Save my man, why does he always turn out to be the savior?

Chapter 411 The Real World: Breakfast

Later, Su Yuanzhou rarely came back. It must have been because the Su family came to him and asked him to return to work at the Su Group.

They may have even threatened Su Yuanzhou with the safety of Shen Nansheng and Su Jinyue.

That's why Su Yuanzhou sent Shen Nansheng and Su Jinyue, siblings, back to China when Su Jinshi turned one year old.

However, something unexpected must have happened later. Perhaps things didn't go smoothly for Su Yuanzhou, and someone threatened his family.

Then, Shen Nansheng entrusted Su Jinyue and her brother to the ship's crew, faced the threat alone, and then fell into the water and disappeared.

Afterwards, Su Jinyue and her brother were sent to an orphanage by staff who were not being paid.

Shen Nansheng was rescued from the water by Shen Yansong. Because of amnesia, she started a new relationship with Shen Yansong.

Fu Cinian was also a bit troubled. If his aunt Nan Sheng really was Su Jinyue's biological mother, he didn't know what to do.

The other party has lost her memory now, and there is no guarantee that she won't remember it in the future. If she regains her memory, will she want to be with her uncle, or will she go back to find Su Jinyue's biological father?

What's worse is that Su Jinyue's father probably already knows about Su Nanqing's situation, and he might return to China. What if they run into each other?

Fu Cinian felt his mind was in turmoil, but he still tried his best to calmly ask Su Jinyue.

"Jinyue, what do you want to do?"

Su Jinyue shook her head, her expression somewhat blank and flustered: "I don't know."

Although I've regained my memories, what if I haven't?

It's obvious she and your uncle have a very good relationship. If I'm wrong and it causes them trouble, that wouldn't be good either.

Fu Cinian held Su Jinyue in his arms, drawing strength from her through this embrace.

He believed Su Jinyue; since she had already said it, it meant she was at least 80% certain.

His Jin Yue is still so kind.

"Let's not think about these things now. It's still early, let's sleep a little longer."

"I'll take you to the hospital first thing tomorrow morning, and I'll only feel at ease after the doctor has examined you."

"Mmm." Su Jinyue nestled comfortably in Fu Cinian's arms and closed her eyes.

Having just regained her memories, Su Jinyue was still reeling from the shocking news.

Perhaps it was because she had been thinking about it during the day that she dreamed about it at night. It was because she had seen Shen Nansheng during the day that Su Jinyue was stimulated and regained her memories.

Su Jinyue thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, but with Fu Cinian holding her in his arms and smelling his scent, she slept soundly for the rest of the night.

After getting up early, Su Jinyue washed up, got dressed, and went downstairs.

Breakfast was already laid out on the dining table in the living room downstairs. Su Jinyue glanced at the breakfast and noticed something different.

Su Jinyue also had breakfast at the old house. Fu's parents had a northern-style diet, and their breakfasts were usually very simple, such as soy milk and fried dough sticks, steamed buns and porridge.

But today's breakfast was noticeably different from usual. It was more southern in style, and the dishes were much more refined, with careful presentation.

Su Jinyue subconsciously walked towards the kitchen, only to see an unexpected person there: Nan Sheng.

She wore a fitted light-colored dress today, and perhaps because it was a bit cold, she also wore an outer cardigan over it.

On her slender wrist, Su Jinyue wore a jade bracelet, making it difficult to tell whether the bracelet or the skin on her arm was white.

Shen Nansheng was cooking porridge, stirring it constantly with a spoon in her hand.

Seeing Su Jinyue appear at the kitchen door, Shen Nansheng turned her head and gave a faint, gentle smile.

"Good morning. Are you hungry? There's breakfast on the table. You can eat first. My congee with preserved egg and lean pork will be ready soon."

Su Jinyue felt a little dazed. It was as if she had returned to her childhood, when her mother would cook in the kitchen and gently call her to eat.

Su Jinyue felt a pang of longing and nostalgia until Shen Nansheng called her again.

"Your name is Su Jinyue, right? Can I call you Yueyue? I don't know why, but I feel like we click."

Yueyue, this is the name her mother used to call her.

"Uh, of course, Auntie... Auntie."

As the two were talking, Shen Nansheng's porridge was ready, and she served it to them bowl by bowl.

Su Jinyue quickly stepped forward to help, carrying the porridge to the dining table outside.

"Aunt, we have servants at home, why are you making breakfast yourself?"

Shen Nansheng, holding the porridge, explained gently, "Yan Song has a bad stomach. He used to eat irregularly, which damaged his stomach."

So I've been making him breakfast every morning, hoping it will help him get better.

Besides, he's used to my breakfasts, and I'm worried he won't like them if someone else makes them.

Su Jinyue looked at Shen Nansheng, who was radiating happiness, as if she hadn't made breakfast, but rather her love for Shen Yansong.

After talking with her, Su Jinyue learned that she now makes a living by painting, and after more than ten years of hard work, she is now a painter with a small reputation.

However, Shen Nansheng has spent most of the past ten years in Europe with Shen Yansong, and the paintings she released were all under pseudonyms, so very few people know who she is.

Su Jinyue had never known that she could draw. In her childhood memories, her mother was always at home, busy with housework and taking care of her.

At that time, although her mother was smiling, Su Jinyue occasionally recalled that her mother would sometimes sit by the window, lost in thought and feeling forlorn.

The mother in Su Jinyue's memory was indeed not as vivid and happy as the current Shen Nansheng.

Just as Su Jinyue and Shen Nansheng brought the porridge to the table, Fu Cinian and Shen Yansong came downstairs, followed by Su Jinshi.

The uncle and nephew were chatting happily about something.

Shen Yansong relaxed and saw the breakfast on the table. He knew that Shen Nansheng had made it all. He walked to Shen Nansheng's side with some dissatisfaction, took her hand and said.

"Didn't I tell you? My stomach problems are cured a long time ago, so you don't need to get up early every day to make breakfast."

Look, your hands are all rough. These are the hands you use for painting. Other things can be done by others, so you don't have to do it all the time..."

Shen Nansheng smiled and said, "Okay, I understand, but I like cooking for you."

Shen Yansong fell silent, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Shen Nansheng with deep affection.

Shen Yansong and Shen Nansheng gazed at each other with deep affection, the atmosphere around them so intimate that no third person could possibly enter.

Fu Cinian and Su Jinyue, watching from the side, felt quite embarrassed. Fu Cinian coughed, which startled the two who were oblivious to their surroundings.

Seeing himself like this by the younger generation, Shen Yansong blushed a little. He let go of his wife and changed the subject.

"Oh dear, I'm really hungry. Let's eat breakfast quickly."

Shen Yansong sat down by himself, and then looked around before realizing that two people were missing.

"Hey, where are my sister and brother-in-law? Why haven't they come down yet? Did they oversleep?"