29: C29 Are Your Parents also in Cloud City?

C29 Are Your Parents also in Cloud City?

Old Madam Fu glanced at the butler and said in a low voice, "The two of them look quite similar, as if they were carved from the same mold."

Old Madam Fu pondered and slowly turned to look at Yan Shu.

"Have you washed your hands?" Yan Shu prepared delicious food. Before the two children came out, she walked to the bathroom door. Only then did she notice that there was another housekeeper in the ward, Lu Nian.

Yan Shu remembered Sui telling her that she was Little Bun's grandmother, which was also Fu Yunjian's mother.

"Old Madam Fu." Yan Shu politely greeted her.

Old Madam Fu smiled and did not say anything but kept looking at Yan Shu.

The two children were good at washing up and walked out one after the other. Yan Shu followed behind the two of them. When her gaze came into contact with Little Bun, she frowned.

She only felt that when the two children stood together, the size of their bodies really formed a sharp contrast.

Although Sui was a girl, she was clearly a bit fatter than Little Bun. Little Bun was too thin, and was far from being as healthy as Sui.

If she did not know Sui had congenital heart disease, she would definitely think that the one who was sick was Little Bun.

"Mommy, why didn't you make roasted chicken wings today? I really want to eat roasted chicken wings."

Sui climbed onto the bed and looked at the pigeon soup and a few vegetables on the table. She was a little dissatisfied and muttered.

"You can't eat such greasy food now. You have to eat light food." Yan Shu said and first served Yan Xiaosui a bowl of pigeon soup, "Drink some soup first."

Yan Xiaosui reached out to take the bowl and drank it immediately. Little Bun looked at her and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Yan Shu saw it and quickly poured a bowl of soup for Little Bun, "Drink slowly. This soup is a little hot."

Little Bun took the bowl, drank a mouthful, and then took a second sip.

In the end, before Yan Xiaosui finished the soup, Little Bun finished it first.

"You drank so fast?" Yan Shu saw the empty bowl in Little Bun's hand and was stunned. She reached out and took the bowl from Little Bun's hand. "Another bowl of soup?"

Little Bun nodded and the smile on his face was obvious.

Old Madam Fu, who was sitting on the sofa, saw this scene and looked at Yan Shu with a deeper meaning in her eyes.

Butler Lu Nian stood by the side and said in her ear, "Miss Yan seems to be working in Pearl Hotel."

"Really?" Old Madam Fu looked at Lu Nian with doubt, "How did you know?"

"Yesterday when young master was on the phone at home, I accidentally heard it." Lu Nian said this with a trace of guilt.

It was only because there were rules in Fu house that servants could not pay too much attention to their master's actions.

"When I was passing by, I accidentally heard the young master ask Special Assistant Zhang to settle Miss Yan's resignation procedures." Lu Nian narrated the origin of the matter.

"Can you be sure that she is the Miss Yan that Special Assistant Zhang mentioned?" Old Madam Fu asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Lu Nian nodded and repeated Yan Shu's name again. Her voice was a bit loud and Yan Shu heard it.

"Old Madam Fu, are you calling me?"

Yan Shu, who had her back to Old Madam Fu and Lu Nian, turned around and looked at them doubtfully.

"Yes." Old Madam Fu said and looked at the two children who were eating, especially Little Bun, who was eating excitedly.

"Miss Yan, did you cook these dishes yourself?"1

"These dishes were cooked by me and my family's nanny." Yan Shu noticed the probing look in Old Madam Fu and Lu Nian's eyes, "Sui is very picky about food, so it is harder for the nanny to handle her taste. So I will help her by the side."

"So that is the case." Old Madam Fu nodded her head and continued to ask, "Is Sui's parents also in City Y?"

"They are overseas." Yan Shu casually replied, "I am currently taking care of Sui. When they return, I can rest. After all, I am not married. Naturally, I have to help my sister."

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