Cannon fodder fake master was stunned after being reborn

Chapter 85.3

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After the performance, it was the highlight of the party.

The rope of destiny.

Shen Xingsui actually didn't have much interest in this. After all, he didn't really hope that the Goddess would randomly arrange someone for him to be his destined partner. However, it was a good omen to follow the custom here, so he still participated in the event.

There were many long threads on the table. Shen Xingsui walked among them and picked up a rope at random. According to the regulations, he needed to tie a wooden token to the rope and hang it on the tree, waiting for the torch to burn. When it's over, he can take the token down and see who the other half is tied to the same rope as yourself.

Shen Xingchen came over and said, "The two of us won't take the same one, right?"

Shen Xingsui was really baffled by his brother's miraculous train of thoughts. "The Goddess probably wouldn't make such an arrangement."

Shen Xingchen just teased him, and soon went to play with others.

It was getting late, Shen Xingsui remembered an important matter. After finishing the wooden plaque, he went to the staff to ask the time. Hearing that it was almost ten o'clock, he felt a little anxious.

Anyway, there was nothing to do next, and the live broadcast was almost over, so he asked for a leave. He sneaked back to the small yard where he lived, and borrowed the small kitchen from the owner.

So when the guests found out that Shen Xingsui was missing, it was already past eleven o'clock.

The director said, "Everyone has worked hard. Suisui has already gone back first, everyone should go back to rest."

It's like when everyone was divided into groups at the beginning, Fu Jinxiao and Shen Xingsui shared a courtyard. When Fu Jinxiao walked back slowly, he found that the light in Shen Xingsui's bedroom was not on, but the kitchen was still on.

When he walked in, he found that a pot was steaming hot, and Shen Xingsui was filling something into the pot.

Fu Jinxiao was a little surprised, "What are you doing?"

"You're back!" Shen Xingsui exclaimed, almost burned his trembling hand as a result. He said, "Sit in the yard for a while, and I'll be there soon."

Fu Jinxiao took a closer look, and found that Shen Xingsui was actually cooking noodles. There were no packaged dried noodles in this small yard. There was, however, a pot of flour on the table not far away, and there were various traces of the making of hand-rolled noodles. From the look of the dough, it was well-proportioned albeit a little rough. There's also a hard-boiled egg and chopped green onion on this bowl of noodles.

Fu Jinxiao suddenly guessed something, his eyes darkened, but the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, "Grandma told you?"

Shen Xingsui nodded slightly, but was a little nervous, "I'm sorry...I knew it secretly without telling you..."

"No need to apologize," Fu Jinxiao stood under the light. Rather than the usual indifference in his eyes, he actually showed a gentle smile. "Instead, I want to thank you."

Shen Xingsui breathed a sigh of relief.

That's right, today is Fu Jinxiao's birthday and also the anniversary of his biological mother's death.

For a long time, in order to avoid this matter, the Fu family has always postponed Fu Jinxiao's birthday celebration by more than ten days – this even included Fu Jinxiao's "public" birthdate.