The next morning, on the way to find Fu Zhuochen, Qiao Simu met Mr. Fu. His eyes suddenly became a little panicked, and he squeezed the other hand hard with both hands at the same time.
After taking a gentle breath, he tried his best to raise a smile and said hello to Mr. Fu: "Good morning, Mr. Fu."
Mr. Fu responded calmly, "Well, good morning, have you had breakfast?"
Qiao Simu nodded vigorously and touched his belly with satisfaction, "I'm done eating. I'm full."
Mr. Fu said to Qiao Simu in a gentle voice: "You come with me first. I have something to tell you."
Qiao Simu turned her head and glanced at the direction of Fu Zhuochen's room, then nodded and followed Mr. Fu to his study.
Entering a strange room, Qiao Simu acted a little reserved and a little uneasy.
Seeing Qiao Simu's embarrassment, Mr. Fu smiled lightly and asked, "Xiao Mu, are you still used to staying at Fu's house these days?"
Qiao Simu nodded, "Yeah, there are a lot of delicious food here."
My mind is really simple, as long as I have delicious food, I can be satisfied.
Mr. Fu couldn't tell whether this was good or bad. At least, he wouldn't worry about her plotting against the Fu family, which was reassuring.
It's just that it's true that she is not suitable to be the eldest young lady of the Fu family and the future mistress of the Fu family.
Mr. Fu asked: "Do you like Ah Chen?"
Qiao Simu smiled more and nodded harder: "I like it! I'm so good-looking, brother! I'll even give Mumu delicious food!"
Looking at Qiao Simu's smiling eyes, Mr. Fu sighed helplessly.
He asked a person with an IQ of only five or six years old if he liked it. What could he ask?
However, she looks really good, so it's no wonder that the Shen family is always worried about her hanging around in front of A Chen.
After making up his mind, Mr. Fu said to Qiao Simu: "Next, A Chen will marry Xiao Yue. By then, Xiao Yue will be A Chen's wife. Do you know that you have to avoid suspicion?"
Qiao Simu frowned slightly, trying very hard to understand and digest what Mr. Fu just said.
Mr. Fu had a headache just looking at it: "I mean, try not to go to Ah Chen in the future, otherwise it will easily cause misunderstandings between Xiaoyue and others.
Don't worry, the Fu family will not treat you badly and will give you enough compensation."
Isn't this just a real act of breaking up the plan across the river?
Qiao Simu sneered in her heart.
"Why are you here?" Before Qiao Simu could reply to Mr. Fu's words, Fu Zhuochen's voice sounded first.
Mr. Fu and Qiao Simu immediately followed the sound and looked.
Fu Zhuochen said to Qiao Simu: "Come here, I have something to ask you."
Qiao Simu immediately stood up and walked quickly to Fu Zhuochen's side.
Qiao Simu's impatient gesture made Mr. Fu's eyes darken and he calmed down, "Achen, what do you want to do with Xiao Mu?"
Fu Zhuochen asked calmly: "There is nothing important. Grandpa and Mu Mu shouldn't have anything important to talk about, right? If not, I will take Mu Mu away first."
Mr. Fu choked when he heard this.
Looking at Qiao Simu's appearance, on the one hand she was annoyed that she was not smart enough to be worthy of Fu Zhuochen yet she was still clinging to him, but on the other hand, she was glad that because of her IQ she was destined not to have any unwanted feelings for Fu Zhuochen.
Finally, he waved his hand and asked Fu Zhuochen to take Qiao Simu out.
Qiao Simu took the initiative to help push Fu Zhuochen to his room, pushing carefully, for fear that he would make Fu Zhuochen uncomfortable if he pushed too fast.
Seeing this, Fu Zhuochen folded his hands on his abdomen with peace of mind, and raised the corners of his lips with a faint arc.
Pushing Fu Zhuochen to his desk, Qiao Simu stood beside the desk, looking at the densely packed documents on the desk. His eyes finally fell on a beautiful notebook, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand.
Fu Zhuochen glanced at Qiao Simu but didn't say anything. When Qiao Simu looked over, he deliberately withdrew his eyes and pretended not to see it.
Seeing that Fu Zhuochen "didn't see it", Qiao Simu became bolder and carefully started to open the notebook.
This is Fu Zhuochen’s business trip records over the years.
Qiao Simu flipped through it quickly, and became a little impatient because he didn't see anything good.
In fact, Qiao Simu quickly remembered all the above contents in her mind, especially the places where Fu Zhuochen had been before the accident. She did not dare to leave a word behind.
Until I finally turned to something other than black and white text.
It's a photo of a village.
Fu Zhuochen saw Qiao Simu's eyes resting on this photo, and asked with a faint smile: "Do you like it here?"
Qiao Simu's hand holding the photo became slightly stronger, and she quickly adjusted to calm down her mood.
She was very surprised and very happy: "Mu Mu has lived here before. When summer comes on this mountain, there will be many, many delicious fruits. Well... there are also some sour fruits, which are not delicious.
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Qiao Simu described it happily while always paying attention to the changes in Fu Zhuochen's expression.
Does the fact that he has photos of this place mean that he has also been here?
If it can be confirmed that he has indeed been here, then...
But Fu Zhuochen's expression was always calm. As he watched his thin lips slightly parted and was about to speak, there was a knock on the study door.
Fu Zhuochen immediately looked towards the door, forgetting the topic he had just discussed with Qiao Simu.
Jiang Gao came in, and Jiang Gao said to Fu Zhuochen: "President, the appointment you asked me to make has already been made."
Fu Zhuochen nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, I understand."
Jiang Gao left after saying this.
Qiao Simu: "..."
It's just a matter of one sentence, why can't we just make a phone call?
Do you have to come in and tell me in person?!
She almost tried it out just now!
When Qiao Simu wanted to continue this topic, Fu Zhuochen said first, "I want to continue working, and you can continue to do your own things."
With that said, Fu Zhuochen also put away the notebook in Qiao Simu's hand.
Qiao Simu held it in her heart, but she couldn't say anything. She could only move slowly to her own little world.
"Are you free tomorrow?" Fu Zhuochen's voice suddenly came from behind.
Qiao Simu immediately turned around and nodded to Fu Zhuochen: "Yeah, yeah, yeah!"
Seeing her like this, Fu Zhuochen slightly curved his lips and said, "Haven't you always wanted to go to the candy house? You can go there tomorrow."
Qiao Simu's eyes lit up, "Really? I can go to the candy house?!"
Seeing Qiao Simu's excitement, the smile on Fu Zhuochen's lips widened: "Well, you can go."