Chapter 50

Zhao Qiqing's answer made Qin Fang feel that he had read the wrong person and said, "Qiqing, it turns out that you, like ordinary people, can't escape Fu xishen's claws."

Any woman who has a relationship with Fu xishen will unconditionally favor him.

Even the special Zhao Qiqing did not escape this law.

"You know her very well?" Fu Xi's deep and cold expression is more penetrating.

"Cough."

Zhao Qiqing, who wanted to relieve her mood, was surprised by Fu xishen's words. The water was stuck in her throat and couldn't get out.

As a gentleman, Qin Fang gets up to help Zhao Qiqing, but Fu xishen intercepts her hu halfway.

The latter's hand gently patted Zhao Qiqing on the back, and her cold voice became gentle: "cough out the water."

Fu xishen kept clapping his back for a minute before stopping, and then handed over the paper towel.

Missing her outstretched hand, Fu xishen wiped Zhao Qiqing's mouth directly.

The two people opposite witnessed all the process, especially assistant Wei of the tool man.

I have to deal with two people's affairs every day. Now I have to see them face to face. I really can't accept it.

"Well, I'm much better."

Zhao Qiqing could not ignore the two hot eyes on the other side and put Fu xishen's hand down.

"Is it really Fu xishen's birthday today?" Qin Fang doesn't mind watching the excitement.

Every year he sets a seat for three people. It's not easy to tell him to change to a seat for four this year.

"Can I serve the cake now?"

Zhao Qiqing couldn't adapt to the suffocating atmosphere, especially Fu xishen's small movements under the table.

Looking at the wrist held by Fu xishen, Zhao Qiqing didn't dare to make too much movement, afraid to be noticed by the opposite side.

"Did you make the cake yourself?" Fu xishen was lucky to see the shape of the cake.

If Zhao Qiqing didn't bring it himself, he would suspect that someone was playing a prank.

"Yes." Zhao Qiqing's eyes were erratic.

The information Du xiatong gave her is of no use. Fu xishen's daily life is too monotonous to find the phenomenon that he is interested in something.

Fu xishen's daily needs are too extravagant. Zhao Qiqing can only choose to make cakes himself.

She is still sure of her painting level, but her arm injury does affect her performance.

The waiter called, and the cake incompatible with the restaurant was pushed up, with only a "deep" candle on it.

Seeing the unique cake, Qin Fang has no courage to activate the atmosphere. Zhao Qiqing painted Fu xishen?

It's just that the cartoon version of Fu xishen is so different from the reality that he will have a smile inexplicably.

"Very nice." Fu xishen praised the cake, and assistant Wei quickly lit candles for him.

The birthday song sounded at the same time. The waiter withdrew silently. Zhao Qiqing hummed along with the song.

Fu xishen looked at the faint light, Zhao Qiqing's face was more real, and his sweet smile made him unforgettable for a long time.

"Blow out the candles."

He hasn't done such a childish thing for more than ten years. Fu xishen did it obediently.

After all the birthday procedures are completed, Zhao Qiqing is on pins and needles and just wants to leave quickly.

There are still two people to deal with in the old house. Going back late will only attract more ridicule.

But Fu xishen didn't let her go. After seeing Qin Fang off, Fu xishen said in Zhao Qiqing's ear, "grandma wants to see you."

The word "grandmother" opened Zhao Qiqing's memory. She hadn't seen her grandmother for a long time.

Seeing Zhao Qiqing's eyes loose, Fu xishen continued, "she kept asking me if you were busy and didn't have time to see her."

I promised my grandmother to see her, but I didn't expect her to take it seriously.

Zhao Qiqing only felt a burst of sadness. The old man really liked her and was looking forward to that day.

"I'll see the old lady after work tomorrow." Zhao Qiqing tidied up her mood and said softly.

"Grandma is going out tomorrow. Do you have time now?"

After taking a look at the time, Zhao Qiqing nodded and promised that the old lady would generally leave for a period of time. It's better to hit the sun than choose a day.

When they came to the old lady's residence, the lights were bright, which was not like a rest time.

"Did grandma sleep?" Fu xishen whispered and asked the servant who took care of the old lady.

"The old lady didn't want to sleep when she heard you were coming to see her." The servant's face was also beaming. She hadn't seen the old lady smile for a long time.

Zhao Qiqing smiled and followed Fu xishen into the house.

The voice of the old lady's cough appeared in her ear. Zhao Qiqing accelerated her steps, found the old lady in the living room and complained, "grandma, why haven't you slept yet?"

Hearing Zhao Qiqing's voice, the old lady went to get the crutch at hand and wanted to get close to Zhao Qiqing.

Aware of the old lady's thoughts, Zhao Qiqing stopped her: "grandma, did you take your medicine on time?"

Even if they haven't seen each other for a long time, Zhao Qiqing will never forget the habit of five years and will always care about the old lady's physical condition.

The old lady smiled and said, "seeing you coming, I'll be well."

"Grandma is always joking. Taking medicine on time can cure her illness."

Zhao Qiqing only felt her eyes moist and buried her head on the old man's head, unwilling to lift it up.

Feeling something strange on her legs, the old lady looked at Fu xishen standing in the distance, and her tone became severe: "you don't know to come back to see me."

The difference between the two was obvious, and Zhao Qiqing, who was sad, didn't notice it.

"Grandma."

Hearing the old lady's words, Fu xishen walked forward a few steps. He knew that Zhao Qiqing was crying and that Zhao Qiqing had a good face and didn't want others to know.

"Anything else? Nothing. Wait outside."

The old lady has too much to say to Zhao Qiqing. Taking care of Zhao Qiqing's mood, she can only drive Fu xishen out.

Obeying the old lady, Fu xishen stood in the courtyard and waited.

"Well, stop crying. Grandma hasn't cried yet." The old lady treated Zhao Qiqing as her own granddaughter, and her wrinkled hands comforted Zhao Qiqing.

"I can't cry." Zhao Qiqing denied it and wiped the tears off her face in front of the old lady.

"You've lost weight." Zhao Qiqing looked at the old lady's thin hand and burst into tears again.

"I heard you became the president of the company and worked a lot." The old lady touched Zhao Qiqing's arm and asked, "does it still hurt?"

Zhao Qiqing clearly remembers not telling the old lady. Only the man outside the door knows.

"Grandma is very happy to see you two reconcile. Although you are not my grandson-in-law, I only recognize you."

Zhao Qiqing was very grateful to the old lady for her love. After chatting for a while, they obviously felt each other's sleepiness and proposed to leave.

"Grandma, go to bed quickly. I'll come to see you when I have time."

With Zhao Qiqing's promise, the old lady called Fu xishen and told her, "xishen, grandma hopes you can help each other and don't care about the previous things."

Fu xishen glanced at Zhao Qiqing and nodded: "don't worry, I have a good relationship with Qi Qing."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qiqing nodded obediently without any resistance.

"Grandma, I will spend my birthday with Fu xishen in the future."

Fu xishen didn't know whether Zhao Qiqing was trying to make her grandmother happy or whether she said it from the bottom of her heart.