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Chapter 130 Debunking Lin Zhiman Wants to Replace Credit
"Shushu..." Fu Qiu subconsciously cried out anxiously, but she obviously couldn't stop it.

The moment Fu Shushu's figure broke into the ward, Fu Qiu followed closely behind. Their appearance made Fu Chaowen and Lin Zhiman stop talking and looked over.

Lin Zhiman's dislike for her has risen to the extreme now, and all the good resources have been taken away by her, but at this moment in front of Fu Chaowen, he can only pretend to be weak and kind.

"Mrs. Fu, Shushu, you are here." Lin Zhiman stood up as he spoke, trying to give up his chair.

Fu Chaowen saw this scene sharply, and became even more annoyed by their appearance.

Immediately, he looked at them with a cold face, "Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to enter my ward? Get out, and don't force me to hire two security guards to guard the door."

Fu Shushu directly ignored his threats, and his eyes fell on Lin Zhiman who was at the side.

His expression was cold and his tone was very calm, "You said you stewed the bone broth?"

"Yeah, what's the matter? Shushu, don't worry, my bones are all the best in the market, and they are also very fresh. I get up early every day. I... I won't harm Brother Chaowen .”

Lin Zhiman replied weakly, there were tears in her eyes but she refused to let them fall.

With just a few words, it seemed like he was being bullied miserably.

Fu Shushu: "..." I'm speechless whether to say it or not.

"I believe in Zhiman, it's not up to you to take care of me and Zhiman!" Fu Chaowen immediately felt distressed, and looked at them even more fiercely.

He felt that he was showing too much mercy to his mother, otherwise he would not have let Zhiman be bullied.

He should send over the severance contract immediately!
"Look carefully, who made the soup for you." Fu Shushu directly reached out and took the thermal box containing chicken soup from his mother's hand and put it on the table.

"Peng" sounded.

Every day when Fu Qiu delivers chicken soup, he exchanges two insulated boxes back and forth, both of which look exactly the same.

"You want to say that you stewed it? It's really shameless! I've never seen you cook, how could you stew." Fu Chaowen sneered directly.

Fu Shushu is really a scheming bitch, and bought an identical heat preservation box specially to take credit for Zhiman.

I really thought he was stupid!

"Mom stewed it." The corners of Fu Shushu's mouth twitched, she seemed like someone who would cook soup for Fu Chaowen?

"How is it possible, I don't know how to drink your family's stew at all! You don't want to deceive me." Fu Chaowen looked slightly moved, but he was still full of partiality in his heart.

More trustworthy.

"Mrs. Fu, I also made soup for Chaowen. Could it be that our insulated box happened to be the same one? Did you misunderstand?" Lin Zhiman asked impatiently.

She expressed the four characters of being lovely and pitiful to the extreme.

"Yes, that must be the case. It is impossible for me to drink soup made by someone other than Zhiman." Fu Chaowen continued.

At this moment, Fu Qiu was lying when he said that he was not disappointed, because Zhiman had a rejection of books before his biological son, she thought that he was just relatively innocent and had no ability to distinguish good from bad.

But now, he would rather trust an outsider than his own mother.

"Fu Chaowen, I haven't taken you with me all these years, but we have tried our best to meet your requirements and your living expenses. Why don't you trust me as much as an outsider?"

Fu Chaowen felt a little uncomfortable when he heard his mother say that, so he looked away.

"That's because your family mistrusted outsiders and misunderstood indiscriminately."

"Okay, let's not talk about anything else, do you think Lin Zhiman stewed the soup?" Fu Qiu mocked in a low voice. A mother doesn't ask for anything in return, but she also hopes that her son will directly return it to outsiders.

"Yes."

Fu Qiu's heart was completely chilled when he heard the word "sure".

She went straight out to make a phone call.

Lin Zhiman couldn't help feeling a little flustered. Could Fu Qiu be able to find some strong evidence?If I had known earlier, she would not have admitted that she made the bone soup.

What if Fu Qiu can really expose her, what should she do...

"Brother Chaowen, if they think they made the bone soup, then it's theirs. Go out and find Mrs. Fu, don't make her sad, she is your mother after all, I have nothing to do with it."

"Zhiman, I don't allow anyone to take away your credit. That person doesn't recognize you. She's not my mother."

"Brother Chaowen, you..."

"From now on, you will be number one in my heart, and I will not recognize anyone who does not recognize you." Fu Chaowen said this without hesitation, regardless of whether his mother would hear it or not.

His mother would only think about Fu Shushu, so he didn't have to think about his mother.

Fu Shushu stood aside and listened to what the two said, and chuckled lightly: "Shit is all over my head."

"Who are you scolding, Fu Shushu!" Fu Chaowen immediately lowered his face.

"Curse the air." Fu Shushu's red lips curled up slightly, thinking that he was disabled and too lazy to confront him.

I was afraid that his legs would be broken in anger.

"You..." Fu Chaowen was furious, obviously scolding him, but Fu Shushu didn't admit it, he had nothing to do.

After a while

Fu Qiu entered the ward again, put the phone on speakerphone and put it beside the bed.

The deputy captain's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Captain, it's me, can you hear me?"

"What's the matter?" Fu Chaowen frowned, and had a bad guess in his heart. Mrs. Fu wouldn't threaten the deputy team, right?Crazy for taking credit?
"The bone soup was stewed by your mother. I can testify that she didn't want to admit it because she was afraid that you wouldn't want to drink it. Captain, if you don't believe me, you can adjust the surveillance in the hospital corridor. The next game on my side will start soon. Hang up first."

When the words fell, the phone was hung up directly.

Lin Zhiman's face was instantly livid with fright, and she forced a smile:
"It turned out to be such a coincidence. Mom and I used the same thermos box to deliver bone soup to brother Chaowen. It seems that we wanted to love him. It was just a misunderstanding."

"The insulation box is a rare product of designer J. I sold two of them back then, and I just bought them all. Now they are out of print. I would like to know where you got the insulation box exactly like mine? Not to mention the one on the table. Both are yours, with the initials of my eldest and second son written on the bottom."

If Fu Qiu really wanted to care about it, he was not ambiguous at all, and directly blocked Lin Zhiman with nothing to say.

These two insulated boxes were originally used by two children at school.

"I..." Lin Zhiman had fingernail marks on the palms of his pinched hands, but he couldn't explain why.

Fu Chaowen desperately wanted to check the bottom of the insulation box, but his hand couldn't work.

Fu Qiu noticed it sharply, and put the heat preservation box sideways, with the bottom facing him, so that he could see it easily.

The moment Fu Chaowen saw the words "FYS" and "FJZ" written on the two insulation boxes, his heart turned cold. He asked in disbelief, "Zhiman, you haven't cooked soup for me, have you?"

"No, I...I..." Lin Zhiman shook his head impatiently, trying to open his mouth to explain, but found that he couldn't say a word.

(End of this chapter)