The tattoo on Fu Zhuochen's wrist was already a little faded, and she wanted to take a closer look to see if it was the tattoo she had in mind.
However, before she had time to see clearly, Zhang Ma hurriedly opened the door and entered without even knocking.
When Qiao Simu heard the sound, he immediately hid the silver needle.
When Zhang Ma came in, she saw Qiao Simu kneeling on the bed, tilting her head and looking motionlessly at Fu Zhuochen, who was still sleeping. She was so scared that she flew away immediately.
He closed the door immediately, walked quickly to the bed, and dragged Qiao Simu off the bed. With deep anger, he said in a suppressed voice: "How many times have I told you, never give up."
You can’t touch Mr. Fu!”
Then he quickly looked at Fu Zhuochen and the detector.
This little fool must not cause any more trouble!
Qiao Simu flattened her mouth, lowered her head, and said aggrievedly: "Mu Mu just wanted to see my good-looking brother and didn't touch him."
Zhang Ma was anxious and angry, and poked Qiao Simu's head with her index finger: "Can you let me say anything good about you! Now the Fu family is going to send you back! You can't give me some anger!!"
She was angry at Qiao Simu, a fool who was useless, and she was even more afraid that if Qiao Simu had to be sent back to Qiao's house within two days of coming to Fu's house, would the husband and wife be furious?
Will Mr. and Mrs. feel that they are useless and want to kick them out of the Qiao family?
No, no, I have to find a way to make this fool stay. At least I can't drive this fool away while I'm still in the Fu family!
Qiao Simu still lowered her head and frowned slightly, even if Zhang Ma poked her in the head, she couldn't care less.
Fu Zhuoheng and Shen Mingyue have convinced Mr. Fu so quickly to send me away?
Recalling the performances of Shen Mingyue and Fu Zhuoheng, Qiao Simu understood clearly.
He raised his head slightly and looked at Fu Zhuochen casually, his eyes finally falling on his right wrist.
She hadn't seen clearly the tattoo on Fu Zhuochen's wrist just now. Even if more evidence pointed to him now, she couldn't be 100% sure.
Staying with Fu Zhuochen is the easiest way to confirm whether he is the kindhearted person he was back then.
Zhang Ma was thinking about how to let this fool stay in Fu's house. She turned around and saw this fool looking at Fu Zhuochen infatuatedly.
The worry and impatience in her heart made Zhang Ma's anger become more and more intense. She took two steps forward and gave Qiao Simu a slap on the head without any explanation, "What time is it now! If you don't think of a way, you will just become an idiot!"
You’re so stupid, forget it!”
Your uncle’s pain hurts so much!
Have you practiced Iron Palm?!
After complaining in his heart, he was covering his head in pain on the outside: "Ooooooo, my head hurts."
Seeing Qiao Simu crying, Zhang Ma felt even more impatient. She raised her hand and wanted to use violence to make her shut up and stop making noise.
He raised his hand in the air, looking at Qiao Simu's painful look, and had a flash of inspiration.
Judging from the conversation between Fu Zhuoheng and Mr. Fu just now, Mr. Fu is still willing to believe Chong Xi's words, and she still hopes that fool will stay.
If this fool is allowed to pretend to be sick and ask for mercy from Mr. Fu, he can stay a little longer, and then slowly think about how to make this fool stay more reasonably.
Qiao Simu glanced at Zhang Ma from the corner of her eye.
This Zhang Ma is also a smart person, she understands everything at once.
When Zhang Ma was thinking about what to say later, Fu Zhuoheng led a group of servants to Fu Zhuochen's room, pointed at Qiao Simu and Zhang Ma, and said arrogantly: "Give them two
I'll kick him out!"
Zhang Ma knew about this in advance and didn't look too confused now.
He kept a calm expression on his face: "The young lady was personally invited by Mr. Fu to celebrate Young Master Fu's birthday. If the old man feels that the young lady is not needed to celebrate the wedding and wants to drive the young lady away, then does Mr. Fu also have to come in person?"
Fu Zhuoheng sneered disdainfully when he heard this: "A fool and a servant have the nerve to let my grandpa talk to you personally? Who are you?!"
Zhang Ma pinched the corner of her clothes, tried hard to control her emotions, and said loudly: "This is not the reason for high or low status, but the most basic benevolence, righteousness and morality.
It was your Fu family who personally invited my young lady to celebrate. Even if it didn't happen in the end, the reputation of my young lady has been damaged. No matter how low-key we are, we should give an explanation, right?"
Fu Zhuoheng sneered disdainfully, and was about to speak when Mr. Fu, who had been listening to their conversation in the corridor, walked in, "What you said makes sense. This matter is our Fu family's debt to the Qiao family."
Zhang Ma felt a little relieved when she heard this, but before she could completely exhale, she heard Mr. Fu's voice again.
"It's just that you, the Qiao family, played such a trick in exchange for the prince. It was you who were at fault in the first place. It's your fault that things have developed to this point. You have no one to blame.
The Fu family will not pursue your Qiao family's little thoughts, nor will they get back the betrothal gift they gave out. The lunch box is just compensation." Mr. Fu's words were unhurried and full of energy, and there was no room for rejection in his words.
Fu Zhuoheng's face was filled with a proud smile, "Now that you have heard what my grandpa said, you can get out!"
These arrogant words made Mr. Fu frown.
It is true that he is dissatisfied with the Qiao family, and it is also true that he still has some hope for Chong Xi in his heart.
If it weren't for Shen Mingyue and Fu Zhuoheng, even if Qiao Simu was a fool, he would have kept her. Even now, his heart is still fifteen and sixteen, and he is not sure whether to let Qiao Simu leave.
Thinking like this, his eyes fell on Qiao Simu involuntarily, and saw that her beautiful eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and her fair and beautiful little face also slightly pouted her cheeks, looking aggrieved and cute at the same time.
Mr. Fu felt soft and asked her, "Mumu, what's wrong with you?"
Qiao Simu raised his head and glanced at Mr. Fu, then lowered his head and said nothing.
Mr. Fu only thought that she was unhappy because she was about to be sent away, and sighed helplessly: "If you want to eat anything, tell grandpa, and grandpa will have someone pack it up and take it back for you to eat."
Qiao Simu shook his head slowly.
This fool actually knows what to do at critical moments.
Zhang Ma breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the time had come, she said to Mr. Fu: "Old man, Miss, she is a little uncomfortable. You see it's getting late. Otherwise... let her stay one more night."
, let’s go back to Qiao’s house after you have a good rest.”
Fu Zhuoheng was unwilling and immediately retorted: "Stay one more night? Do you have to stay another day after staying one night? If this goes on endlessly, will you end up in the Fu family?!"
"Mr. Fu." Zhang Ma saw that Mr. Fu was soft-hearted, so she refused to argue with Fu Zhuoheng and pinned all her hopes on Mr. Fu.
Fu Zhuoheng quickly persuaded: "Grandpa, you must not be soft-hearted. Once you let them stay this night, they will definitely go further!"
Mr. Fu looked at Qiao Simu, then at Fu Zhuoheng, and finally at Fu Zhuochen, with a very tangled look in his eyes.