313: C313 Don't Miss It Again

C313 Don't Miss It Again

The memory seems to go back to the two years they were married. Fu Qianchen was just like that. He was like a poisoned knife, stabbing fiercely at her when she was unprepared.

Qiao Yumeng endured the pain in her heart and sneered, "That really made Mr Fu worry."

Fu Qianchen was stunned. He did not know if it was Qiao Yumeng's sneer that stabbed into his heart or something. He actually felt a nameless fire surge through his entire body from the soles of his feet and left Qiao Yumeng's ward in a huff.

After he left, Qin Yihang looked at Qiao Yumeng helplessly for a long time. "He bought you a wig, which means that he has that intention. Why did you provoke him on purpose?"

"I..." Qiao Yumeng wanted to deny it but the person in front of her was her uncle. He did not even need to observe to know for sure whether she was lying or telling the truth. After hesitating for a moment, she sighed helplessly. "I don't know why I was so easily angry when I was facing him. Perhaps I still hate him in my heart... "

"Hate?" Qin Yihang shook his head in disagreement. "Silly girl, you are generous to everyone except him. You care too much about him. That's why you can't tolerate him making mistakes. Even if you can't count the flaws."

"Uncle... I am your family." Qiao Yumeng said helplessly.

"Yes, but uncle also needs to remind you to see your heart clearly and not miss it again."

"Got it." Qiao Yumeng answered perfunctorily. In fact, her heart was in a mess and she could not understand it.

At night, Qiao Yuxi asked Fu Qianchen to send her to Qiao Yumeng after school. He also came with her but did not speak like a transparent person. Qiao Yuxi looked over and found that these two people were in conflict, especially when she saw them. The wig on Qiao Yumeng's head was obviously not bought by Fu Qianchen, so she understood what had happened.

"Uncle Fu, have you not given the wig you bought for my mother to my mother yet?" Qiao Yuxi asked.

Fu Qianchen thought of the wig that he had thrown into the trunk angrily and felt a little awkward. However, facing Qiao Yuxi's bright eyes, he had to bite the bullet and answer, "I forgot to take it from the car."

"Then quickly go and take it. Mom must like it very much." Qiao Yuxi winked at Fu Qianchen slyly.

Fu Qianchen, who was still sulking, suddenly felt enlightened. He nodded and went downstairs to get Qiao Yumeng a wig.

After Fu Qianchen left, Qiao Yuxi looked at the wig on Qiao Yumeng's head and asked, "Mom, did Uncle Fan buy this for you?"

"How did you know?" Qiao Yumeng looked at Qiao Yuxi in surprise. This child was getting smarter and smarter.

"You don't need to guess to know." Qiao Yuxi shrugged, "Does Uncle Fan want to chase Mom?"

"No." Qiao Yumeng denied it. She admitted that she was very happy when she was with Fann Yunze, but happiness did not mean that she had feelings for Fann Yunze.

"Mom lied." Qiao Yuxi pointed at the wig on Qiao Yumeng's head. "If he did not like mom, why would he give mom a wig? This kind of thing is very intimate and can only be given by people who are very close to each other."

"Is... is that so?" Qiao Yumeng suddenly felt that the wig on her head weighed a thousand pounds.

"Of course!" Qiao Yuxi looked at Qiao Yumeng arrogantly, "So if you don't like Uncle Fan, you can even take the wig that Uncle Fu gave you. This way, you can tell Uncle Fan that you are just an ordinary friend to him and do not have that complicated feeling."

"This can prove it?" Qiao Yumeng's eyes twitched.

"At least it means that the wig doesn't mean anything to you." Qiao Yuxi analyzed seriously.

Qiao Yumeng felt that she was a little dizzy because of Qiao Yuxi. After Fu Qianchen carried the wig into the ward, she unexpectedly picked it up.

"This is a long hair that is very similar to mother's original hairstyle." Qiao Yuxi took the initiative to introduce it to Qiao Yumeng, "This is short hair. Because it may not be convenient for mother to lie on the bed with long hair, so she bought a short hair."

"How do you know so well?" According to Fu Qianchen's personality, no matter what he wanted, he would order others to buy it. It would never be possible for him to do it himself. That was why Qiao Yumeng was a little surprised.

"Of course I know. Uncle Fu and I went to buy the wig together." After saying that, Qiao Yuxi could not help but apologize to Gao Jiayi in her heart. Then she continued, "Because Uncle Fu bought two wigs. I asked him why and he told me so."

Clearly it was Gao Jiayi's credit that was snatched away by Fu Qianchen all of a sudden. Fu Qianchen was a little embarrassed.

"Oh." Qiao Yumeng could only reply dryly. She looked at Fu Qianchen who was standing there with an indifferent expression and silence. It seemed that she really misunderstood him.

After saying goodbye to Qiao Yumeng, Fu Qianchen brought Qiao Yuxi to buy vegetables. Looking at the variety of ingredients, Fu Qianchen did not know how to do it. He was strategizing in the market and could earn tens of millions with just a few words. Suddenly, he felt that cooking was really difficult.

"Uncle Fu, what do you plan on cooking?" Qiao Yuxi asked.2

"Salt Baked Chicken." This was the only Chinese dish name that appeared in Fu Qianchen's mind. He usually ordered random dishes during meals and had never seriously remembered the names of the dishes.

"What's that?" Qiao Yuxi looked at him with a blank expression. She had eaten braised chicken, big plate chicken, and sharp pepper chicken, but she had never eaten the so-called ancient salt-baked chicken.

"Cough." Fu Qianchen felt a little awkward. He wanted to say that he might as well cook tomorrow, but when he thought about how he had promised Qiao Yuxi, he took a little of each ingredient and returned home with three big bags full of ingredients.

When they returned, the kitchen had already been renovated. Looking at the brand new bright and fully equipped kitchen, Qiao Yuxi was so shocked that she could not close her mouth. "Uncle Fu, what's going on? I remember the kitchen was still empty last night..."

"Cough, I asked someone to renovate it today."

"Oh." Qiao Yuxi nodded and looked at Fu Qianchen expectantly. "Then Uncle Fu, hurry up and start cooking. Let's not order takeout tonight. Try your cooking."

After working for an hour, Fu Qianchen looked at the two black plates of unknown dishes and a pot of salty soup. For the first time in his life, he felt a blow.

"Uncle Fu, can we eat now?" Qiao Yuxi walked into the kitchen holding a handmade dish. When she saw the two plates of dishes in front of Fu Qianchen, the smile on her face froze.

"Cough." Fu Qianchen was a little embarrassed. "How about this. I'll invite a chef to teach me at home tomorrow and go out to eat first?"

Although Qiao Yuxi didn't want to discourage Fu Qianchen's enthusiasm, she really couldn't eat the two dishes, so she nodded. "Okay, listen to Uncle Fu."

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