Chapter 717

Han xiaoyeshou shuddered, the juice poured too much, and some spilled to the outside of the cup. She was startled and quickly wiped it clean with a handkerchief. Then he forced out a smile, "sister fan, why do you suddenly ask this?"

"I..."

"Ah, I see. Are you worried about our quarrel last night?" She pretended to be relaxed. "Don't worry, we didn't fight. That's what he is. There's less thunder and less rain. "

"..." fan Shengnan has been in the workplace for such a long time. I can't see the reluctance in her words. Knowing that he must have quarreled, he blamed himself even more.

"I'm sorry, Ono. It's all my fault. If it wasn't for me, Mr. Fu wouldn't be angry with you."

"Oh, don't worry about it. He's just like a pump. He'll be angry with me at any time. I don't feel comfortable if he's not angry with me. "

Han Xiaoye patted her on the shoulder, "sister fan, really, don't take it to heart. We didn't fight. We went to bed yesterday after we got home. He didn't say anything about me. "

"That Xiaoye..." fan Shengnan thought and said. She told Han Xiaoye that Huang an came to the company early this morning to find Fu Zhiyan. When she went in, she saw that the atmosphere was not right, what Fu Zhiyan said and what Huang an said to her later.

After observing Han Xiaoye's look, he reminded her, "you have to guard against Huang An'an. She has a lot of problems that every young lady has. The more she doesn't like her man, the more she likes him until she catches up. I don't know how she likes Mr. Fu, but you must guard against her so that she won't pester Mr. Fu. "

Han Xiaoye did not expect that last night, just a little time, Fu Zhiyan brought her another rival. I feel so depressed that I don't want to say anything.

Fan Shengnan still reminds her, she can't help saying, "what's the use of prevention? These days, who can control the heaven and the earth? Who can control the feet of men who want to cheat? Whatever, let it be. "

"Xiaoye..." fan Shengnan frowned.

Han Xiaoye didn't want to say any more. He made a good juice and digged off the topic. "Sister fan, let's hurry up. There's so much work left to do. There's no time to waste here. "

"I'll go there first. You can come here soon. I have another question to ask you."

She said and went out with the cup. Fan Shengnan had no choice but to give up.

After going out, Han Xiaoye really asked her a question about her work. After fan Shengnan told her the solution, she immersed herself in the study, and was busy until she got off work. man Instead, he called Uncle Wang and asked him to pick her up in his car. Then he drove to Fu Xiaomao's school and took Fu Xiaomao home.

She was having dinner with Fu Xiaomao when there was a noise from the porch.

Fu Xiaomao had sharp ears, put down the bowl and ran to the people who came home, "Daddy ~"

That's a passion!

Fu Zhiyan was not used to the way he was so close to himself. He held him rigidly and said, "are you eating?"

"En en en, Mommy said that she would take the kitten to see grandma after dinner. Grandma will be discharged soon, and the kitten Miss grandma so much." Fu Xiaomao blinked, "strange, daddy, why did you come back so early today? Didn't Mommy say you had a party? "

Does the hooligan tell twilight that he has a party?

Fu Zhiyan took a look at the little woman who was sitting at the dining table eating her own food and didn't respond, "temporarily pushed it off."

Fu Xiaomao was very happy and clapped her hands. "Great, then you can go to see grandma with me later."

He took out his slippers from the shoe cabinet and said, "Daddy, here you are."

Fu Zhiyan's eyes were beginning to melt. He rubbed his head, and his voice softened. "Are you going to see grandma today?"

"Well, Mommy said Grandma was going home. Take the kitten and ask grandma if she has anything to prepare so that she can buy it in advance. "

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Fu Zhiyan pursed his thin lips. Fu Xiaomao had already led him to the dining table. Don't know is intentional or unintentional, he pulled Fu Zhiyan to Han Xiaoye next to the position, "Daddy, sit down, I'll get you a bowl and chopsticks."

"I'll go."

"No, I'll go." Fu Xiaomao blinked at him smartly, and his mouth went to his mother for a moment. He motioned Fu Zhiyan to take this opportunity to talk to his mother. Then the ghost smart ran to the kitchen.

As soon as Fu Xiaomao left, there were only two of them left in the living room. Fu Zhiyan took off his coat and hung it on the chair. Then he untied the button on his sleeve and said, "I'll see you off later."

Han Xiaoye ate his own food quietly, and then said, "no, I've told Uncle Wang. He'll come right away."

——The hooligan turned him down!

Fu Zhiyan was bored and didn't know what to say.

Fu Xiaomao has been peeping at the back door of the kitchen door. When she sees her low EQ dad, she doesn't seize the opportunity she creates and has a good chat with mommy. After three sticks hit a sentence, there was no sound. Anxious to stamp his feet, he turned to find the chopsticks from the kitchen and ran out.

"Here you are, daddy."

"Hard work."

Fu Zhiyan put him back in his chair. Fu Xiaomao pretended that he didn't see the quarrel between them. Waving a knife and fork, he took a few mouthfuls of rice, then forked a piece of fish belly with a small fork, and tried hard to clip it in the direction of Han Xiaoye.

"Well, Mommy, your favorite fish..."

His hands were too short to reach Han Xiaoye's bowl, but he had to hold it up. As soon as his hands swung, the soup on the fish splashed on the table.

Daddy, you are quick!

Fu Xiaomao's sweat came out. He was afraid that his father with low EQ could not understand his hint.

Finally, when he was Kwai Ting, the silent man helped him put the fish in Han Xiaoye's bowl. "I love to eat a little more."

Fu Xiaomao wants to cry. What do you mean like to eat more? Daddy can't be smart enough to tell mommy that you like fish? There are many thorns in the fish. It's easy to get stuck in the throat. You wait. I'll pick the thorns for you before eating.

In Fu Xiaomao's heart, she spits at the mud that her father can't help.

All of a sudden.

"Do you like fish?"

It's dumb and pleasant.

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Fu Zhiyan frowned, took a piece of meat from the plate close to the belly of the fish, put it into his bowl, and naturally said, "I'll help you pick out the thorn before eating."

His movements are elegant, and the tedious movements of picking and stabbing are as good-looking as painting. Han Xiaoye side head looked at him one eye, in the heart inexplicably some uncomfortable.