Obviously, Ning Qian was the type who couldn't shed tears without seeing the coffin.
Now that she knows she has nowhere to go and no one supports her, she knows she is in a hurry.
In the face of Fu Linglong's words, Ning Qian also endured it, and said with a good attitude: "Yes, it's my fault. I'll never do it again, Auntie, give me another chance, okay? In the future, I promise to listen to your words and not cause you any trouble."
"I can't give you a chance." Fu Linglong said, "Unless Gu Yuze's aunt and uncle forgive you, there is nothing I can do."
Fu Jingyu was her own younger brother. Of course, she couldn't even give up her own younger brother for a Ning Qian who had not married yet.
"Then can you apologize to my aunt and uncle, I really know I'm wrong." Ning Qian said gently.
Her voice is easy to soften.
However, Fu Linglong was angry with Old Man Gu today and was worried.
She said to Ning Qian, "Apologizing for this kind of thing, you can go by yourself."
If Ning Qian was not allowed to marry in, it was also what Fu Jingyu said.
Fu Jingyu's attitude always depends on Ye Fanxing's mood, so unless Ye Fanxing is no longer angry with Ning Qian, this matter will not be so easy to solve.
Ning Qian held the phone and thought of Ye Fanxing. She looked down on Ye Fanxing so much, and it was even harder for her to apologize to Ye Fanxing now.
But, if she doesn't apologize, she will lose Gu Yuze.
The cook in the family took a leave of absence because of her son's marriage, and a new cook came to the family.
Ye Fanxing was sitting in the dining room, the central air conditioner kept overflowing, and the small light bulb sat next to her, and the two ate together.
"This is mine." Ye Fanxing looked at the last chicken wing and reached out to clip it.
Lightbulb said, "Mine."
He is not very old, but he holds chopsticks in a decent manner.
Ye Fanxing became more serious when he saw that his son was going to rob him, "I don't care, it's mine."
"Dad, look at Mom." Seeing this, Little Bulb couldn't help but sue Fu Jingyu.
Fu Jingyu raised his eyebrows and looked at these two little babies. There was only one son in the family. How could he think they were two children
He looked at the small light bulb and said with a serious face, "Let it be to your mother."
"..." Little Bulb originally thought that Fu Jingyu would also help him, but when he heard Fu Jingyu speak, he wanted to cry.
He felt bullied.
Ye Fanxing looked at the little guy who was about to cry, and put the chicken wings into his bowl, "Here you are."
"Mom." Little Bulb looked at Ye Fanxing.
"What's wrong?" Ye Fanxing asked.
The little bulb said, "Did I pick it up from the trash can?"
"..." Ye Fanxing looked at his son and almost didn't laugh out loud, "Eating a chicken wing, you just picked it up from the trash can?"
"Xiao Mi said she picked it up from the garbage."
Xiaomi is his friend in kindergarten.
Ye Fanxing looked at the little guy, "Of course not. Stupid boy, if you want to pick it up, you also picked it up on the side of the road. It's so dirty in the trash can."
"… "
After listening to the light bulb, he got off the chair.
Mother Fu came out, and the little light bulb walked in front of her, "Grandma."
"What's wrong, Yangyang?" She looked at the little bulb with concern.
Mother Fu came here today. After the misunderstanding with Ye Fanxing last time, she has always felt guilty and came here today.
Little Bulb said, "Mom said I picked it up on the roadside."
Mother Fu smiled, "she's teasing you."
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