Chapter 765: Reality - Crisis 20

Chapter 765 Reality-Crisis 20

"I disagree."

Grandpa Fu first expressed his position.

"Why?"

Grandpa Fu looked at him, "Does the in-laws have any dissatisfaction with Yizhi?"

Grandpa Fu was stopped by the question.

There is nothing dissatisfied.

Suddenly one day, someone wants to marry his precious granddaughter, no matter how good he is, he is not willing.

“A disagreement is a disagreement.”

Grandpa Fu put his hands behind his back to avoid his eyes, embodying the spirit of non-violent non-cooperation.

"Don't play tricks!"

Grandma Fu gave him a warning look, and then replied, "We also like Yizhi very much. We have known about these two children for a long time, and we will let them go."

"That's good."

Fu Zheng relaxed upon hearing this, and glanced at Fu Yizhi.

Not even in the mood to eat, Fu Anan, who is always paying attention to the movements in several directions, is getting more and more autistic towards the grandpa on the table. The more grandma and grandpa Fu chat, the happier they are. A friend turned into a fiancee? !

"An'an, would you like to?"

Fu Yizhi's deep voice sounded, and he looked over with focused and expectant eyes.

It was obviously a very warm atmosphere, but Fu Anan thought of the scum girl's quotes inappropriately—"I'm still young, and I want to play for two more years."

If you say that, you will be beaten by Fu Yizhi.

It's a pity that grandpa doesn't have any status and right to speak.

Fu Anan sighed.

Comfort yourself to put your mind right, eat everything in the bowl whether you like it or not. Because she knew that Brother Fu definitely spent a lot of points on these things.

It doesn't matter if you can't finish eating.

All received in the space, these things will not be broken.

In addition to the food, the plates are put away, the cutlery is put away, and the long strips of tablecloths used to decorate the table are put away.

The dining table was kept extremely clean by Fu Anan. These are precious resources when starting from scratch.

"Brother Fu, are these lights from the meeting room, or yours?"

She holds up these lights and asks.

"For dinner."

Oh, that's his.

His is his own.

Fu Anan turned off these lights without any psychological burden, and then put them into her own space. You can use it yourself in the future, or you can exchange it for something.

After making sure everything was put away, she was about to leave.

Just as he walked out the door, the sound of the game came from his ear.

Good night everyone~