Remarrying the Crazy Crown Prince, the Qipao Beauty Stuns the Capital Circle

Song Qingyou was born with a beautiful bone structure, her appearance captivating and renowned throughout the capital. However, she had been sickly since childhood, like a precious porcelain doll, ...

Chapter 140 Did You Miss Me?

Hearing Fu Wenzhou's voice, Song Qingyou felt relieved and asked him gently, "Is it troublesome?"

Fu Wenzhou chuckled nonchalantly, "A little. What, is your sister going to fly over and help me solve this?"

Seeing that he was still in the mood to joke, Song Qingyou breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that it shouldn't be too troublesome.

"Okay, you go ahead with your work."

"Have you missed me?"

Just as Song Qingyou was about to hang up, the man suddenly spoke.

She paused for a moment, then said, "Want to know?"

"think."

"Then go home early." Song Qingyou awkwardly touched her earlobe. "I'll tell you when you get back."

The man chuckled softly and said, "Okay."

Even after the call ended, Song Qingyou still felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her cochlea.

Fu Bei, standing behind, took the phone without looking to the side: "Madam, shall we go to the airport?"

Song Qingyou shook her head: "Let's go back to Yalin Villa."

Upon receiving the instruction, Fu Bei opened the car door for Song Qingyou and waited for her to sit down before turning around and getting into the driver's seat.

Although Fu Wenzhou had been gone for a week, Song Qingyou still felt a little uncomfortable facing the darkness of the house when she returned home.

The kitten circled her legs, meowing sweetly.

Song Qingyou bent down and hugged Zhouzhou, rubbing the kitten's fluffy head: "Your owner isn't coming back today, so it's just the two of us again."

She moved through the huge villa, feeding and watering the kittens. She was thin and frail, as if she could only find a bit of life when Fu Wenzhou was around.

Now that Fu Wenzhou is gone, Song Qingyou's figure appears even more lonely.

The kitten seemed to sense something, rubbing its head against its owner's palm, its eyes wide open, and licking the back of Song Qingyou's hand with its tongue.

Song Qingyou felt itchy from being licked, so she gently broke free, put Zhouzhou down, picked up the medical book she had been reading halfway through last time, and continued to flip through it.