Qin Weiqian was as stupid as a wooden chicken!

"Why did you say it to me?"

Xu Yan said: "How do you know that Feng Jiuci is so successful when you haven't tried it?"

Qin Weiqian was speechless. She really didn't want to discuss this kind of issue with Xu Yan, and said impatiently: "Okay, I don't want to talk to you anymore. Is there anything else? If not, I will hang up the phone."

"Wait, why are you doing so fast? I haven't figured it out yet. Tell me honestly, have you tried it?" Xu Yan held on to this question.

Qin Weiqian was also lucky and said patiently: "Are you really idle and have nothing to do? If so, please turn on your phone and play two games by yourself. I'm really sleepy."

"Pretending, just pretend hard, you obviously don't want to answer. I don't understand you yet, so I must be guilty." Xu Yan had already seen through everything, opened a bottle of milk and complained: "By the way, there is another thing I want to tell you, Qi Ziheng came to me today, and it was your business."

"What did he say?" Qin Weiqian was curious.

Xu Yan said: "Next Saturday is not your birthday. I want to ask you to have a meal and tell me not to tell you and trick you out for dinner. I thought it was not very kind. If you have something to do, wouldn't he prepare a dinner in vain? I heard that the top Michelin chef was invited to take charge of the spoon himself and spent a lot of money..."

When Qin Weiqian heard this, her beautiful eyes flashed, and her mood was very complicated: "Can you let him be prepared? I just say I am not free."

"No, you can tell him this, and I remember that when you were together, he celebrated your birthday." Xu Yan said this, and her voice suddenly became much softer: "I'm afraid he is the only one who can remember your birthday besides me."

Qin Weiqian was silent and suddenly didn't know what to say. In short, her mood was very complicated.

Xu Yan saw that it was getting too late and said, "Go to bed, I won't bother you anymore."

"Okay." Qin Weiqian replied softly, lying motionless on the bed.

To be honest, Feng Jiuci’s house is really big, beautiful, and the room is very spacious, making it super comfortable to live in.

The bed is very soft, at least the bed where Qin Wei slept shallowly compare with it.

But... thinking that she might be bullied by Feng Jiuci at any time after moving in, Qin Weiqian felt uncomfortable all over. She buried her head in the quilt and slept until dawn.

Lin Cong came to urge the artwork, which made Qin Weiqian not have time to make breakfast, so she got up early in the morning to make pictures.

Fortunately, Doudou is a smart child. Seeing Qin Weiqian busy, she didn’t make noise or make noise, she quietly cooked millet porridge, and after cooking, she also gave Qin Weiqian a portion.

"Thank you Doudou." Qin Weiqian was very happy and hugged the little guy and kissed him.

Doudou said: "Mommy, this is cooked by me myself, you can't ignore it."

"I'll eat it now." Qin Weiqian picked up the spoon and took a big bite, and praised Doudou several times.

The little guy was full of heart, smiled sweetly, and his giggling sounded crisp and nice.

When Feng Jiuci got up, he saw the mother and son sitting in the living room drinking porridge. He smiled silly than the other, his eyes were bent, but he was warmed by this very ordinary scene, and his chest was warm, which made him feel very comfortable.

He walked over and asked, "What are you eating, laughing so happily?"

When Doudou saw Feng Jiuci coming, he immediately said, "Uncle Feng, Doudou has cooked millet porridge. Do you want to taste it?"

"You can make porridge?" Feng Jiuci was very surprised.

Doudou nodded: "Of course."

"I can't tell that you are so smart." Feng Jiuci couldn't help but praise.

Doudou muttered: "Does Uncle Feng mean I usually look stupid?"

"Absolutely." The man said as he walked into the kitchen: "I'll try what the porridge you make is like."

"It must be better than Uncle Feng's made." Doudou was full of confidence.

Feng Jiuci just smiled. Judging from the appearance of this porridge, it was really not delicious.

Feng Jiuci also made half a bowl of it, took a bite, and the porridge... melted in the mouth, and the heat was surprisingly just right!

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Doudou asked naively with her beautiful big eyes open, looking forward to it.

Feng Jiuci said: "It tastes good, but it's too sweet. Don't add sugar in the future."

"How can that be? If you don't add sugar, it won't be delicious at all." Doudou muttered unhappily.

Feng Jiuci picked up the little guy with one hand, "Little guy, you can't eat so much sugar at your age, you will have tooth decay."

"Nonsense, why didn't I see tooth decay when I've been eating candy? Uncle Feng will only lie to others." Doudou was unhappy and had a long face.

Feng Jiuci thought that he didn't like sweets, and Qin Weiqian's love for sweets was just average. Why did he give birth to such a sweet foodie?

Maybe it was because I grew up eating cute food.

The man hugged the little guy's hand tightly, walked to Qin Weiqian, gently put the little guy in Qin Weiqian's arms, and said, "I'll take you two to the hospital later. After the examination, I'll go back to the company with me."

"No, Doudou doesn't need to go to the hospital for examination today. Just stay at home with him." Qin Weiqian politely refused and asked Feng Jiuci to go to the company by himself.

But Feng Jiuci was worried about Qin Weiqian. He even felt that once he was not in this house, Qin Weiqian was likely to leave and find a place he could not find to hide.

Feng Jiuci will never give Qin Weiqian such a chance!

"Give you ten minutes to clean up."

The man left a sentence with a domineering and ruthless voice, and then went to drink porridge.

After eating and drinking, there was still a bowl of porridge left. Feng Jiuci had to pack it to the company, which made everyone in the company very surprised.

When did their president eat it?

Everyone felt it was very fantasy, so they watched Feng Jiuci enter the office with the bag containing the packaging box, thinking about what kind of delicacies it was. One time, a secretary who delivered the documents accidentally saw that it was millet porridge inside, and was stunned.

“This millet porridge must be very expensive.”

"It's probably made by the top chef, and it's very delicious."

"Maybe the Xiaomi we use is different from what we usually eat, otherwise the president would not be able to bring it to work."

"Look, that Qin Weiqian has been staring at the president's millet porridge."

"This woman is really shameless. She is hungry and goes out to find food. It is the president's thing and the president's treasure. Although she is in power and climbs onto the president's bed now, she is too unruly."

"After all, people who have never seen the world can't take their eyes away when they encounter some food."
Chapter completed!