"No, why would my good-looking brother think it's Mu Mu?" Qiao Simu blinked and asked innocently.
Her face looked normal, but only she knew how fast her heart was beating at the moment.
Fu Zhuochen directly took out a video and put it in front of Qiao Simu. The restored surveillance video was playing on his phone.
The video above isn't particularly clear, but the figure from behind does look like her.
"Is that you?" Fu Zhuochen asked again.
Qiao Simu flattened her mouth and bit her lip slightly, but she didn't speak.
Fu Zhuochen's heart beat inexplicably faster, and there seemed to be a voice shouting deep in his heart. He was inexplicably eager to know the answer.
He didn't know why, but he was expecting that person to be the little girl in front of him.
"Is it you?" Fu Zhuochen held Qiao Simu's arms with both hands and asked again.
Although Qiao Simu's head was slightly lowered, he kept looking at the video from the corner of his eye.
The large coat covered most of her dress, and the hem of her dress was almost blocked by other people squatting down, so it was almost not revealed in the surveillance video.
He raised his head and looked at Fu Zhuochen, with a somewhat aggrieved look in his eyes: "Good-looking brother, why did Mu Mu admit that he was wrong?"
"It's really not you?" Fu Zhuochen refused to give up.
Qiao Simu pursed her lips again and pointed at the video: "Good-looking brother must not like Mu Mu anymore, he doesn't even remember the dress he gave to Mu Mu!"
Disappointment crept into Fu Zhuochen's heart.
Yes, when that person saved him, the pair of beautiful eyes under the mask, the deep look in his eyes showed ruthlessness and determination, which was clearly not something that a person with the IQ of a child could possess.
How could it be Mumu?
Looking at Qiao Simu who looked aggrieved, Fu Zhuochen patiently coaxed: "I don't like you anymore."
Qiao Simu curled her lips: "Well, then the good-looking brother doesn't even remember what Mu Mu wore. The good-looking brother definitely doesn't care about Mu Mu anymore. Mu Mu shouldn't talk to the good-looking brother, hum!"
"It's my fault. Do you want to eat anything? How about I have someone make some for you?" Fu Zhuochen asked patiently.
Qiao Simu rolled his eyes and thought seriously, then said: "I want to eat fried chicken! French fries! And Coke!"
Listening to the foods Qiao Simu reported, Fu Zhuochen frowned: "These are not healthy."
Qiao Simu crossed his arms, turned around, and turned his back to Fu Zhuochen: "Humph! The good-looking brother really hates Mu Mu, and he doesn't even give Mu Mu anything to eat."
"I'm not..." Fu Zhuochen tugged at the corners of his lips and sighed helplessly when he saw the little girl like this.
never mind.
Fu Zhuochen asked the housekeeper to prepare it, and also asked him to prepare some herbal tea for the heat.
Seeing the delicious food, Qiao Simu's face was no longer unhappy at all, it was full of satisfaction.
Qiao Simu looked like he was eating the food happily. Looking at Fu Zhuochen, he felt hungry and asked her: "Is it so delicious?"
"Delicious!" Qiao Simu replied with two words inarticulately, still stuffed with chicken nuggets.
"Can you give me some?" Looking at Qiao Simu's stuffed cheeks, Fu Zhuochen couldn't help but tease her.
As expected, this little girl who only loves food immediately moved the fried chicken and French fries on the table towards her.
Seeing the little girl like this, Fu Zhuochen couldn't help laughing.
He took out a paper towel and reached out to help Qiao Simu wipe away the ketchup from the corner of his mouth.
The moment Fu Zhuochen's fingertips touched Qiao Simu's cheek, Qiao Simu's heart skipped a beat.
"Don't eat too much, take a walk before going to bed." After wiping, he took back his hand and Fu Zhuochen ordered.
Qiao Simu nodded blankly: "Oh..."
Before leaving, Fu Zhuochen gently rubbed Qiao Simu's head.
Looking into her eyes, there was a hint of pity.
It's a pity that the person that night was indeed Shen Mingyue, not Qiao Simu.
Qiao Simu raised his head and met Fu Zhuochen's eyes, and his heart suddenly stopped beating for a second.
After Fu Zhuochen left, Qiao Simu's legs became weak and she threw herself hard on the bed.
He closed his eyes heavily, and in the silent room, the sound of his wildly beating heartbeat became particularly clear.
After reviewing the answer I just gave, there should be no problem.
However, when she pushed Fu Zhuochen down in the banquet hall, the look she and Fu Zhuochen looked at...
At that time, because the situation was urgent and her or his life would be lost in just a moment, they were so frightened that they almost lost their souls and had no intention of disguising their eyes.
Closing his eyes, the shock in Fu Zhuochen's eyes became particularly clear now.
Then it changed to the look in his eyes that he had just questioned her about.
The two looks in the two situations kept alternating back and forth in front of her.
"ah!"
Qiao Simu couldn't help but scream, letting out the irritability in her heart.
He grabbed a handful of his hair.
Otherwise, she should think about it, what should she do if she loses her vest early?
When Qiao Simu was worried about not being able to take off his vest, Mr. Fu went to Qiao's house in person without telling anyone.
This news was also very sudden for the Qiao family.
Qiao Yanghong, who was originally in the company, heard that Mr. Fu was coming and rushed back from the company without saying a word.
On the way back, I called Qiao Simu again and wanted to ask her what she had done.
Qiao Simu, who was already irritable, heard the phone ringing non-stop, and the song that she originally thought was good suddenly no longer sounds good.
Simply mute your phone, throw it aside, and ignore it.
Qiao Yanghong saw that Qiao Simu didn't answer the phone after calling him several times. He became more and more angry and found Zhang Ma's phone number.
Zhang's mother couldn't help but trembled when she saw Qiao Yanghong's call.
She already knew about Mr. Fu's visit to Qiao's house. Thinking about Mr. Fu's attitude towards Qiao Simu after they returned home, she could probably figure out the reason.
When he was hesitating about how to face Qiao Yanghong's doubts after answering the phone, the phone hung up.
Zhang Ma couldn't help but feel relieved.
On the other side, the car had arrived at Qiao's house, and Qiao Yanghong saw Mr. Fu waiting for him at the door.
So he immediately hung up the phone call from Zhang Ma, quickly adjusted his emotions, got out of the car quickly, and came to Mr. Fu with what he thought was the most decent smile.
"Mr. Fu, why are you here in person? If you have any instructions, just ask us to go to Fu's house. This will save you the trouble of making a trip in person." Qiao Yanghong made a "please" gesture to Mr. Fu.
That gesture was so respectful.
Mr. Fu looked at Qiao Yanghong with arrogance on his face, and said in an indifferent voice: "Some things are better to be discussed here in person."
After Qiao Yanghong welcomed Mr. Fu into the house, he immediately asked the servant to bring out the best tea in the house and make tea for Mr. Fu.
Mr. Fu raised his hand and said, "No, I'm just here to say one thing today, and I'll leave after I say it."
"Please tell me." The Qiao family waited patiently for Mr. Fu's next words.