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Chapter 75 Guo Meiyu

Soon after, the white car stopped on the side of the road. Zhang Ruqing lowered the window, pointed to the restaurant on the right, and said to Guo Meiyu in the passenger seat: "Auntie, look, Fang Wen is there!"

"Where is it?" She looked around. "Why didn't I see it?"

"Restaurant, sit by the window."

"Oh, do you want to meet someone to discuss something here?"

"It's not about talking about things at all!" Zhang Ruqing smiled bitterly. "It's about looking for someone. This is the restaurant she opened!"

"What? Is it that woman's shop?" Guo Meiyu was like a firecracker with a fuse lit, sparks rising. "It's her, she's the one standing in front of Fang Wen!"

Seeing that Guo Meiyu was anxious and angry, Zhang Ruqing held her hand and blew the wind at the right time to help.

"Auntie, don't worry! He didn't eat the meal you worked so hard to deliver, but he came to her to find something to eat. Although it does make you sad, you can't blame Fang Wen. I believe this was not his original intention!"

"When did you become like this? Fang Wen!" Guo Meiyu's sadness was replaced by anger. "What's so good about that indiscreet woman? I must have said something, and she had a grudge in her heart. I don't know.

How did you instigate my son!"

"Maybe! I knew you were blocking it, so I tried my best to pull Fang Wen towards her! The more women know countless people, the better they are at understanding men's thoughts! Auntie, she is so scheming that she can sow discord between your mother and son.

In this case, let alone me!"

After taking off her seat belt, Guo Meiyu pushed the door open and got out of the car, regardless of Zhang Ruqing's dissuasion. "Qingqing, go back first!"

"Auntie, don't be impulsive!"

"Don't worry about it! I want to ask the obsessive bastard whether it's the woman or his mother who is more important!"

"Auntie, auntie..."

Looking at the angry back, Zhang Ruqing put on her sunglasses proudly, stepped on the accelerator and drove away leisurely.

Except for Fang Wen who was eating by the window, there were no other guests in the restaurant. Fang Qinglin hid behind the kitchen grille door and looked at his son suspiciously. "Didn't you send it away earlier? Why are you eating?"

"Fang Wen!"

Just when Fang Qinglin was wondering, he heard an extremely familiar female voice, which seemed to be surprisingly angry. "Lao Guo? Why is she here too?"

"What are you looking at? Lao Lin."

"Scared me to death!"

Wang Zuozuo's silent appearance really frightened Fang Qinglin! He clutched his chest and thought about leaving. As expected, one cannot have a ghost in his heart and feel guilty! For the sake of family harmony, he, who had never entered the kitchen in his life, was willing to risk everything.

Fang Wen, who was having a meal, was shocked by his mother's sudden appearance. He put down the dish that was brought to his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue and tilted his head to look out.

From the door to the seat, there was a distance of more than ten steps. Guo Meiyu's footsteps were shaking on the floor. Her stiff face was slightly narrowed, and her eyes were wandering in the corners of her eyes, looking for the culprit. Her cheeks bulged rhythmically with her breathing.

With the ups and downs, this firecracker seems to have burned out its fuse and is about to be exploded with full energy.

"You're successful, right? You don't take my mother seriously, do you? Even if you, Fang Wen, fly into the sky, you are still my Guo Meiyu's son! Do you dislike me? Or are you afraid that I will poison you?"

Even if Guo Meiyu tried her best to restrain her voice, in the quiet and quiet restaurant, the low roar was obviously an uncontrollable backlash. Fang Qinglin was sitting on a cardboard box in the kitchen aisle, extremely worried. Outside was the confrontation between his wife and children, and in the kitchen

It was the girl who was making soup for her son in front of the stove. He sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Taking out his vibrating mobile phone and seeing the contact person for the call, Mao Xiaoyou hurriedly turned off the booming range hood.

"Hello? Mr. Qi, hello!" She listened carefully and nodded from time to time. Suddenly, her eyebrows furrowed and her face was filled with mist. "Are you sure? Okay, I understand!"

"That's how it is!" Qi Bin reminded thoughtfully. "My wife asked me to remind you not to forget the wedding banquet tomorrow night."

"Tell Madam to arrive on time! Mr. Qi, see you that evening!"

After hanging up the phone, she vaguely heard the argument in the lobby. She thoughtfully put the soup bowl on the tray.

"Everyone has left. Why doesn't Uncle Lin go back to rest? Come back to work at 4:30."

“My home is far away and it’s difficult to get back and forth.”

"Then don't stay here. You can go to the front hall to rest."

"It's okay!" Seeing her coming out of the kitchen with a tray, Fang Qinglin, who was nestled in the aisle, followed him very nervously, stammering and persuading him: "I think... Oh, the guests outside have all finished eating, so there shouldn't be any need for soup."

!How about you go home and rest, go through the back door, and come...give it to me!"

"Thank you, Uncle Lin. Like you, I live far away from home!"

Stopping inside the grille door, the man on the seat looked quite dissatisfied and angrily complained about his soft-eared mother.

"Why don't you eat? Also, why are you here? Mom, you know the reason!"

"What's the reason? It's because you've been deceived by ghosts and you're confused!" Guo Meiyu asked angrily: "Didn't you see who she is?

Qingqing is so busy and yet she still comes to bring you lunch, aren’t you touched at all? For a woman like that, if a girl who has given her heart and soul to you doesn’t want her, does that mean she doesn’t even want your mother?”

"Why should I be moved? How many times have I told her that she and I are just friends!"

"Are they just friends? You bastard!" Guo Meiyu slapped her son on the arm. "They are friends, why do you want to touch them?"

These words not only stunned Fang Wen, but also shocked the two people in the kitchen!

"I really admire you!" Fang Wen stroked his forehead in annoyance. "Did Zhang Ruqing say that? Mom, I'm really curious, how did she take you into her pocket and obey her words?"

"Why do you accept me? Why do you obey me? What a good girl? You don't even look at me?"

"It's such a mess, what do you think?" Fang Wen clenched his fists with resentment. "If it weren't for... forget it, I can't explain it to you!"

"Who caused the trouble? It was that woman who caused the trouble! Where is the person? Let her come out! I want to ask clearly, how did she agree to me in the first place?"

"Okay! Just make it clear. Mom, wait here!"


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