Adorable baby strikes: Emperor Shao spoils his bad wife alone

Chapter 262
For what happened three years ago, Mr. Chu also felt guilty. In addition, Chu Zhiyao was the best of his grandchildren. How could he let Chu Zhiyao leave? Besides, now that Fang Pengpeng is back, all problems will be solved. He believes that Chu Zhiyao will have a sense of what means may be used in the middle.

"Grandpa believes that you have sense of proportion. You are the eldest grandson of the Chu family."

"Then we'll move out tomorrow."

Chu Zhiyao didn't talk nonsense, although leaving the Chutian Group had no effect on him, but with the Chutian Group in his hands, it was much more convenient to do many things.

"Okay, Ah Yao, is Peng Peng seriously injured?"

The old man of the Chu family asked again. He knew that his grandson-in-law was disabled, and after returning, she seemed to be held by his grandson all the time, which made him feel even more guilty.

"It's all fine now. More than half a month ago, there was an accident. Pengpeng was injured and lost her memory. This accident made her stand up instead. Now everything is fine. If Grandpa has nothing else to do, I'll go back to the room first." gone."

Chu Zhiyao knew that his grandfather felt guilty, but this was his grandfather, Chu Zhiyao still couldn't bear it, so he said in a calm tone as much as possible.

"That's good, that's good, that's good—"

The tense face of Mrs. Chu finally relaxed. As long as there is nothing wrong with him, he is old and can't care about the affairs of his children and grandchildren. Chutian Group believes that his grandson has a sense of proportion. Now he can really let go.

Leaving the study, Chu Zhiyao frowned even tighter. Today's grandpa is not like a grandpa. He feels that grandpa seems to have something to hide from him, but it's not important. He will take Pengpeng out of Chu's house first.

He will not let Pengpeng suffer any more harm, even if it is from his own parents. Tonight, his mother's attitude is very obvious, and she is already dissatisfied with Pengpeng.

When Chu Zhiyao returned to the room, Fang Pengpeng hadn’t woken up yet. Chu Zhiyao turned on the computer and found all the information on the original arson case. He felt that there was the biggest murderer among them. The missing prison guard was definitely not the real murderer. As for Although Ding Manyu is the planner behind the scenes, there must be an implementer. Such a big fire is definitely not something a prison guard can do.

However, after three years, the people involved in the fire case were removed from their posts or transferred away. It will definitely take more effort to investigate now.

He looked at the files of all the staff members of the detention center, and the missing prison guards lined up at the end. He locked his target on two people, one was the prison guard who was in charge of the security of the building, and the other was the deputy director of the detention center. One was demoted and transferred from the detention center, and one resigned.

"Husband, husband—"

Just when Chu Zhiyao decided to check the information of the two of them again, Fang Pengpeng on the bed seemed to wake up.

"I'm here, I'm-"

Hearing Fang Pengpeng calling her husband, she hurried to the bedside.

The doctor said that Fang Pengpeng is now a fragile time, especially after recovering her memory, she may have a lot of negative emotions, especially the memory of the past three years, which is very likely to cause a particularly large change in her mood, making Chu Zhiyao pays more attention and cares more.

"Husband, what time is it—"

Fang Pengpeng would be a little confused, and actually wanted to sleep, but she remembered that it was already dark when she slept, and she would be very hungry.

Basically, she didn't eat anything that day. She only drank a glass of juice and a piece of bread on the plane.

"It's eight o'clock in the evening. Are you hungry? Are you interested in going out for dinner with your husband?"

Chu Zhiyao leaned over and kissed Fang Pengpeng's lips, and Fang Pengpeng's hand wrapped around his neck naturally.

"I really want to accompany you, but my husband, I'm going to be so hungry that I have no energy, why don't we eat something casually."

Fang Pengpeng responded to Chu Zhiyao, she would be really hungry, the exercise on the bed before used up what little energy she had left.

"Then wife, take a rest, I'll go to the kitchen to see what else is left."

Chu Zhiyao kissed Fang Pengpeng's brow and eyes distressedly, even though he had slept, there were still bruises under his eyes.

"Okay, then I'll go down later, husband, if there's nothing else, let's cook some noodles."

Seeing Chu Zhiyao leave, the smile on Fang Pengpeng's face also faded, she sat up, then lay back and rubbed her face, just like what the doctor said, when all the memories flooded her, she almost collapsed , especially what Ding Manting did to her.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Pengpeng stood up and went into the bathroom to take a hot bath to relieve physical and mental fatigue.

Chu's Kitchen
Chu Zhiyao went to the kitchen to look around, and there was basically everything that one could expect, but he only made simple noodles.

"Eldest young master, what do you want to eat? Let me make it." The chef hurried over when he saw Chu Zhiyao entering the kitchen.

"No, you go and rest, I'll cook some noodles."

Although he knew what Fang Pengpeng liked to eat, but just now his wife said that she was very hungry, so Chu Zhiyao really decided to cook noodles because she was afraid that she would have to wait.

"Master, do you want noodles with fried sauce, noodles in soup, or fried noodles..."

"Stop, Master Cheng, I can do it myself, you go to rest."

Chu Zhiyao's head got bigger when he heard it. Although the noodles are the same, the operation is very different.

"Master, there are cut meats in the refrigerator, and washed vegetables here, do you want..."

"Okay, I'll do it myself, you go out quickly."

As soon as Chu Zhiyao said that, he pushed the person out and closed the kitchen door.

Chu Zhiyao's noodles were cooked, but Fang Pengpeng just put out the bath water, when Chu Zhiyao filled the noodles and came upstairs, Fang Pengpeng was soaking comfortably in the bathtub.

Chu Zhiyao was startled when he didn't see Fang Pengpeng in the room. Fortunately, Fang Pengpeng forgot to close the bathroom door. Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, Chu Zhiyao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Honey, would you like me to give you a massage?"

"No need, I just want to have a meeting, husband, are the noodles ready?"

Fang Pengpeng submerged himself in the water. Even though they were husband and wife, they still felt really embarrassed in this way.

"Not yet, you soak for a while, I'll go down and cook." Chu Zhiyao checked the temperature of the water, guessing that his wife had just soaked it, and paused for a while.

Fang Pengpeng did not doubt that there was him, but when Chu Zhiyao came up again, Fang Pengpeng was stunned.

"Honey, why did you take the meal to the bathroom?"

"Honey, the noodles are ready. They won't taste good if left for a long time. Let's take a bath and eat at the same time."

As Chu Zhiyao said, he had already come to the bathtub, and first picked up a small green vegetable.

"No, I'll get up and eat by myself."

I don't know if it's because of the water temperature, or because of shyness, Fang Pengpeng's face turned red.

"It's okay, you can soak it first, wife, come, and try my husband's craft."

Chu Zhiyao insisted.

"Husband, did you really cook it?" Fang Pengpeng took a sip and said, the taste was good. In his memory, it seemed that Chu Zhiyao had been to cook in the past, and this bowl of noodles, Fang Pengpeng looked up, it was really rich and full of nutrition.

"Of course, come, eat some noodles, no more soup."

Chu Zhiyao blew cold noodles and brought them to Fang Pengpeng's lips.

"You eat too." When Chu Zhiyao was feeding again, Fang Pengpeng pushed Chu Zhiyao's hand with his hands full of foam, letting him eat by himself.

The two of you were kissing each other affectionately, and the two children came over.

Everyone must know that Chu Zhiyao made such a big commotion in the kitchen. Qin'er missed her mother very much. When she came over, she saw that the door was open, so she hurried in.

Chu Boyi also came up. He knew that the boss and Pengpeng had gone out in the afternoon, and presumably went to see Qian Jiahui. He also wanted to know what Qian Jiahui had revealed, so he came along.

"Third Uncle, Dad, Mommy isn't here."

The two children looked at the bed, but saw no one, and there was no one in the room.

"Impossible, just now I saw the boss bring up the bowl, could it be..."

Chu Boyi came in when he heard that the boss was not there.

"Hush—" Chu Boyi made a gesture of silence, and then pointed to the door of the bathroom.

"Third Uncle, Dad, Mommy is inside."

It just so happened that Chu Zhiyao's voice came out from inside, Peipei had an expectant smile on his face, stood on tiptoe, and leaned towards the bathroom with small steps.

"Third Uncle, Dad, what is Mommy doing in the bathroom?"

Qin'er didn't dare to go forward. From her point of view, the bathroom is a place to take a shower. Mommy and Dad are inside...

"Mommy—"

Before Qin'er got the answer, Pei Pei who entered the bathroom called out for Mommy, Chu Boyi was startled, took Qin'er and followed.

"Dad, Mommy, why do you eat in the bathroom?"

Peipei stared wide-eyed at Chu Zhiyao who was feeding in front of the bathtub.

"Boss, I - didn't mean to."

When Chu Boyi heard the meal, he followed it, but when he saw the bathtub, his mind went bang, and he hurried out.

"Honey, you go out first, I'll eat later when I get up."

Seeing his son, daughter, and Chu Boyi, Fang Pengpeng was so embarrassed that he refused to eat this meeting, and sank into the water.

"Wife, don't pay attention to them, you can have a meeting again, we will have a drink while eating, Peipei, Qin'er, have you finished your homework?"

Chu Zhizhi asked his son solemnly, these guys are really too much, barging in without his consent.

"It's done, Mommy—" Qin'er didn't leave, but followed in.

"Peipei, Qin'er, you guys wait outside first, let Mommy have a meeting later."

Chu Zhiyao was so depressed. The sweet time of their husband and wife was ruined just like that. Of course, he couldn't be angry with his daughter, so he could only blame Chu Lao San.

"Husband, you go out first, I won't soak anymore."

Fang Pengpeng was extremely embarrassed, not to mention giving a bad demonstration to the child, and being seen by his brother-in-law, which is very embarrassing.

"Father's, it smells so good, I want to eat it." Peipei's eyes had already fixed on Chu Zhiyao's bowl, looking very appetizing and really wanting to eat.

"Let your third uncle do it for you, there is still in the kitchen." Hearing this, Chu Zhiyao immediately dismissed his son.

"The one in Dad's bowl seems to be..." Peipei looked at the bowl in Chu Zhiyao's hand, and refused to leave.

(End of this chapter)