Quan Qiao said "hmm", gave Fu Yi a kiss on the side of her face, and then stepped out.
Fu Yi stood stiffly at the dining table, still holding the bowl and chopsticks in his hands.
Feeling her warmth and soft fragrance on her face, he raised his thin lips in a hint of pampering.
Then he thought of something and suddenly called her:
"Quan Qiao, wait a minute."
Quan Qiao had already walked to the door and turned to look at him:
"What else, little darling?"
Fu Yi put down the dishes in his hands, wiped his hands with a wet tissue, and then walked up to her.
He raised his hand to straighten her collar and reminded her:
"Don't forget what you promised me last night."
Quan Qiao frowned. What did she promise him last night?
After a brief thought, she glanced at the ring on her finger and curled her lips:
"Okay, if I need your help, I will definitely call you."
Fu Yi's expression softened a little.
Beiou, who was waiting in his car outside the door, was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out.
sky!
Did he see it wrong?
His Seventh Master was wearing an apron? And he was holding dishes and chopsticks before?
Has the high and mighty Mr. Fu Qi been reduced to a househusband?
And the way Qi Ye stood at the door and saw Quan Qiao off really looked like a little wife...
Did they both get the wrong script?
Quan Qiao, wearing black hollow high heels, has walked to the car door.
Without waiting for Beiou to open the car door, she got in and said concisely:
"Go to the Youtuan."
Beiou finally came to his senses, "Oh... okay..."
He immediately started the car and drove there, but his eyes kept looking at the rearview mirror.
In the rearview mirror, Fu Yi was still standing at the door, wearing a white shirt and a black apron.
Just stood there and watched the car go away.
Beiou was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.
It’s so scary… The power of love is so strong…
A great doctor of medicine has become a little wife who cooks...
Looking back at Quan Qiao, he was sitting in the back seat, tapping away quickly on his phone, his face full of rigor and concentration, like a big man doing his job.
Beiou couldn't help but ask weakly:
"Young Madam...is this also the way you and Seventh Master interact with each other every day? Could you please be nicer to Seventh Master?"
At least she should behave like a wife!
Quan Qiao understood what he meant, but her expression remained calm:
"It's good like this now."
She will never be a good wife and mother.
In marriage, the better a woman treats a man, the more dissatisfied he will be, and he may even get used to it and take it for granted.
She will not follow in her mother's footsteps.
Although Beiou didn't understand what she meant, the tone of her words made him silently light a candle for Qi Ye and observe three minutes of silence...
It seems that Qi Ye's married life will be very bumpy...
And in the villa.
After the car left, Fu Yi, who had been full of tenderness, returned to his usual serious and cold expression.
He took off his apron, took out his cell phone and called Lin Lanyi:
"Come to the villa and clean up."
"What? Why! Why are you looking for me for this kind of thing again!" Lin Lanyi's voice roared in an instant.
Fu Yi: "Don't forget, Ouyang Yunye's account has not been settled yet."
If Lin Lanyi hadn't called Ouyang Yunye, the misunderstanding between him and Quan Qiao wouldn't have lasted so long.
Moreover, Ouyang Yunye hurt Quan Qiao many times.
Lin Lanyi...
It’s been so long since this happened! Can’t we just move on from this?
He was about to speak when the call was hung up.
Fu Yi returned to his room to wash and change his clothes. When he came out, he was dressed in his usual suit and tie, looking meticulous.
Next, he has something very important to deal with.
Tonight, I must give Quan Qiao a surprise!
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