I read the minds of the whole family and I eat the melon, but the cannon fodder wife of the wealthy

Fu Xiyan turned around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Qiao Yuan.

"When did you come here? You scared me."

"Just now, when Uncle Liu couldn't contact you, he came out with me to look for you."

Fu Xiyan nodded, looking a little tired: "Oh, I just said a few words to Zhou'er."

He took a few steps forward, then suddenly thought of something and turned back: "Hey, Qiao..."

The two of them bumped into each other unexpectedly. Qiao Yuan covered her nose in pain. Just now she hit Fu Xiyan's chest, hard.

Fu Xiyan came back to consciousness from the sweet fragrance of the girl he just smelled, and looked nervous: "Qiao, Qiao Yuan, are you okay? Don't cover your nose. Look up and let me take a look."

"Why did you turn around suddenly..." Qiao Yuan rubbed her nose and put down her hand. Her small nose was slightly red and she looked very pitiful.

Qiao Yuan was born with fair skin, and the red and swollen area was very eye-catching.

Fu Xiyan's heart beat a few times, and he said in a panic: "This looks a bit serious. Come on, I'll take you to the infirmary."

"No need." Qiao Yuan sniffed, feeling that the pain was much lessened: "I'm much better."

"It's better to go to the infirmary and take a look, otherwise I won't feel relieved."

Qiao Yuan took a step back: "No, I don't like to apply ointments or take medicine."

Qiao Yuan was very weak in her original world, her immunity was low, and she would get sick from time to time. His father, Qiao Hai, had neglected her since he married his second wife. When he saw her sick, he would get her medicine but rarely paid attention to anything else.

The snacks and candies at home were bought by her stepmother. She would occasionally give some to Qiao Yuan, but often they would be snatched away by her younger brother who was protecting him before Qiao Yuan could handle them. If Qiao Yuan resisted at all, he would be lectured by his father and stepmother. , they said she was too greedy, said she didn't know how to give in to her younger brother, and said she was a fussy and unqualified sister.

Qiao Yuan doesn't like taking medicine because it is very bitter. What she is fortunate about is that her body is very healthy and she rarely needs to take medicine.

Fu Xiyan couldn't help but laugh: "Don't like taking medicine? Qiao Yuan, why are you acting like a child? My little cousin can drink Chinese medicine with sugar."

He paused: "Aren't you afraid of suffering?"

Fu Xiyan fumbled around in his jacket pocket for a while and handed Qiao Yuan a few candies: "Fortunately, a friend gave me a few candies this morning. Here, here they are for you."

Seeing that Qiao Yuan didn't move, Fu Xiyan stuffed it into her hand: "Hey, why don't you take it? This candy is very sweet. If you apply ointment later, please bear with it and it will pass. If my mother Knowing that I bumped your nose like this, she had to skin me!"

Qiao Yuan paused, then followed Fu Xiyan to the infirmary.

The doctor checked Qiao Yuan and said there was nothing serious. He gave her two tubes of ointment and asked her to remember to apply it when she got home.

Fu Xiyan breathed a sigh of relief after coming out of the infirmary. His eyes flashed and he said to Qiao Yuan next to him: "One more thing, you must never tell your parents that I like Bai Zhou. Otherwise, I will have to give a lecture. I beg you, Qiao Yuan, you can let me act like a cow or a horse..."

Qiao Yuan nodded. Fu Ming and Xia Yunwan naturally couldn't accept the fact that their children who they raised were together, even if they were not related by blood.

Seeing that Qiao Yuan agreed, Fu Xiyan breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Qiao Yuan. If you have any trouble in the future, just let me know." *

"Brother, help me. I don't want to die or have my fingers chopped off. Brother, I know you are rich. Please help me! I am your brother...ahhhh!"

A scream sounded on the other end of the phone, and Fu Cheng's bruised nose and face came from the other end of the video, looking miserable.

Fu Ming listened to the voice on the other end, his scalp numb and his brows furrowed: "That's enough! Let him go!"

Another voice came to mind on the other end of the phone, which seemed to have been specially processed: "Fu Ming, your brother owes me 30 million this time. You also know the rules on the road. If you can't fill it up, I will kill him." I chopped them all up and gave them to you.”

After leaving these words, the phone was hung up.

Fu Ming was anxious and angry, and threw the documents on the table: "This beast with no long memory!"

As soon as Xia Yunwan opened the door and walked into the study, she saw a stack of documents falling at her feet. She paused and bent down to pick them up.

Fu Ming stood up in shock: "Did I hit you just now, Yun Wan, does it hurt?"

Xia Yunwan shook her head and walked over. She put the documents on the table again and asked him softly: "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Fu Ming fell down on the chair and gasped in anger: "That beast Fu Cheng went abroad to gamble again! Now he owes people money and is being held hostage. If he doesn't pay the money, his hands and feet will be chopped off..."

Xia Yunwan's face also became serious: "When will fourth brother's habit of excessive gambling be changed? This has not happened once or twice. Every time, you have to clean up his mess..."

Fu Ming raised his head and sighed.

Xia Yunwan asked him: "What are you going to do?"

Fu Ming lowered his head and said: "I want to send the money over. Alas... Fu Cheng is still my biological brother no matter how disappointing he is." After he finished speaking, he looked at Xia Yunwan nervously: "Yunwan, you, what do you think? ?”

Xia Yunwan knew his inner struggle and helplessness, and didn't want to push him too hard: "Just do whatever you want, but this is the last time. If Fu Cheng still doesn't have a long memory, then breaking off a finger will not make him long. It’s not impossible.”

Fu Ming thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I think so too."

*

Old house

Since the old lady became ill, her children and grandchildren have come to take care of her one by one. No matter how busy they are, they always make time. Today it is Qin Ying's turn.

She stretched out her hand to squeeze Wen Langzhi's shoulders, and said with a smile on her face: "Mom, do you think this strength is okay? Does it need to be harder?"

"This strength is enough. Any harder and my old bones will be broken." Wen Lanzhi looked up at her with a smile: "Your massage skills are getting better and better. Every time you finish squeezing me, I will I feel much more relaxed.”

Qin Ying's smile was quite self-satisfied: "No, I learned this specially for you. Everyone else is busy and I have some free time, so naturally I have to take good care of you."

Wen Lanzhi smiled and nodded, then thought of something else: "By the way, where is Fu Cheng? I haven't seen him for a long time, where did he go?"

Thinking of the stupid things that wimp in her family had done recently, Qin Ying couldn't help but take a breath, and the force of her hand became much heavier. Only then did she react when she saw Wen Lanzhi's frown, and apologized hurriedly.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mom, it's all my fault for being distracted..."