Fu Yi's mind suddenly emerged with the scene of Quan Qiao and Fu Moshen sitting close to each other in the carriage.
A strong sense of sourness spread in his chest, and his whole heart was filled with unhappiness.
After hanging up the phone, Fu Yi turned around and strode out, exuding a chilling air all over his body.
But after taking two steps, his footsteps suddenly froze in place.
Just two days ago, I had a very unpleasant argument due to a misunderstanding about Quan Qiao, and I almost lost her.
Now, he must calm down!
It took Fu Yi twenty-eight years of self-cultivation to suppress his impulse and call Quan Qiao.
The call was quickly connected, and he asked:
"Where are you now?"
Quan Qiao just got out of the car and walked into the restaurant.
Hearing Fu Yi's low and suppressed voice, she soothed:
"I'm on social and official business. Just be obedient and wait for me to come home."
Fu Yi frowned slightly. Why did he have the inexplicable illusion that Quan Qiao was the man and he was checking up on his little wife?
He softened his tone and asked, "With whom? Is there anything I can help you with?"
"With Fu Moshen, no."
After Quan Qiao's concise answer, he comforted her:
"Don't worry, I'll just have a meal and go home soon.
"You made this call, are you thinking your fiancée has such low standards? She's into everyone?"
Fu Moshen, who was walking beside her...
Although he was a little inferior to Fu Yi, he was not as bad as she said.
However, Fu Yi's originally gloomy expression in the mall softened.
Quan Qiao did not lie to him, and that was enough.
His voice became calm and concerned: "Then take care of yourself. If you need anything, feel free to contact me."
"Okay, baby, make sure to rest too."
Quan Qiao hung up the phone after comforting him.
At this time, she and Fu Moshen had already sat in a window seat.
When Fu Moshen heard the conversation between the two, his expression became even more...
Little baby?
Quan Qiao actually called Fu Yi that? Could Fu Yi accept it?
But when Fu Yi in the mall heard Quan Qiao's concern, his thin lips couldn't help but curl up.
His fiancée is concerned about him.
After he hung up the phone, he told the salesperson, "I want 999 of that goblet."
"Yes, Mr. Fu, is there anything else you need?" the shopping guide asked respectfully.
Fu Yi: "Where is the carpet?"
"Mr. Fu, please come this way." The shopping guide immediately led the way.
Lin Lanyi almost fell to the ground.
carpet?
Fu Yi even has to choose and buy the carpet himself?
And she was stormy one moment, and docile like a little wife the next?
When did Fu Qi receive training in Sichuan Opera face-changing? How come he didn't know about it?
Fu Yi ignored Lin Lanyi. After walking a few steps, he thought of something and called Beiou again.
"Keep an eye on Fu Moshen. He is the one we need to be wary of."
He trusts his fiancée 100%.
Beiou immediately responded: "Yes!"
Then, Beiou sat in the corner of the restaurant, looking and looking with a telescope...
On the dining table.
All dishes have been served.
Steaks, pastries, snacks, red wine, everything is available, and the presentation is exquisite.
Quan Qiao happened to be a little hungry, so she picked up her knife and fork and ate elegantly.
She ate slowly and leisurely, and her every move revealed her noble temperament, but she was not at all pretentious like other socialites.
Everything seems to be natural and spontaneous.
Fu Moshen looked at him, his eyes darkening slightly.
It is said that Quan Qiao grew up in a mountain village. Unexpectedly, he could eat Western food and his Western dining etiquette was flawless.
He had seen countless women, but perhaps only Quan Qiao was so elegant, charming and pleasing to the eye.
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