"Aunt, Qiqing is busy recently. I'll just help you." With that, Fu xishen came out of the back kitchen and wore a brand-new apron without any sense of conflict.
"Only you know that we old people are much better than some people."
Listening to their dialogue, Zhao Qiqing only felt that she was despised by the boss's wife from beginning to end.
"Xishen, come quickly." Hearing the boss's cry, Fu xishen turned and walked into the back kitchen.
The landlady glanced at Zhao Qiqing and sighed: "Qiqing, are you deeply angry with Xi? Otherwise, how could he wait for you here for so long?"
It was when Fu xishen sat alone that the landlady suggested Fu xishen to help her work in the back kitchen.
"No, I missed something."
Not knowing what the landlady said, Zhao Qiqing smiled.
Zhao Qiqing's smile seems guilty to the landlady. She guesses that Zhao Qiqing won't make trouble with Fu xishen unless she takes the initiative to admit her mistake.
"I don't know you? You will be more stubborn than others at school, and only xishen can stand you."
After scolding Zhao Qiqing, the landlady took the plate to the sink and left Zhao Qiqing standing in place.
Looking at Fu xishen's direction, Zhao Qiqing smiled helplessly, "Fu xishen, what kind of ecstasy did you give your aunt?"
After all the guests left, Fu xishen had time to talk to Zhao Qiqing.
"Tired?" Seeing Zhao Qiqing busy, Fu xishen went straight to Zhao Qiqing and pinched her shoulder.
Zhao Qiqing, who wanted to turn around, was directly pinched by Fu xishen's shoulder and didn't let her move.
Zhao Qiqing could only turn her back to Fu xishen and asked, "Fu xishen, what did you say to your aunt today?"
"Nothing."
From Fu xishen's cold tone, Zhao Qiqing looked up and looked at Fu xishen: "are you sure?"
Seeing the sudden face in front of him, Fu xishen dragged her head with his hand and said coldly, "don't want your neck?"
Only felt that her head was forced to lift up, and Zhao Qiqing turned her mouth in displeasure.
"By the way, why do you remember here?" Zhao Qiqing turned back to see Fu xishen.
"I heard about Sheng Hui today. I want to know if your mood has collapsed. I don't want to see anyone."
Hearing the tone of Fu xishen's joke, Zhao Qiqing snorted coldly, "am I so fragile?"
"Now you look in a good mood."
After seeing Zhao Qiqing appear, Fu xishen's hanging heart is relieved. At least Zhao Qiqing won't be like last time.
"What are you two talking about? Qiqing, go to fetch dinner quickly. Xishen is much more tired than you tonight."
Zhao Qiqing smiled helplessly. She really has no position here. Fu xishen is always superior.
"Aunt, I'll go." Press Zhao Qiqing in place and Fu Xi walks into the back kitchen.
Knowing that she would be scolded by the landlady again, Zhao Qiqing hurried to prepare the dishes and chopsticks for dinner, away from the landlady's sight.
After dinner, Zhao Qiqing subconsciously touched her round belly and smiled happily.
"It's hard for xishen to help today. Qiqing should be obedient at home and don't make fu xishen unhappy."
The landlady told them in a mother's tone, and then cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks with her husband, allowing them to whisper.
"Did the tax bureau find out anything?" Fu xishen took out the paper and wiped off the oil drops for Zhao Qiqing to prevent her from accidentally rubbing them.
"No, Sheng Hui sits upright and can stand the inspection."
When it comes to the investigation, a touch of worry comes to mind. This is only the beginning.
Since they can stigmatize their father as a corrupt person, they are definitely likely to frame themselves.
"Well, people who care more about the company, especially employees with abnormal behavior recently." Fu xishen reminded Zhao Qiqing that now is not the time to reveal the truth. We can only wait and see its change.
"It's late. You can talk about it when you go home."
The landlady gave an eviction order, and Zhao Qiqing had to leave with Fu xishen.
Fu xishen is used to his behavior of not driving, and Zhao Qiqing admires his confidence at the same time.
"I'm sorry that you were locked in your room last time. If you want compensation, you can tell me."
Zhao Qiqing, who was about to untie her seat belt, was stunned. She didn't know what Fu xishen meant.
"Her approach is a little extreme, and I have reminded her." Fu xishen seems to be giving Zhao Qiqing an explanation.
Zhao Qiqing perfectly hid her emotions, smiled and shook her head: "it's all right. I haven't suffered any loss. As for compensation, I haven't thought about it yet."
What Fu xishen said just now is to remind her not to care about what Li Shurong did. She should be compensated naturally.
"Thank you."
Zhao Qiqing heard Fu xishen's words when she got off the bus and looked down at her car. "Remember to send it back tomorrow morning."
Seeing that the rear of the car disappeared from her sight, Zhao Qiqing laughed at herself. Li Shurong was always Fu xishen's mother and would not be cruel to her.
Zhao Qiqing, an investor, was invited to attend the crew's youth killing banquet.
"Mr. Zhao, Rong Yan is here." Du xiatong points to the man behind her. She can't stop Rong Yan from coming in.
"Sister Qiqing, are you ready?" Rong Yan wears a handmade suit, highlighting his perfect model figure, which makes Zhao Qiqing envy.
"My brother is in good shape." With that, they walked out of the office together and found no abnormality.
Until they stopped at the door of the company, a car suddenly appeared, and Fu xishen walked out, "the director has something to talk to us. I don't know if Rong Yan can go alone?"
Fu xishen's provocative eyes looked at Rong Yan and turned to Zhao Qiqing. It was already gentle eyes.
When it comes to work, Zhao Qiqing can only separate from Rong Yan and tell him to pay attention to safety.
Just sitting in the car, Zhao Qiqing felt a cold air coming to her and couldn't help gripping her arm.
"Can you turn up the warm air?" Zhao Qiqing looks at the driver in the driver's seat.
"Miss Zhao, this is already the biggest warm wind."
Before winter, Zhao Qiqing only felt cold and couldn't understand the reason.
Fu xishen looked at Zhao Qiqing lightly and didn't speak.
Until he heard Zhao Qiqing breathing in, his hard heart softened and took off his coat and put it on Zhao Qiqing.
"Wear so little to show who?" Fu xishen's cold eyes wanted to see through Zhao Qiqing.
"Today is a banquet. You must be more formal." Zhao Qiqing's voice is getting smaller and smaller, and her confidence is obviously insufficient.
Du xiatong advised her to wear a suit, but she insisted on wearing a skirt.
I wanted to hear Fu xishen's praise. Zhao Qiqing sucked her nose and Fu xishen attacked her.
"You're just an investor, and the media won't shoot you."
Fu xishen's tone was colder and there was no sign of easing.
"But I'm not cold now. Don't you think this coat suits me well?"
Zhao Qiqing suddenly found that her coat matched her skirt very well, integrating sexy and capable.
"Wearing my clothes, I don't want to give me any interest." Fu xishen's cold eyes suddenly became hot.