled unconsciously, and the itchiness returned to his throat...

But Sheng Xiangsi didn't look at him, focusing intently on wiping his sweat, very obedient and quiet.

It turned out that she had this side to her.

In his impression, she wasn't like this.

In his impression, she was always shouting at him,constantly questioning him.

"Fu Hanjiang, did you meet with Tian Xin today?"

"Fu Hanjiang, what time are you coming back today?"

"Fu Hanjiang, who's that girl you were talking to today? Tell me!"

"Fu Hanjiang, you're not allowed to look at other girls, you're not allowed to smile at them, got it?"

...

If, at that time, she had been as obedient as she is now... would things between them have been different?

"Done."

Sheng Xiangsi put down the towel and took a step back.

Instantly, Fu Hanjiang snapped out of it, feeling that it wasn't as wonderful as before, feeling a bit empty.

"Do you want some water?" Sheng Xiangsi was oblivious, she took the towel and went to pour him some water, "I only have water here."

"Yeah, okay."

Fu Hanjiang watched her back. "Can I borrow your bathroom?"

"It's on the left."

Fu Hanjiang turned and entered the bathroom. When he came out, he took off his coat and casually placed it on the sofa.

But he saw Sheng Xiangsi looking at him apologetically, "Sorry, I don't have any extra cups here. Shall I go down and buy you a bottle of water?"

No cups?

Fu Hanjiang pointed to the table, at a lemon-yellow mug, "Isn't this one?"

"This is..."

...mine!

Before she could finish, Fu Hanjiang had already picked up the mug, raised his neck, and drank from it.

Sheng Xiangsi was speechless, but well... since he was drinking, he might as well. She'd wash it clean later.

After finishing the water, Fu Hanjiang put down the mug and looked at Sheng Xiangsi's round face, realizing belatedly, "Is this yours?"