For two consecutive days, apart from being busy at the restaurant during the day, Da Nizi would go to the hotel to read after dinner.
Yes, you did say some excessive words, but they were all true. I was just afraid that Caiyu would tell Yan Funing.
When he went out to play with Meng Li, few people said he was a fool.
Ali raised his eyebrows and lowered his eyes and said, "Sister-in-law is bad in every way. She is stupid and has poor academic performance. Aunt is wrong."
The next afternoon, Fu Beimo went to the woodcraft shop.
"Really?" Yan Funing raised her head from her meal and smiled slightly, "Thank you, husband, and thank you Bei Mo and Fu Nan."
"The desk is in the study. He comes to the study to read and write."
You have seen it before, and now you see that it was wrong.
Very slowly, you put down the bowl and chopsticks and said, "You're done, Mom, eat quickly. You can go back to your room and read."
Although there was a gauze curtain between us, I could vaguely see a pretty figure sitting at the table, probably flipping through the medical book I bought for you.
Fu Ciyi nodded: "Indeed."
Fu Beimo didn't care when he would go to Beijing. He moved closer to his brother and said, "So, Ali and I are supposed to take care of the family?"
"Yes, my sister-in-law's handwriting is very bad now, but it's much worse than Yuanlian's." Zhuang Quanmao wrinkled his nose at Meng Liyao.
"You can't give this desk in your room to your sister-in-law, since you're also writing anyway."
Meng Liyao pursed her lips, and Caiyu and Fu Ciyi even asked.
After saying that, he left the dining room and headed straight for the main courtyard.
The new bookcase was moved back to the study. Fu Beimo looked at the angle and turned it sideways himself.
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