Shuishui was eating the chewy beef tendon pills. There were some good ones in the supermarket.
She also tried the chili sauce and took a deep breath. "Wow, not bad. It tastes good."
Shuishui blinked her eyes. The spiciness was too strong. She did not like it because it was too heavy for a nighttime meal. As she ate the other dishes, Shuishui suddenly remembered that there were still fans left. She took them out and put them into the pot.
"Shuishui, do you really like eating fans? Every time you cook something, you add fans. The noodles are also not bad. Why haven't I seen them before?" Mu Zilin started to ridicule Shuishui. Shuishui ate fans almost every day. Who would not get tired of it? He didn't really enjoy eating fans.
No one paid attention to Mu Zilin. Mu Zilin continued, "This hot pot is pretty light. Don't tell me you make such light food. I remember that you like to eat heavy flavors."
"There's a difference between cooking and liking it. Besides, I don't need to learn how to cook like a chef. I just need to know how to cook." Shuishui also took cooking for granted. She really didn't want to put in the effort in learning how to cook. She could cook good food. She believed that she did not need to be highly skilled at it.
Mu Ziyu looked at Mu Zilin. "Why do you want Shuishui to be good at cooking? It's already good enough for you to eat it, yet you're so picky."
Shuishui nodded. "Picky? Who allowed you to be picky? Besides, I haven't asked you to cook for me yet."
She picked up a piece of beef and placed it into Mu Zilin's bowl. "Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and eat yours."
Shuishui had always been outspoken with Mu Zilin. Mu Ziyu suddenly felt a little envious of the way Qian Shuishui and his younger brother got along. They were very natural and very familiar with each other, and they talked without any scruples. He and Shuishui, on the other hand, were separated by an unbreakable wall. No matter what, they would feel a little awkward. They were unfamiliar with each other. He had never pursued a girl before, but he had decided that he would use his own heart to slowly understand Shuishui and to not be too eager.
Shuishui's personality was also relatively slow to warm up to, so Mu Ziyu's approach was good. If he approached Shuishui in an overly eager manner, she might dislike and loathe him.
When they finished the hot pot, they cleaned up the mess together. Shuishui checked her phone. She initially didn't want to look at it, but a report had popped up on her phone's screen. Her sharp eyes saw the headline typed in bold letters, so she picked up her phone and looked at it. It was in the business section. She quickly noticed it because she had seen her father's name.
She looked carefully. It wasn't a big deal. The article discussed a misunderstanding concerning a few entrepreneurs who allegedly bribed high-level officials. The entrepreneurs' names were exposed, and her father's name was right at the front. But since it was a misunderstanding, it would not be a big deal. She closed the article and returned to her affairs.
Shuishui watched as the brothers washed the pots. Mu Ziyu still looked fine and elegant, but Mu Zilin looked angry. He frowned and ungracefully tackled the bowls and the chopsticks.
The brothers soon finished cleaning up. Shuishui did not keep them. She walked them to the door and watched them enter the elevator. She then closed and locked the door, took a shower, read a few pages, and went to sleep.
"Having siblings—I'm not blessed enough to experience it." Shuishui subconsciously envied the two brothers. "But it's good to be alone. It has its own benefits."
She was very open-minded. She walked to the bathroom with her clean pajamas.
The two brothers got in the car and drove home.
Mu Zilin patted his stomach. "I ate a little too much today. Shuishui is a really good cook. She would be a good girlfriend. It's a pity that I don't like her, and she doesn't like me either. I don't know why, but I always have an inexplicable feeling for her. It's definitely not love. Brother, you said that Shuishui and I might get to know each other better when we grow older, like what happens in TV dramas. When we are almost thirty, we might suddenly realize that we like each other and that we're very suitable for each other." Mu Zilin pondered and tsk-tsked at the idea.
Mu Ziyu responded to Mu Zilin very seriously. "Let's talk about the future in the future. Besides, what happens in TV dramas are all lies."
Zilin was rendered speechless by Ziyu's response. "Um."
"Zilin, you're still young. Don't think too much about this." Mu Ziyu didn't want his younger brother to think about such things.
Mu Zilin was relatively simple-minded. He didn't think too much about how his brother responded. Zilin felt that he was just casually saying it. He had not really considered being in a relationship with Shuishui. If he had noticed anything unusual, he would have said it already. He had really not paid attention.