Fu Dongchen had a very gentle expression at first, but when he heard this, he pursed his lips tightly and his eyes darkened, like a sign of the coming storm.
Qi Boyan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile appeared on his lips, "Or do you want to continue the trend of raising your parents and climb up the ladder?"
Fu Dongchen felt insulted and felt that he had nothing to talk about with Qi Boyan. He snorted coldly, turned around and wanted to leave.
But Qi Boyan's words stopped him again.
"If you occupy my position, it means you owe me. In this case, who have you to think that my request is excessive?"
Fu Dongchen hesitated, turned his head again, and stated to him expressionlessly, "I just want to fulfill my filial piety in front of my parents, so that they can live up to their raising me for so many years!"
Qi Boyan smiled slowly again.
His expression was usually cold, and even when he was smiling, he was still indescribably cold.
"You have a biological son, but you still need an adopted son?"
Fu Dongchen pursed his lips again.
He really felt bad for his senses because of Qi Boyan's words.
A grown man can be so small-minded!
"Whether it's necessary or not, it's not up to you to decide!"
Fu Dongchen squeezed out these words without politeness, and then walked out without staying in the yard.
There is quite a sense of determination that people with different paths do not work together.
As soon as they left, Meng Yao poked Qi Boyan, "Okay, why did you say these things?"
Qi Boyan looked innocent, "Isn't this what Yaoyao wanted me to say?"
Meng Yao's eyes widened suddenly, "When did I ask you to say this?"
Qi Boyan smiled and took Meng Yao's hand and kissed it, "Although Yaoyao didn't say it, I understand what you mean."
Meng Yao: "..."
"If your guess is true, he hangs out at Fu's house, and Qiao Xiyan also hangs out at Fu's house, wouldn't Yaoyao have more opportunities to deal with her? How could Yaoyao be happy?"
Meng Yao couldn't help but frown, "What you said seems to be right!"
Qi Boyan couldn't help but hold Meng Yao into his arms, his brows filled with tenderness, "Of course, I'm thinking from Yaoyao's point of view wholeheartedly!"
Meng Yao felt more and more that Qi Boyan was hiding behind his sweet words, and was not at all like the cold and indifferent person he was when he first met him.
She snuggled into Qi Boyan's arms and poked his angular face, "You'll pass."
Qi Boyan couldn't help but laugh again.
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Qi Boyan has not returned home to visit Liu Cuihua. Meng Yao cannot leave, so Qi Boyan can only go back by himself.
When he returned, Meng Yao was already preparing soup for Jiang Huizhi.
Old man Sun seemed to take it very seriously, and even asked Meng Yao to bring out the medicated food recipes, and studied with her what kind of soup to make.
Qi Boyan looked at the two people seriously discussing medicinal diet, and a little doubt arose in his heart.
Yaoyao's cooking skills are indeed excellent, but she seems to have no knowledge of medical skills. When did she start making herbal meals? Even Dr. Sun values the effect so much?
Meng Yao used a small pot to make the medicinal diet for Jiang Huizhi. After all, the space she used was too magical. If the amount was large, there would be no way to explain the symptoms if it was given to others to drink.
Uncle Hu came over after smelling the smell. He originally wanted to have a meal, but when he saw that Meng Yao did so little, he couldn't help but think of Meng Yao as being stingy.
"Tell me, you can do it. If you do this, who will eat and drink? Do you only think of old lady Jiang, but not of me, who also needs a supplement?"