Looking at the way Mr. Fu is hugging Wen Qiao affectionately, no matter how you look at it... they are a couple.
How can this be
Wen Jianmin's eyes suddenly flashed with joy, and he stretched out his hand: "It's Master Fu, your presence is truly an honor to my humble home."
Fu Nanli held Wen Qiao with one hand and put the other hand in his pocket. He did not reach out to shake hands with Wen Jianmin: "Can we go in? Qiao'er is afraid of the cold."
Lu Youyou's eyes lit up. "Qiao'er," what a doting name. Mr. Fu really knows how to dote on his girlfriend.
Wen Jianmin quickly half bowed and made a gesture of invitation: "Please come in. We are sorry for not welcoming you well and letting you stand in the cold wind at the door for so long. Please forgive us."
Wen Qiao lowered his eyes, with a somewhat sarcastic smile on his face. He never knew Wen Jianmin was such a gentle and polite person.
Zhong Hui followed behind, her legs weak with fear. Xu Lu supported her as she walked inside. Her voice was trembling: "How... How could it be Mr. Fu? Did I offend him by what I said just now?"
Xu Lu clenched her fists, looked at the back in front of her, gritted her teeth and said, "I'll apologize to Mr. Fu later."
Zhong Hui nodded vigorously: "Okay, okay, I apologize."
We walked through the aisle and entered the main hall, which was crowded with people. The guests were all wearing gorgeous formal suits. The room was decorated in European style, with colorful lights hanging on the windowsills. Everyone was laughing and chatting in low voices.
There was a small stage in the side hall with a piano on it and a violin on top of it. It was obvious that the brother and sister would be performing soon.
The Wen family probably holds such parties often.
While they were living in a small house on Shuying Road, worrying about their livelihood and unable to sleep at night because of their brother's illness, Wen Jianmin often brought his new wife and children here to sing and dance.
How ironic.
Wen Jianmin said respectfully: "Mr. Fu and our Qiao Qiao are..."
Wen Qiao lowered his head and smiled, our Qiao Qiao, hehe...
Lu Youyou rolled her eyes bluntly.
Fu Nanli said indifferently: "Qiao'er is my girlfriend."
Although it was obvious from his body language, Wen Jianmin was still deeply shocked when he heard Fu Nanli's personal admission.
This girl Wen Qiao actually managed to climb up such a high branch. Just thinking about it makes him scared. He has not been very good to this girl, and she is also a vengeful person.
Then he thought about how the business with the Fu family was cut short in an instant, probably because this girl went to Master Fu to cry and complain.
He was afraid, surprised and happy. This girl had hooked up with the Fu family. As long as he repaired his relationship with this girl, would he still worry about not being able to get along with the Fu family
This girl is his daughter. Between father and daughter, even if their bones are broken, they are still connected by tendons. There is nothing that cannot be overcome.
"You are very busy, how do you still have time to attend this kind of gathering?" Wen Jianmin asked politely.
Fu Nanli said in a deep voice, "I heard that Mr. Wen's stepdaughter composed a song that became popular, so this celebration banquet was held. My Qiao'er also composed a song before, which was also widely circulated, but you seem to have never celebrated for your own daughter. Let me see how your stepdaughter is better than our Qiao'er, so that you treat her differently."
Lu Youyou almost shouted 'bravo', Mr. Fu is awesome!
Wen Jianmin was so frightened that a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Mr. Fu didn't give him any face at all.
"Mr. Fu, you are joking. Qiao Qiao is my daughter. I will never treat her badly, Qiao Qiao, don't you think so?"
Wen Qiao looked at him with a smile: "I said no, you really treated me badly."
Fuck it!
(End of this chapter)