Quan Qiao couldn't help but raised her hand and touched Fu Yi's head:

"My dear, be good. Let's not do stupid things in the future. We must get the best value for our money."

A chicken is not worth ten thousand at any cost.

Fu Yi's expression was heavy, and he said "hmm".

Then, he poured her a bowl of soup and handed it to her, "Try it first."

Quan Qiao took it naturally and took a sip.

Suddenly, the mellow aroma of the local chicken spread between the lips and teeth, rich and fragrant.

She couldn't help but take a few more sips and enjoyed the meal even more.

Fu Yi stared at her and asked, "Is it worth the money?"

"Worth it! Absolutely worth it! Great job, little darling!"

Quan Qiao has become a little foodie and scooped herself another bowl of soup.

It’s strange to say, she grew up in the mountains, and when she had money later, she grew up eating free-range chicken.

But no matter who makes the local chicken, it’s not as delicious as Fu Yi’s.

There seemed to be a strange feeling in the soup. When I drank it, my whole heart felt like it was filled up.

Could it be that Jiang Tingzhou and his team have improved the variety again?

Such a delicacy is totally worth ten thousand!

Lin Lanyi watched from the side, extremely speechless.

He was full of great truths just now, how come he suddenly changed...

"So...actually...my sister-in-law is a foodie?"

This was his deliberate, low-voiced complaint.

Quan Qiao paused holding the bowl, frowned, and turned to look at Fu Yi:

"Baby, some people say your fiancée is a foodie..."

The voice was a little coquettish.

Fu Yi immediately cast a cold glance at Lin Lanyi:

"So much talk, it seems you're not hungry, let's go back to the research lab."

Lin Lanyi burst into tears: "Ah! No, I've been fighting all afternoon, and I'm hungry..."

But before he could finish his words, Lin Lanyi received Fu Yi's displeased look.

He could only put down the chopsticks he had just picked up and leave in sorrow.

He is too southern!

It’s even more difficult!

Didn’t I just say one sentence… Why is Fu Qi so serious? Woohoo…

As soon as he left, Beiou, who was about to come in to eat, was so scared that he turned around and left immediately.

He is a man who dotes on his wife. Don’t mess with him! Don’t mess with him!

Only Quan Qiao and Fu Yi were left at the table.

Seeing that Quan Qiao drank two bowls of soup, Fu Yi picked up some meat for her.

"You're too thin. Eat more and ignore what others say."

Quan Qiao nodded, "Okay!"

Continue eating and feel extremely satisfied.

Fu Yi sat beside her, sometimes wiping the corners of her mouth with a tissue, and sometimes picking up food for her.

The afterglow of the setting sun falls into the villa, warm and healing.

The aroma of chicken filled the air, enveloping the entire city under the bright moon.

Quan Zhenguo still refused to leave and stood outside the iron gate, saliva constantly flowing out of his mouth and he swallowed several times.

Through the open door, he could see the silhouettes of Quan Qiao and Fu Yi, who were eating so happily...

Saliva started to flow again.

I'm so hungry, my stomach is growling...

Inside the villa.

After Quan Qiao had eaten and drunk her fill, she said to Fu Yi with great pleasure:

"My little darling, I love you so much! From now on, I will want to go home early every day!"

Fu Yi couldn't help but curl up his thin lips.

The first of the books that Mrs. Fu delivered this morning was:

"To capture a woman's heart, you must first capture her stomach."

He didn't understand it then, but he does now.

Quan Qiao's attitude now is much softer and cuter than usual!

He gazed at her lovingly:

"If you want anything else to eat, just tell me anytime."

"Thank you, little darling!"

Quan Qiao stood on tiptoe again, kissed him hard on the lips, and then walked towards the sofa.