Ji Shaoheng and Fang Yaqing take their daughter to the restaurant for dinner.
"Mommy, that Aunt cried so sad last night. Did her parents not want her?"
Chu Baobao lived here last night and didn't go home, so Fang Sitong misunderstood that her parents didn't want her and there was no place to go.
Fang Yaqing put vegetables in her bowl: "no, children don't understand, eat."
Fang Sitong said: "if my parents don't want me, I will cry like that aunt yesterday."
Fang Yaqing ordered the tip of her nose and said in a spoiled tone, "you are the darling of my parents. How can we not want you?"
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In order not to let everybody suspect, no matter how late that day, Ji Wenqing does not stay in the old house.
In case she went out the next morning and came back with a bucket of soup, which would make everyone feel strange.
When she entered the living room of the quarter house, the housekeeper came up and said, "miss."
Ji Wenqing gave him his handbag with a faint "um" sound.
Dinner is about to start. The whole family is here.
Ji yangkun saw her holding the heat preservation bucket and said with a kind face, "did you bring the soup again today?"
Ji Wenqing handed the things in his hand to the servant on one side, then sat down on the sofa and said with a smile, "isn't this what you love to drink? And it's good for your health. Even if I'm busy every day, I have to spare some time to bring you soup. "
Ji yangkun picked up the teapot and poured her a cup of tea: "every time you come and run like this, you can make soup here. If you are short of any ingredients, tell the housekeeper to send someone to buy it."
Season Wen Qing cluttered for a moment, then quietly said: "I used my own kitchen utensils, the other use is not convenient."
Ji yangkun looked at her: "still have this problem?"
"Of course." Ji Wenqing purses a smile, is very dignified and elegant.
During the meal, the housekeeper opened the heat preservation barrel. Ji yangkun saw that there was only half of the barrel. Looking at Ji Wenqing, he said with a smile: "how come it's only half of it today. You can't steal it when you're cooking soup?"
Because Fang Yaqing left a share for Ji Shaoheng, Fang Sitong and Chu Baobao, the heat preservation barrel was not full.
Ji Wenqing did not know the reason for this, and said casually, "I'm afraid you're tired of drinking, so I don't take so much."
Ji yangkun was very appreciative of her intention: "how can you put different ingredients into the chicken soup every two days. If the taste is different, you can't get tired of it."
Ji Wenqing smiles unnaturally. She sees Ji yangkun in a good mood. She wants to tell him the truth, but after thinking about it or not, let it go for the time being.
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Chu treasure had been sleeping until two o'clock in the afternoon. She kneaded her painful forehead and sat up. Seeing herself in a strange room, she thought for a while and then remembered that she had stayed at Ji Shaoheng's house last night.
She opened the quilt to get out of bed, and inadvertently glanced at the head of the bed was a suit of 89% new clothes, which should be Fang Yaqing's.
She changed her clothes and searched the room for her mobile phone.
She went into the bathroom with a brand new set of toiletries on the washstand and went downstairs.
Fang Sitong has not yet taken a nap. Ji Shaoheng is also in the study. In the living room, only Fang Yaqing and sister LAN are watching TV.
Hearing the sound of footsteps on the stairs, sister Lan thought it was Ji Shaoheng coming down. She looked back and saw her. She reminded Fang Yaqing, "madam, Miss Chu has come down."
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