561: C561 Literally

C561 Literally

"Cough." Fu Qianchen coughed in embarrassment. "Um... I'm here..." How should he explain his relationship with Qiao Yumeng now?

"Are you buying it for your wife?" The guide saw Fu Qianchen's troubled face and immediately answered for him.

Wife? This name seemed pretty good.

"Yeah, buy it for my wife." Fu Qianchen nodded. "I don't know what brand she uses," he said.

He didn't expect such a large shelf to be filled to the brim. He didn't expect women's products to be so extensive. The Fu's Group had dabbled in almost every industry, but women's products were completely neglected.

"Then why don't we buy this brand?" The shop assistant showed Fu Qianchen the most expensive brand. Men were used to buying cigarettes. The cheapest cigarette cost more than a hundred yuan, and the most expensive tampons cost less than fifty yuan per pack. So every time she said it was the best and the most expensive, Almost all the men chose to buy it.

Well, it was a trial and error.

"This is good?" Fu Qianchen took the small bag of sanitary pads from the shop assistant. It was light and almost weightless in his hand. The packaging was normal. It was light blue.

"Yes." The shopping guide nodded. "This is the best and most expensive one. Most people don't buy it."

"Why?" Fu Qianchen turned the table over and looked at it. Qiao Yumeng needed to be careful about anything now, so she could not use sanitary pads.

"Because women mainly save money." The shopping guide had a helpless look on his face.

Fu Qianchen glanced at the shelves. The price was only 50 yuan. Was it very expensive? Normally, he could buy more than a dozen bags with just one sip and nine mouthfuls.

"Then this is it." Fu Qianchen nodded and left with it.

"Sir is so nice to your wife." The shopping guide smiled and praised Fu Qianchen. Of course, the reason she was happy was that the commission had increased again. Of course, she was not happy for Qiao Yumeng.

Of course, happiness and sadness were different.

Fu Qianchen quickly came to the nearest toilet and called Qiao Yumeng to ask if this was the case. He stood at the door and felt troubled.

He had bought the sanitary pads, but he couldn't send them in personally, could he?

After looking at the door for a while, three or four women already looked at him strangely.

"That..." Seeing a woman carrying a bag walking over, it was obvious that she was here to go to the toilet. Fu Qianchen stopped her, "Can I trouble you to help me send it in to my wife?"

The way he addressed his wife was really convenient.

The woman looked up and saw it was tampons. She immediately smiled. "Of course, no problem."

"Thank you. Her name is Qiao Yumeng. You can just call her by her name."

"Okay. Leave it to me." The woman nodded and went in with the bag. This kind of small task was nothing but a small matter. However, seeing such a considerate man made her feel good.

The woman carried the sanitary pad in and called Qiao Yumeng's name twice. Qiao Yumeng immediately agreed. "I'm here."

"Your husband asked me to help you deliver something." The woman stood at the door to Qiao Yumeng's side. When she saw Qiao Yumeng open the door, she could not help but say, "Your husband is very considerate. He is a good man."

Hubby? Qiao Yumeng had once hoped for this form of address.

"Thank you." Qiao Yumeng took it and thanked the woman.

"It's nothing. It was a piece of cake." The woman was a forthright person. She waved at Qiao Yumeng and went to the toilet.

After everything was done, Qiao Yumeng looked at the blood stain on her pants and held her forehead helplessly.

She went out today because it was too hot, so she wore a thin chiffon shirt. After taking it off, she only had a bra left. It's...

After hesitating for a while, Qiao Yumeng still decided to go to the door and ask Fu Qianchen for help.0

Anyway, this kind of embarrassing thing happened twice in a row. Perhaps Fu Qianchen had already gotten used to it.

"What's wrong?" Fu Qianchen saw that Qiao Yumeng's walking posture had become twisted. He thought she had simply squatted in the toilet for too long and her legs had become numb.

"That..." Fu Qianchen's gaze fell on Fu Qianchen's suit jacket. This suit was obviously tailor-made. Fu Qianchen could not wear a suitable one. There was not a single wrinkle from the top to the bottom of the suit. It must be worth a lot to cover it for her. Was it a waste of talent?

Fu Qianchen saw Qiao Yumeng staring at his clothes and thought that something was wrong. He lowered his head and took a look, but he soon understood what Qiao Yumeng meant.

It was as if he and Qiao Yumeng had discovered a secret that only he and Qiao Yumeng knew. Fu Qianchen's lips curled up into a smile. He unbuttoned his shirt and draped it over Qiao Yumeng's shoulder.

His shirt was wide, big and long on Qiao Yumeng's shoulder. It could completely cover the blood that Qiao Yumeng wanted to cover.

"How did you know?" Qiao Yumeng looked up at Fu Qianchen. Her eyes were bright. She was a little surprised and shy. She looked like this made people really want to hug her.

"I guessed." Fu Qianchen smiled and held back the thought of rubbing her head. "Let's go home."

"Okay." Qiao Yumeng nodded and walked beside Fu Qianchen. She felt warm in her heart. Everything that happened in the past seemed to have gone far away. Nothing was important anymore.

After this incident, the relationship between Fu Qianchen and Qiao Yumeng seemed to have taken a huge step forward, but it did not seem to have happened. In short, there was still a layer of veil separating them.

However, Fu Qianchen was very happy. Only he and Qiao Yumeng knew about what happened that day.

That day, after Qiao Yumeng went home to rest for a while, Fu Qianchen's assistant came to the door and brought a whole wardrobe of clothes.

"These are..." Qiao Yumeng looked at the assistant and her people walking into her bedroom. She was a little stunned.

The assistant had followed Fu Qianchen for many years and naturally knew Qiao Yumeng. When he saw that this woman who could be considered to be living with Fu Qianchen was Qiao Yumeng, he was a little surprised but very quickly replied with a calm expression. "Miss Qiao, this is Mr Fu's request."

"He wants to marry a wife?" Qiao Yumeng wondered if Fu Qianchen was planning to use this method to chase her out.

"Ah?" The assistant thought Qiao Yumeng would be moved by Fu Qianchen's kindness, but she did not expect her to give such an answer.

But it was also true. If he did not plan to marry Qiao Yumeng back home, Fu Qianchen would not allow Qiao Yumeng to enter the house just like that, right?

"It should be." The assistant nodded and ordered the staff to put the clothes in the wardrobe one by one. After everything was done, she looked at Qiao Yumeng who was completely confused and said, "Madame Qiao, these clothes are your size."

What did she mean? Qiao Yumeng used her eyes to ask the assistant.

"It means literally." Fu Qianchen stood behind the assistant and appeared at the right time.

Of course, if one ignored the apron he was wearing.

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