Listening to Fu Zhuochen's words, the smile on Qiao Simu's face became even brighter.
Tong Yan's expression management has almost gone out of control.
I couldn't help but look at the photos on my phone again.
Even if she ignores her own conscience, she will never be able to express the artistic conception!!
It's either high-density or pitch-black, what kind of artistic conception can you tell!
However, Fu Zhuochen seemed to have already made up his mind and was unwilling to take photos again, so Tong Yan had no choice but to give up.
Just then the waiter came up with some desserts.
Tong Yan took a look, raised a confident smile again, and said: "This is the osmanthus soup I ordered. I saw that when Mr. Fu was at home, he would ask the kitchen to make a few servings of osmanthus soup from time to time.
I heard that the sweet-scented osmanthus soup here is also very delicious, so I wanted to give it a try, hoping it wouldn’t surprise me.”
at home……
He said this as if the two of them were a family.
Fu Zhuochen listened to Tong Yan's words, pretended not to hear, put the sweet-scented osmanthus soup in front of him in front of Qiao Simu, and told her: "You can only eat one portion before eating, and the remaining portion must be eaten after eating."
eat."
Qiao Simu curled her lips and said reluctantly: "Okay."
Tong Yan didn't expect that Fu Zhuochen would put it in front of Qiao Simu without even trying. The expression on his face was a bit stiff.
He couldn't help but said to Qiao Simu: "Mu Mu, even if you like to eat sweet-scented osmanthus soup, you can't eat two portions by yourself. If you eat it, doesn't Mr. Fu have to eat it?"
Qiao Simu glanced at Tong Yan and said silently: What nonsense are you talking about?
Qiao Simu corrected him seriously: "It's not enough, then, just order more. Mumu has money! You can order more!!"
As he said that, Qiao Simu also patted his little bag specially.
"That doesn't taste good to Mr. Fu. It's impolite to do so." Tong Yan said to Qiao Simu with a slight smile.
Qiao Simu rolled her eyes, looking like she didn't quite understand: "But, this is what my good-looking brother gave me to eat, and my good-looking brother doesn't like to eat this."
"What are you talking about? How could Mr. Fu not like it? Could it be that you are usually too domineering and ate all Mr. Fu's things?" Tong Yan said half-jokingly.
Qiao Simu pursed her lips and snorted heavily: "Mumu is not overbearing! You are good-looking, brother!"
Fu Zhuochen looked at Qiao Simu's appearance, and the smile in his eyes couldn't help but deepen two points, and said: "Well, I don't like to eat this. If Mu Mu likes it, just eat it, but don't eat too much."
"Yeah!" Qiao Simu nodded with satisfaction, and then glared at Tong Yan unabashedly, his eyes full of pride and provocation.
This look made Tong Yan grit her teeth.
"But, obviously..." Tong Yan tried to argue unwillingly.
She would obviously see Fu Zhuochen ordering the kitchen to make sweet-scented osmanthus soup from time to time, and he was very attentive. All the ingredients must be the best. If there was any slight flaw that he was not satisfied with, he would have someone make it again. The requirements were very strict.
If you didn't like it, why would you ask for it so carefully?
Zhang Ma, who had been silent for the whole time, said, "Thank you, Mr. Chen. Even after Mu Mu left the Fu family, she still remembered that Mu Mu liked to eat sweet-scented osmanthus soup, and asked people to bring sweet-scented osmanthus soup from time to time."
Qiao Simu was a little surprised when she heard what Zhang Ma said.
She didn't even know about this. She always thought that Zhang's mother made the sweet-scented osmanthus soup herself. She also wondered whether Zhang's mother asked the Fu family's chef for a unique secret recipe before leaving the Fu family. Otherwise,
How come this tastes exactly the same?
Zhang Ma said to Qiao Simu with a slight apology: "I didn't want to hide it from you, but this is Master Chen's request. Master Chen said that I must not let you know."
This is why she wants Qiao Simu to come and meet Fu Zhuochen. The Fu family is ruthless and cannot tolerate them, but Fu Zhuochen's kindness to Qiao Simu is genuine.
Qiao Simu is obviously different from Fu Zhuochen. If these two people really care about each other, they will make everything clear as soon as possible.
Life is short, don't waste any more time.
"Do you think the food here is better or the food at home?" Fu Zhuochen did not refute, but just asked Qiao Simu with a slight smile.
Qiao Simu's expression was a little dull. After a long time, he subconsciously said: "The food at home is delicious."
The smile on Fu Zhuochen's face was a little wider.
Fortunately, this girl likes it.
Tong Yan almost tore the tablecloth to pieces.
She thought she finally understood Fu Zhuochen's taste, but she didn't expect that all his intentions were focused on Qiao Simu.
During the next meal, Tong Yan repeatedly wanted to show her intimacy with Fu Zhuochen.
It's a pity that since Qiao Simu arrived, Fu Zhuochen seemed to only have Qiao Simu in his eyes. He even peeled shrimp shells for her and picked the crab meat out of the shells for her.
Seeing such tenderness and considerateness, Tong Yan almost broke her silver teeth.
The meal that was originally intended to stimulate Qiao Simu did not expect that in the end, it would become a source of stimulation for herself.
After finally getting through the meal, Tong Yan said to Fu Zhuochen: "Yesterday I promised that I would give Grandpa Fu another physiotherapy today, but I didn't expect that today's things would come one after another and I would be so busy.
I see it's still early, I wonder if Mr. Fu would mind if I give your car a ride?"
At this point, Tong Yan lowered her voice and said quickly to Fu Zhuochen: "If Grandpa Fu sees the two of us going back separately, I'm afraid he will become suspicious, and then this meal will be in vain."
Fu Zhuochen frowned slightly, but finally agreed to Tong Yan's request.
When the two left, Tong Yan turned to look at Qiao Simu, with deep pride in her eyes: So what if you can let Fu Zhuochen pamper you so much in front of you? The person who can return to the Fu family with him in the end is also
Not you!
Qiao Simu and Tong Yan's eyes met, and the expressions on their faces didn't change much. They just clenched their fists on the hands they put on speculation.
"Mumu?" Zhang Ma called out worriedly.
Qiao Simu let out a long breath and raised a smile: "Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just that this meal was in vain."
I originally wanted to have a good chat with Fu Zhuochen, but because of Tong Yan's presence, it was difficult to say those words, and nothing was achieved.
And Fu Zhuochen's thoughtfulness during this meal also made her heart even more confused.
If Fu Zhuochen can continue to treat her coldly, then she can leave decisively.
But he was so kind to her.
This actually made it harder for her to let go.
Qiao Simu gave a wry smile.
Fu Zhuochen, you really have the potential to be a scumbag Neptune.