In the past, because of Qiao Simu's silly attitude, her daily clothes were mainly loose and comfortable, adding a bit of childlike interest.
Qiao Simu had never worn such clothes that highlighted her figure.
Even Zhang's mother didn't know that Qiao Simu had such a good figure and was so...sexy.
It would be better if...she could not speak.
Zhang's mother said excitedly: "Come and take a look."
Qiao Simu followed Ma Zhang's words and turned around in a circle.
Zhang Ma: "..."
When it first came out and was still and silent, it was a proud and beautiful swan.
When he talks and turns around, he looks like a... cute little duck that is clumsy.
Fu Zhuochen couldn't help but curve his lips when he saw the contrast between Qiao Simu's before and after.
Without disturbing them, he left quietly and said to the housekeeper: "Please pay attention. If Zhang Ma invites Mu Mu to have a dance teacher, don't stop her."
The butler nodded in agreement.
But out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but look toward the dance studio.
Could it be that the eldest young master is attracted by Miss Qiao's appearance?
The housekeeper quickly informed Mr. Fu of this news.
After Mr. Fu found out about this, he couldn't help but call Fu Zhuochen and asked, "What do you think of that girl Xiaomu?"
According to his wishes, either he should send her back, or he should simply recognize her as his stepdaughter, so that she can stay in the Fu family legitimately.
But Fu Zhuochen refused both methods.
Fu Zhuochen tried to test whether he wanted to marry her, but Fu Zhuochen didn't agree.
Are you asking Qiao Simu to learn dancing now?
Hearing this, Fu Zhuochen said calmly: "I just raised her like a daughter."
Mr. Fu looked at him suspiciously: "As a daughter, you are not married and have no children. Do you know what it is like to raise a daughter?"
Fu Zhuochen frowned slightly, "I have a sense of propriety."
"You really need to be measured." Mr. Fu frowned and said to Fu Zhuochen.
Fu Zhuochen looked at Mr. Fu and silently asked him what he meant.
Mr. Fu looked deeply at Fu Zhuochen, "Do you still remember your marriage to Xiaoyue?"
Fu Zhuochen's frown deepened when he mentioned this matter.
Why is this problem happening again?
Fu Zhuochen did not answer his question immediately.
Mr. Fu said: "It's useless if you don't speak. You promised me before that you would consider this matter carefully, and you also expressed no objection.
Since you don't object, then I'll treat you as agreeable, but look at your banquet last night. Even if you weren't going with Xiaoyue, you should have invited her for the opening dance. Why did you think of inviting Xiaomu?
Although Xiaoyue didn't say it, you made Xiaoyue lose face and made her sad like this?
Just because she doesn't speak out doesn't mean she doesn't feel uncomfortable, it's just that she is sensible."
Fu Zhuochen looked like he didn't think there was any problem with this. He looked at Mr. Fu calmly and said, "I think Mu Mu danced quite well last night."
Mr. Fu took a breath and said, "Yes, I am indeed a good dancer, but it is only good. There is still a lot of room for improvement. But if you invite Xiaoyue, the effect will only be better."
That's different!
A voice of rejection immediately arose in Fu Zhuochen's heart.
But when this voice came out, he was stunned.
However, it is indeed different.
That girl Mumu's hands and feet are a little uncoordinated and her movements are clumsy.
Fu Zhuochen said quietly: "Well, I'll consider her next time."
Listening to Fu Zhuochen's obviously perfunctory words, Mr. Fu glared at him angrily: "You know how to perfunctory me.
Do you really plan to invite Xiaoyue next time? Then what kind of dancing are you going to ask Xiaomu to learn?"
Fu Zhuochen said softly: "There is nothing wrong with learning more. Even if Mu Mu's brain is not as good as others, wouldn't it be nice to be able to blossom in other areas?"
Mr. Fu looked at Fu Zhuochen meaningfully and asked seriously: "Achen, grandpa asks you again, do you really just raise Xiaomu as a daughter? Instead of falling in love with her?"
Fu Zhuochen immediately said: "Grandpa, I don't like anyone."
"Then Xiaoyue..."
"I don't like her either." Fu Zhuochen answered very decisively, "I have no objection to marrying Shen Mingyue, because that is what you want. She is also my savior. I don't care who I want to marry."
Mr. Fu quickly said: "How can it be indifferent? You have to find someone you like. This is a matter of your life. As long as you like it, no matter what the other person's family background is, grandpa will agree to you."
Fu Zhuochen raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Grandpa is so open-minded? As long as I like it, it doesn't matter who the other person is?"
Mr. Fu nodded: "Not bad."
"What if it's Mu Mu's?" Fu Zhuochen asked casually.
Mr. Fu's heart skipped a beat and he immediately asked: "So, you really fall in love with that girl Xiaomu?! Do you want to marry her?"
Fu Zhuochen sighed and said, "Grandpa, I'm just following your words, you don't have to take it to heart."
After a pause, he said: "If you really like Shen Mingyue that much, then I will marry her. However, I really don't want to get married yet. I haven't managed the company in three years. I need some time to get familiar with her."
Mr. Fu knew that his eldest grandson had always been very independent, so he no longer forced him: "Okay, okay, just remember to get married. But don't drag me until I stretch my legs and you are still alone."
"Okay, no, don't worry. If there's nothing else, I'll go back to the company first." Fu Zhuochen said to Mr. Fu.
"Go away." Mr. Fu said angrily.
Looking at Fu Zhuochen's leaving figure, I thought about what he just said.
When he said he wanted to marry that girl Xiaomu, was it really just a casual comment, or had he really thought about it?
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In the dance studio, Qiao Simu was pressed down by Zhang's mother, who pressed her legs and lowered her waist. After discovering that her body was surprisingly soft, he followed the video and asked her to do a set of simple stretches.
He tortured Qiao Simu so much that half of his life was almost lost.
After returning to the room, I quickly changed out of my clothes, took a shower, and lay down comfortably on the bed. She refused to exercise no matter what, and welded herself to the bed.
Zhang Ma had no choice but to give up.
After Zhang Ma left, Qiao Simu lay on the bed, swinging her legs comfortably, looking at her phone, and watching the group of people chatting nonsense.
Until a message popped up, Qiao Simu immediately sat up with excitement.
Looking at the messages on the phone screen, my eyes seemed to be shining.
Qu Huihui: [I have never seen Fu Zhuochen before, but I know a little about the tattoo on his wrist. 】