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Chapter 513

"It's okay if you don't welcome him to our house. I'll call him later and tell him not to come." Qin Anan quickly made amends.

Judging from the children's reaction, it seemed that they did not welcome him.

"Does he want to come to our house to work?" Ruila suddenly came to her senses and shouted excitedly, "Then let him come! Let him do a lot of work, he will be exhausted!"

Qin Anan knew that her daughter was telling the truth.

Last time Fu Shiting fainted at the door of their house, Ruila cried so sadly.

"Is there anything you want to eat? If you think about it, tell me and I'll let him make it tomorrow." Qin Anan said softly.

Rila is a foodie and she immediately started thinking about what to eat tomorrow.

Xiao Han said with a stern face: "Mom, are you with him again?"

"No," Qin An'an explained patiently, "He wants to make up for the mistakes he made in the past. This is the first time he told me that he felt he was wrong."

They had argued countless times before, and she had been scared, but she had never flinched.

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Because a mistake is a mistake. No matter how much she loves him, she cannot erase the mistakes he made!

After listening to her mother's words, Xiaohan pursed her thin lips and said nothing.

It was impossible for him to forgive Fu Shiting, but he also didn't want to contradict his mother.

...

The next day.

Half past seven in the morning.

Qin Anan got up to go to the bathroom, walked to the window, opened the curtains to let some air in, and caught a glimpse of a black luxury car parked outside the courtyard gate.

She thought she had made a mistake. She rubbed her eyes and looked intently——

It was Fu Shiting's car.

His familiar tall figure stood at the trunk and ordered the bodyguard to lift the bags inside.

She quickly walked to the bed, picked up her phone, and checked the time.

What are you doing?!

Didn't they agree that he would come for dinner?

It's not even eight o'clock in the morning, what is he doing here?

Even if he doesn't know how to cook, he doesn't need to start preparing so early, right?

She hurried to the bathroom, washed briefly, and hurried downstairs.

When she went downstairs, the two children heard the noise and followed her downstairs.

"Fu Shiting, why are you here so early? You bought so many vegetables, did you get up before dawn? You don't get up earlier than you do!" Qin Anan walked to the gate of the courtyard, opened the fence door, and mocked him.

This weekend is a good time to recharge your batteries.

In the past three days, in City Z, the two of them had squeezed into a small bed of 1.5 meters. I don't know if he slept well, but she didn't sleep well anyway.

"Go and get some sleep! I originally planned to ask Mike to open the door for me." He didn't feel there was anything inappropriate about his behavior at all, and patiently explained to her, "I'm used to preparing things in advance."

Qin Anan saw him and his bodyguard coming in carrying a bunch of things, and wanted to be angry but couldn't bear it.

The two children were shocked when they saw Fu Shiting coming in the room.

Mom informed him that he was going to make dinner, but now he can’t even get along with dinner!

Is he going to make breakfast, lunch and dinner?

Qin Anan was still very sleepy, so she went upstairs to rest.

Xiaohan was also about to go upstairs, but Ruila grabbed his hand and asked him to accompany her on the first floor to 'supervise the work'.

"I don't want to see him, please ask Uncle Mike to accompany you." Xiaohan ruthlessly rejected his sister's request, and then went upstairs.

Ruila pouted her little mouth and looked blankly in the direction of Fu Shiting with her big beautiful eyes.

Fu Shiting felt the little guy's gaze and immediately strode towards her.

"Ruila, are you and your brother twins?" Fu Shiting knelt down in front of her.
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