Cute Baby: Her Scum Husband

Brush, memory seems to go back to their two years of marriage, Fu Qianchen talk is like this, like a poison knife, always in her unprepared when ruthlessly stabbed.

Holding back the pain in his heart, Qiao Yumeng sneered, "that really bothers Mr. Fu."

Fu Qianchen Leng Leng, also don't know is Qiao Yumeng that sneer stabbed to the bottom of his heart pain or how, he actually felt a nameless fire from the sole of his feet all over the body, breath left Qiao Yumeng's ward.

After he left, Qin Yihang looked at Qiao Yumeng helplessly for a long time, "he bought you a wig, which shows that he has that heart, why do you deliberately provoke him?"

"I..." Qiao Yumeng wanted to deny, but the man in front of him was her uncle. He didn't even need to observe anything, so he could know for sure whether she was lying or telling the truth. After hesitating for a while, she sighed helplessly: "I don't know why it's so easy to get angry when I face him, Maybe I hate him at the bottom of my heart... "

"Hate?" Qin Yihang shook his head in disapproval, "silly girl, you are generous to anyone, but you care about him. It's because you care too much, so you can't stand his mistakes, even if you can't count them wrong."

"Uncle... I'm your family." Qiao Yumeng said helplessly.

"Yes, but my uncle also wants to remind you to see your heart clearly and don't miss it again."

"I see." Qiao Yumeng answered perfunctorily. In fact, his heart was in a mess, and he couldn't make it clear.

In the evening, Qiao Yuxi wants to pay Qianchen to send her to see Qiao Yumeng after school. He also follows her. He doesn't speak as if he is a transparent person. Qiao Yuxi seems to find that the two people are in conflict. Especially, the wig on Qiao Yumeng's head is obviously not bought by Fu Qianchen, so he can understand what happened.

"Uncle Fu, haven't you bought my mother the wig yet?" Joe asked.

Fu Qianchen was a little embarrassed when he thought of the wig he had thrown into the trunk. However, facing Qiao Yuxi's bright eyes, he had to reply: "I forgot to take it in the car."

"Then go and get it. Mom must like it very much." Qiao Yuxi gave Qian Chen a sly wink.

Fu Qianchen, who was still suffocating, suddenly felt suddenly enlightened. He nodded and turned downstairs to take Qiao Yumeng's wig.

After Fu Qianchen left, Qiao Yu looked forward to the wig on Qiao Yu's head and asked, "Mom, uncle fan bought it for you?"

"How do you know?" Qiao Yumeng looks at Qiao Yuxi in surprise. The child is more and more intelligent.

"You don't have to guess." Qiao Yuxi shrugged, "does uncle fan want to chase his mother?"

"Well, it's not." Qiao Yumeng denied that she admitted that she felt very happy when she was with fan Yunze, but happiness does not mean that she has feelings for fan Yunze.

"Mom lied." Qiao Yuxi pointed to Qiao Yu's wig. "If he doesn't like his mother, why would he send her a wig? This kind of thing is very intimate. It can only be given by people who are very close to each other!"

"It's... Is it?" Qiao Yumeng suddenly felt that the wig on his head was heavy.

"Of course!" Qiao Yuxi farted at Qiao Yumeng, "so if you don't like Uncle fan, you can even accept the wig given by Uncle Fu. In this way, you can tell Uncle fan that you are just an ordinary friend and don't have so many complicated feelings."

"Can this prove it?" Qiao Yumeng's eyes twitched.

"At least it means that wigs don't mean anything to you." Joe gave a serious analysis.

Qiao Yumeng feels a little dizzy by Qiao Yuxi. Later, after Fu Qianchen carried her wig into the ward, she took it by surprise.

"This is a long hair that looks like mom's original hairstyle." Qiao Yuxi took the initiative to introduce to Qiao Yumeng, "this is short hair, because it may be inconvenient for mother to lie in bed with long hair, so she bought a short hair."

"How do you know so well?" According to Fu Qianchen's character, he orders others to buy whatever he wants. He can never do it himself, so Qiao Yumeng is a little surprised.

"Of course I know. Uncle Fu and I bought the wig together." After that, Qiao Yuxi apologized to Gao Jiayi in his heart, and then said, "because Uncle Fu bought two wigs, I asked him why. He told me that."

It's obviously Gao Jiayi's credit that Fu Qianchen robbed him. Fu Qianchen is a little embarrassed.

"Oh." Qiao Yumeng can only answer drily, looking at Fu Qianchen, who is standing there with a calm look, it seems that she really misunderstood him.

After saying goodbye to Qiao Yumeng, Fu Qianchen takes Qiao Yuxi to buy vegetables. Looking at a variety of food materials, Fu Qianchen doesn't know how to do it. He plans strategies in the shopping mall and can earn tens of millions of Fu Qianchen with just one word. Suddenly, he feels that cooking is really a difficult thing."Uncle Fu, what are you going to cook?" Joe asked.

"Baked chicken with salt." This is the only Chinese dish name that emerges in Fu Qianchen's mind. He always orders dishes casually and never records the dish name seriously.

"What's that?" Qiao Yuxi looked at him blankly. She had eaten stewed chicken, big plate chicken and spicy chicken, but she had never eaten the so-called ancient salt baked chicken.

"Cough." Fu Qianchen was a little embarrassed and wanted to say that he might as well cook tomorrow. But he thought that he had promised Qiao Yuxi, so he took a little of each ingredient and went home with three bags full of ingredients.

When they went back, the kitchen had been redecorated. Looking at the brand-new, bright and well-equipped kitchen, Qiao Yuxi was surprised and couldn't close his mouth. "Uncle Fu, what's the matter? I remember the kitchen was empty last night... "

"Well, I had it decorated today."

"Oh." Qiao Yuxi nodded and looked at Fu Qianchen expectantly. "Uncle Fu, please start cooking. We don't order takeout tonight. Try your craft."

After working hard for an hour, Fu Qianchen, in addition to rice, looked at two dark dishes and a pot of salty soup, and felt that his life had been hit for the first time.

"Uncle Fu, are you ready to eat?" Qiao Yuxi came into the kitchen with a hand-made dish. When he saw the two dishes in front of Fu Qianchen, his smile froze.

"Cough." Fu Qianchen was a little embarrassed. "Why don't I invite a chef to teach me tomorrow, and go out to eat today?"

Although Qiao Yuxi didn't want to hurt Fu Qianchen's enthusiasm, he couldn't eat the two dishes, so he nodded, "OK, listen to Uncle Fu."