Yu An let out a bad breath. After so many years in the intrigue circle, she had learned something. She was not a good person and could not forgive selflessly. This time, she wanted Yao Xiaoxiao to taste twice as much.
pain.
As she was thinking about it, a flash of fierceness flashed in her eyes, and her waist was suddenly hugged from behind. The man rubbed his head on her neck, and his voice sounded a little tired, "Baby~"
Yu An's ears turned red. She couldn't stand Fu Qingzhou calling him that. She turned around and found that the dark circles under his eyes were heavy, which was enough to tell that Fu Qingzhou didn't care about anything as he said.
She personally came over in the morning to supervise him to go to bed and take a nap. When he woke up, it was already dusk.
There was still soup in the pot, which Yu An cooked while he was sleeping. When she went to Fu's house, she heard Zhou Nuo say in a joke that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must capture his stomach.
At that time, Zhou Nuo's face was filled with a smile: "Yu An, don't you know, Fu Zhan liked my pork rib soup when he was young."
Fu Zhan clasped her shoulders and took Zhou Nuo into his arms. Although they had been married for twenty years, their relationship was not affected at all.
He smiled helplessly and tickled Zhou Nuo's nose, "My dear wife, it's not because you are only good at this one specialty dish."
Zhou Nuo glared at him sadly, and Fu Zhan immediately shut his mouth knowingly.
Yu An specially learned how to make cabbage and pork ribs soup from Zhou Nuo, and now his skills are on par with hers.
Fu Qingzhou's sense of smell was very sensitive and he smelled a familiar fragrance. He asked in confusion, "Has my mother been here?"
This suspicion was quickly overturned by himself. Just like his father, Zhou Nuo was obsessed with him. He wanted to stick to her 24 hours a day, so how could he let her come out and spend time making soup for him.
Yu An's little mouth pursed in displeasure, and she walked into the kitchen and stirred it up with a spoon. She took out a spoonful of soup and tasted it. She felt that the taste was a bit bland, so she sprinkled some seasoning into it.
She turned her head and hugged Fu Qingzhou, and said proudly, "Auntie didn't come, but I endured it. Just wait for a feast later!"
Fu Qingzhou touched her head lovingly, picked her up and placed her on the cupboard. He wanted to just kiss her for a while and then let go of her, but accidentally, he couldn't hold it back and kissed her for a long time.
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The kitchen was filled with the aroma of soup. Yu An pushed him gently and said in a coquettish voice, "Stop kissing, the soup is ready."
Fu Qingzhou pressed her forehead against hers and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, can you stop drinking?"
Yu An thought about how she could stop drinking after working so hard for a long time. She struggled to push him away, got off the cupboard, and said firmly, "No."
She poured the soup out and was about to move it to the dining table. Fu Qingzhou pulled out a chair for her to sit down. He squeezed Yu An's shoulders and said with a smile, "Don't burn you. I'll take it."
Yu An didn't hold me back either. She was very good at her craftsmanship. Fu Qingzhou drank several bowls of wine to save her face. Both of them had unfinished business, and they fiddled with their phones in silence and responded to messages in tacit agreement.
Fu Qingzhou also noticed the trending searches on Weibo. Ever since he was a child, he had always retaliated against others and did not sympathize with Yao Xiaoxiao at all.
He was only a little curious about where Yu An got the video that had not been maliciously edited. Without too much suspicion, Fu Qingzhou asked directly.
Yu An obviously paused while drinking the soup, and Han Jiutong's words rang in his ears, "By the way, don't tell Fu Qingzhou that I helped him. As a man, if you save face, you will feel a little uncomfortable."
She pretended to be calm and perfunctory, but what Yu An didn't know was that as soon as she lied to Fu Qingzhou, she would subconsciously look at him with wide eyes.
Fu Qingzhou didn't press her, feeling a little uncomfortable. After all, the most important thing for two people to be together is trust.
After dinner, Fu Qingzhou was afraid that it would be unsafe to take a taxi on the road, so he took her home in person. What was a little unusual was that he did not force Yu An to give him a farewell kiss today.
Yu An felt something was wrong with him, but she just felt that he was a little tired and was about to leave after saying goodbye.
Fu Qingzhou suddenly stopped her. There was a trace of inquiry in his eyes and his voice was low and hoarse, "Yu An, you'd better not hide anything from me."
Yu An didn't dare to look into his eyes, and held on to the seat belt with some guilt. After thinking about it, he still held back his words, feeling that it was not a good time to say, "No, you go home early and drive slower."
Fu Qingzhou watched her enter the unit building and stayed under Yu An's building for a long time, thinking about things. He didn't go home and drove to Shao Donghai's residence. Shao Donghai had a good relationship with Yu An.
Maybe you don't know anything.
The artist Shao Donghai brought was not very famous and had many opportunities for vacation. He had an irregular schedule, staying up late at night and sleeping during the day. He heard someone outside pressing the doorbell hurriedly. He was about to open the door and ask if he was sick. Unexpectedly, it was Fu.
Qingzhou.
Fu Qingzhou looked at him with an angry expression. Shao Donghai swallowed his saliva and quickly recalled the events of the past few days. He remembered that he had never offended this ancestor.
He entered the house uninvited. Shao Donghai's home completely displayed the living conditions of a single man. The table was filled with large and small take-out boxes, and the house was considered clean.
He quickly took away the coat that was thrown on the sofa and said with a smile, "Sit down!"
Fu Qingzhou looked at him like a judge judging a prisoner. Shao Donghai involuntarily straightened his back and accepted the "trial".
Fu Qingzhou didn't sell it, and said straight to the point, "How did Yu An get the original video."
Shao Donghai's heart was beating wildly. Every time Fu Qingzhou got sulky at Yu An and had questions that he couldn't ask, he would definitely come to him.
He looked at Fu Qingzhou in embarrassment, "Ancestor, can I not tell you?!"
Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes and snorted, "What do you think?"
Shao Donghai cleared his throat, "Don't Yu An have a blind date? He gave this original video to Yu An. It's strange to say that it's nothing, but she insisted on letting me hide it from you!"
Fu Qingzhou's face was gloomy, and without saying much, he quickly opened the door and left.
Shao Donghai, who was left where he was, sighed and said silently, "Finally, we sent this ancestor away."
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After Yu An returned home, she wanted to take a shower and go to bed early, but her right eyelid kept twitching violently. Her hair was not dry. She was about to blow it with a hair dryer when she was interrupted by continuous knocks on the door outside the house.
She glanced through the peephole and saw that it was Fu Qingzhou. Yu An was still wondering why he came to see her so late.
Yu An opened the door and said jokingly, "What, you missed me?"