The genius villain's mother is going crazy in the kid's variety show by relying on food

Chapter 67 This family of three!
The person who came was Fu Chao's mother, Ms. Qing Qing——

Qingqing is the eldest daughter of the Qing family who truly grew up in a world of wealth and luxury.

She has been spoiled by her parents since she was a child, and she is gifted and intelligent.

After she started interning at Qing Corporation after graduation, it took her only 10 years to convince everyone in Qing Corporation and successfully secure her position as the new generation of power holder.

During the more than 20 years she has been in office, the Qing Group has developed rapidly and steadily, and has become a super-large group at the giant level, with its branches spreading into various fields and taking deep roots.

It seems that God is particularly kind to her and has never closed any door for her.

Even time could not bear to destroy her beauty. She is still bright and charming at the age of nearly 60, and has countless suitors.

It's just that her personality is too cold, and because she has been in a high position for many years, her every move exudes a strong sense of authority, and ordinary people don't dare to approach her.

Only when facing his son Fu Chao, Qing Qing would show some gentleness:
"I heard that you took Qingxi to record a variety show? If it's hard, remember to rest more."

“Ah… Yeah, yeah.”

Fu Chao answered somewhat uncomfortably.

Who made his own mother's caring and exhorting posture seem so much like she was greeting a subordinate?
Fu Chao once suspected that Qingqing would start to make big promises soon...

hiss.

He quickly shook his head to get rid of the outrageous scene.

Then he asked:

"Mom, didn't you run into Dad on the way here? He just called and said he was almost there. He should be arriving around the same time as you."

Qing Qing's expression faded a lot, and he drank his tea:
"Really? I didn't pay attention."

But soon, Fu Chao's father arrived.

Fu Chao's biological father, Fu Yunfeng, has a life that, compared to a young lady like Qingqing who has had a smooth life, can only be described as a legend who crawled out of the mud.

Fu Yunfeng's parents died when he was young. His brother took the pension and ran away, leaving him, who was only a few years old, to be kicked around among relatives like a ball, growing up in disgust and contempt.

When he was 14 years old, because he had no money to go to school, he walked from the countryside to the town and found a job in a small restaurant. He worked hard for several years before he saved enough money to continue his studies.

After that, he encountered bullying and setbacks in his life, but thanks to his tenacious character, he gritted his teeth and persevered again and again.

Thanks to his part-time job and smart brain, he was successfully admitted to university, and thus got to know Qingqing.

When the two decided to be together, many people were not optimistic about this relationship because of the huge gap between their wealth.

Who would have thought that Fu Yunfeng started from scratch and made a name for himself in the business world.

Although some people gossiped behind his back in the early years, saying that Fu Yunfeng's success was due to the support of his father-in-law.

But today, no one dares to say such things, and everyone can respectfully address Fu Yunfeng as Mr. Fu.

And the first thing Mr. Fu did when he pushed the door open was to apologize.

He has gentle and handsome features, and his age does not seem obvious.

When he wears glasses, he doesn't look like a businessman at all, but rather like a university professor.

The voice was even more gentle and elegant:
"Sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road, so I'm a little late."

Snapped.

The crisp sound of the teacup hitting the marble tabletop.

Fu Chao and Fu Yunfeng both looked at Qing Qing immediately.

Qingqing looked nonchalant, as if she was not the one who deliberately put the teacup down heavily.

Fu Chao sighed silently.

Fu Yunfeng pursed his lips, his eyes full of bitterness.

The atmosphere in the box suddenly became stagnant and cold, and everyone felt awkward and uncomfortable.

However, under the order of Fu Chao's grandparents, the three of them must not miss the monthly dinner together, even if they are in Antarctica, they have to fly back!
In addition, the family of three has to take a photo together and check in, and upload it to the grandparents’ assistant as “homework” for archiving, so that the elders can check it at any time!
So, after his parents sat down one after another, Fu Chao took out his cell phone:

“Let’s take a selfie today.”

Then turn on the front camera.

The private room of this restaurant had a large round table, and sitting next to him was his mother Qingqing.

Father Fu Yunfeng sat on the other side of mother. There was an empty seat between them, far enough for a horse to run back and forth.

Even though Fu Chaoren was tall and had long arms, he couldn't include all three of them in the same shot.

Fu Chao had no choice but to say:

"Dad, how about... you sit closer?"

Fu Yunfeng didn't answer, but looked at Qingqing cautiously first.

Qingqing ignored him and treated him as air.

Fu Yunfeng understood that this meant agreement.

He quietly pulled out a chair and sat down next to Qingqing, a sincere smile slowly appearing on his face.

Fu Chao saw it through the camera and laughed too.

Although Qingqing in the middle was still cold as ice.

But this does not hinder Fu Chao and Fu Yunfeng's bright smiles, adding warmth to this family portrait.

Fu Chao thought thankfully: That’s great, mother is in a good mood today!
He suddenly became active and, as a filial son, started to hang around his parents.

I was very busy, sometimes recommending dishes to them and sometimes asking about their health.

This all went very well.

Even though Qingqing didn't even glance at Fu Yunfeng;

Even though Fu Yunfeng smiled and didn't say much throughout the whole process;

Even though Fu Chao alone carried out 80% of the conversation;
Overall, the atmosphere was pleasant.

…until a bowl of almond cheese was delivered from the store.

Almond yogurt, also known as almond tea.

"Suiyuan Food List" records: pound almonds into paste, remove the residue, mix with rice flour, add sugar and boil.

This classic Chinese dessert has existed since ancient times. An ancient poet praised it in a poem: "The streets are bustling in the early morning, and the food is delicious and can moisten the lungs and produce saliva. A bowl of nectar is really delicious, and nothing is sweeter than almond tea."

A bowl of freshly boiled, hot and thick almond cheese is white in color, sweet and delicate, and has a rich flavor. It also has the effect of moistening the lungs and relieving coughs. It is best to have a bowl after a meal.

The waiter who brought the almond cheese said that this was a dessert specially prepared by the chef for tonight's VIP guests.

When Fu Chao saw this, he thought to himself that this was bad and quickly waved his hand:
"withdraw."

The waiter stopped midway.

Fu Chao had no choice but to wink again.

The waiter didn't understand why, but was still ready to take the almond cheese away.

Qingqing spoke:

"No need to take it, just leave it here."

"mom."

Fu Chao shouted softly.

Qing Qing looked calm as he personally brought the almond milk to him and stirred it gently with a spoon:
"Mm, it smells really good. No wonder your sister likes it so much. She always asks for a bowl every morning when she wakes up. But I was afraid that she would rot her teeth if she ate too much, so I always made up all kinds of excuses not to let her eat it... Now that I think about it, I'm really not a qualified mother. I couldn't even bear to let her eat a bowl of almond milk, but I didn't know if she would have the chance to eat it later."

This is what Qingqing said the most tonight.

But every word was like a knife, piercing the hearts of everyone present and making them bleed.

Fu Chao's face was full of worry.

Fu Yunfeng's internal organs were in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

He called softly:
"Xiaoqing..."

"Do not call me!"

Qing Qing shouted angrily!

(End of this chapter)