Aunt Rong said happily, "These are all the young master's favorites."
At dinner, there was another person, Gu Xiao, at the table. Wen Qiao tried her best to distract Mr. Fu's attention, acting like a spoiled child, being cute, and even telling crosstalk for the first time.
Ye Minqiu was particularly discerning, with one being the funny man and the other being the supporting actor, the atmosphere at the dinner table was quite good.
This meal was a bit painful for Gu Xiao, but this was already a qualitative leap. After all, the last time he came, he was kicked out by the old man, but now he could actually sit down and eat together.
He looked at Wen Qiao with gratitude, while Wen Qiao was still telling crosstalk in an exaggerated manner.
After the meal, Fu Nanli, who knew when to quit, and Wen Qiao took Gu Xiao away from the Fu family mansion. Old Master Fu left the servants, went upstairs and entered his son's study.
In the car, Fu Nanli leaned lazily against the door, and glanced at Wen Qiao with his narrow and long phoenix eyes: "I didn't know you could perform crosstalk."
Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief. The socializing at the dinner table just now had exhausted all her enthusiasm. This bastard actually teased her. Does he have any conscience
Wen Qiao snorted and turned his head away.
The man's slender fingers clamped her chin, and his calloused fingertips gently rubbed her soft skin: "Who did you learn this from?"
Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow: "Self-taught."
Fu Nanli whispered in his ear: "I've never seen you act so coquettishly before. Use that voice tonight, ok?"
Wen Qiao bit his chin and said, "That's a lot to ask for."
"Is it a kitten or a puppy? How come it has learned to bite people?"
Gu Xiao sat in the passenger seat, feeling somewhat tormented.
The car stopped downstairs of the apartment building. Fu Nanli opened the door, picked the man up, and whispered to Lao Hu: "Send him back."
Wen Qiao had no choice but to act coquettishly and cutely to satisfy a man's bad taste. She was so coquettish that she couldn't stand it, but the man seemed to enjoy her soft and cute side. Finally, he whispered in her ear in a low voice: "It's always like this from now on."
On Jing'an Road, Gu Xiao was talking excitedly to his grandmother about the affairs of the Fu family mansion. He was much more cheerful now, and his grandmother was very pleased.
"Mr. Fu and Xiao Wen are both good people. Don't listen to your mother in the future. Get closer to them, okay?"
"Yeah I know."
The phone vibrated, and Gu Xiao looked and saw that it was a message from He Xihuai. His car was parked on the road outside the back door. Gu Xiao, wrapped in a thick down jacket, appeared next to a Maybach.
Through the dim street lights, he saw that his brother's expression seemed colder than before. He opened the car door and got in, and told him what happened today again.
He Xihuai sneered: "You are such a useless thing."
Gu Xiao was stunned for a moment. His brother had always taught him to be ruthless and cruel. He would be disgusted with him if he didn't do things according to his wishes. But it was not like now. He always felt that his brother really disliked him for being so weak and caring about family affection.
Didn’t his brother always know that he longed for family affection
He was silent, somewhat angrily. He Xihuai had just returned from Seattle and asked him some routine questions, among which Wen Qiao was mentioned most frequently.
Gu Xiao's brows gradually furrowed: "Brother, I've already told you not to bother Wen Qiao anymore. We are getting along very well now. Please don't break this harmony, okay?"
He Xihuai's eyes were distant and without warmth, and his voice was somewhat careless: "It's getting late, you should go in quickly, so that your grandma won't worry."
(End of this chapter)