60: C60 Other People's Proposals

C60 Other People's Proposals

The moment she was pushed away, Qiao Yurou felt like she was going crazy. However, she suppressed her anger and asked Fu Qianchen. "Mr Qianchen, have you had lunch? "You always forget to eat when you work."

"No." Fu Qianchen wanted to explain why he pushed Qiao Yurou away, but he did not know how to explain. He pushed Qiao Yurou away as if he did not know what to do.

"Then I'll go buy some vegetables to cook? Or is there something in the fridge?" Qiao Yurou said and stood up to go to the kitchen.

Fu Qianchen sat on the sofa. He wanted to say something, but he felt powerless. He stood up and went back to work.

Actually Qiao Yurou had always wanted to ask Qiao Yumeng what she was here for. But she had been holding it in and did not ask. Being unreasonable would easily make men hate her. She did not want her gentle image that she had tried so hard to pretend for so many years to collapse.

Fortunately, there were still eggs in the fridge. Qiao Yurou made a simple egg noodles.

"Mr Qianchen, you can eat whatever you want. My cooking is not good, you know." Qiao Yurou stuck out her tongue and placed the noodles on the table next to Fu Qianchen.

"Okay." Fu Qianchen nodded and put down the work in his hands. He stood up and walked to the table. He took a mouthful of noodles and stuffed it into his mouth.

How should I put it? The taste was not satisfactory.

"Not good?" Qiao Yurou could tell from Fu Qianchen's pause for a second that she did not cook well.

"It's okay." Fu Qianchen finished the bowl of noodles seriously.

"I am not as good as my sister's cooking. Mr Qianchen, you have been wronged." Qiao Yurou deliberately mentioned Qiao Yumeng. She wanted to see if Fu Qianchen had any guilty conscience.

"She?" Fu Qianchen frowned. Qiao Yumeng's cooking was indeed good. It was just that he had never had a good taste of it. Every time, it was perfunctory.

"I met her just now. She seems to be here for you as well?" Qiao Yurou probed.

"No." Fu Qianchen shook his head and said, "Have you heard about the recent incident at the First Hospital of the city?"

"Yes." Qiao Yurou nodded. Not only did she know, but she also knew the process.

"She probably came to ask Tan Yue for help, not me." When she said that, Fu Qianchen could feel a bit of emptiness in his heart.

She came here to find another man, not him.

"Isn't Tan Yue not in Nancheng recently?" Qiao Yurou frowned. She was a little worried. They chose to attack Cheng Nuo because they knew that Tan Yue was not in Nancheng and no one would help her.

"I don't know. I met him yesterday. He must have heard about Cheng Nuo and rushed back to Nancheng."

"Oh." Qiao Yurou nodded. She did not have the courage to drug Fu Qianchen.

Now, it was quite good. As long as she blamed everything on Chen Feng, it would be best if no one could testify against her. Fu Qianchen would always treat her well.

Qiao Yurou took the initiative to wash the dishes while Fu Qianchen sat in front of the computer to deal with official matters.

"If you are bored, go find a friend to play with. This matter on my hand is not something I can handle for the time being." Fu Qianchen turned his head and saw Qiao Yurou sitting behind him.

"No need." Qiao Yurou shook her head. "I'm not bored playing with my phone. It's almost time. I'll go buy some food to cook."

She bought vegetables to cook? Thinking of the bowl of bland and tasteless noodles, Fu Qianchen said, "There's no need to cook. We haven't eaten together for a long time. Let's go eat western dinner tonight."

"Sure." Qiao Yurou nodded. She was still a little unhappy. Fu Qianchen was like this every time. He never asked her what she wanted to eat. It was all up to him to decide.

"Okay. Then if you are sleepy, go to sleep." After Fu Qianchen finished speaking, he continued to deal with the matters at hand.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Qianchen's eyes were still on the computer. Qiao Yurou's stomach was already growling. Fu Qianchen still did not look like he was going to eat. She could only remind him, "Mr Qianchen, come back after dinner."

"That's good." Fu Qianchen nodded. Before he stood up, he subconsciously locked the computer.

Qiao Yurou looked at it and felt a little uncomfortable, but she still looked as if nothing had happened. She happily went out with Fu Qianchen.2

Fu Qianchen did not bring Qiao Yurou to eat too far away. The two of them walked over.

The western restaurant was very stylish. There were even people who played the violin.

After ordering the dishes, Qiao Yurou and Fu Qianchen did not take the initiative to speak. Just as the atmosphere gradually turned awkward, a girl at the next table spoke. "I don't know how to cut steak..."

"It's okay, I'll help you." Sitting opposite her was her boyfriend. Hearing her say that, he took the initiative to take the plate over.

"You're so nice." The girl smiled.

"It's such a small matter. It's not a good thing." The man brought the steak to the opposite side of the girl and waved at the violinist.

Soon, the clerk came over and started playing 'You're Marrying to Me' at their table.

The girl didn't realize it at first, but the more she heard, the more she felt that something was wrong. She quickly looked at the other side in surprise.

The man took out the jewelry box from his pocket and knelt on one knee. He opened the jewelry box and handed it to her. "Marry to me."

The girl did not agree immediately. She was so touched that she cried. After a long while, she nodded vigorously.

"Don't cry. You're crying so hard that my heart hurts." As the man spoke, he gently pulled the girl into his arms.

Seeing such a beautiful scene, even Qiao Yurou could not help but smile.

"You are so good to me." That girl took the initiative to kiss the man's face.

"I'll treat you better in the future." The man smiled and gently wiped the tears from the girl's eyes.

Seeing all this, envy appeared in Qiao Yurou's eyes. In the past, Fu Qianchen would also gently wipe her tears like this. Now, however, he did not seem to be as diligent as before.

"That's great." After a long while, Qiao Yurou subconsciously said this and turned her head to continue eating the steak.

The man did not have any branded goods on his body. That girl's dress was also the same. It was probably not more than 200 yuan, but she still chose such a high-end restaurant to propose to her.

"Do you like this kind of thing?" Fu Qianchen looked at Qiao Yurou.

To him, this kind of thing was too troublesome. It was a waste of time.

"No, I just feel that this is good." Qiao Yurou retracted her gaze and lowered her head to eat the steak.

Although the steak was the best Snow Flower beef, Qiao Yurou still felt that it tasted like wax when she ate it.

In the past, Fu Qianchen treated her very well. However, ever since Qiao Yumeng left Nancheng five years ago, Fu Qianchen seemed to have become a different person. He always treated her as if he was a different person.

She was sure that she went abroad to get an abortion. Fu Qianchen should not know about it, but why did his attitude towards her change so much?

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