msmithbooks Chapter 83 What a Gentle Person This Is
Chapter 83 What a Gentle Person This Is
Fu Qingyang hugged Youbao back again.He lowered his head and kissed Youyou's little head, and said lightly, "[-] million, continue."
The auctioneer stood at a loss on the stage, coughed lightly, and continued the auction, but just as Qi Wanwan and Fu Qingyang went back and forth to increase the price, the head of the auction house hurried to the scene.
The person in charge said something to the auctioneer. The auctioneer was shocked at first, and an unknown gleam flashed in his eyes.
[The auction house just received a message from Fraisy's designer that he is willing to cooperate with Mr. Fu at an auction price of [-] million.So Mr. Qi is very sorry, and thank you for your bidding. 】
There was an eerie silence.
Qi Wanwan's face was livid with anger in his private room.He looked viciously at Cheng Shanshan who he had brought, and touched her chest as if venting: "Bitch, look at your bad idea!"
Not to mention the reaction of the guests present, even Fu Qingyang was a little surprised. He hugged Youbao, touched the back of Youyou's neck lightly, and deep in his eyes flashed a deep thought.
He himself had no connection with Fraisy's mysterious designer.And he didn't think Fraisy's mysterious designer was afraid or wanted to please the Fu family.A guess loomed in the bottom of my heart.
Maybe......
Fu Qingyang looked at Youbao, who was tired from crying and had a small head bit by bit, with tenderness in his eyes: "Youbao, are you sleepy?"
"Hmm..." Xiaoyouzi hugged her husband's waist, shook her head slowly, and rubbed her husband's neck coquettishly, "Youyou thinks, I want to go home... , the outside is good, so annoying..."
Youbao, who was originally looking forward to the auction, now only wants to go back to that warm home with her husband.Xiaoyouzi found that the outside world is so complicated, and you prefer a simple life.
One family, two people, three meals, four seasons.
Faced with the fierce maliciousness, Youbao was so frightened that he shrank back into his protective circle.This made Fu Qingyang distressed and worried.
However, it is impossible for people to live in their own world forever.Fu Qingyang is aware of this.If there is such a day, if so, I can't be with Youbao... With Youyou's current resistance to the outside world, how can Fu Qingyang feel at ease?
"Didn't Youbao still want to attend the dinner after the auction? Let's stay and eat before leaving, shall we?"
Have a meal?
The sullen Youbao quietly pricked up his small ears.
Fu Qingyang naturally guessed Youbao's little thought.Seeing that Xiaoyuzi's idea of "wanting to insist on going home" has loosened, he smiled lightly and said, "Let's call Shang Ziqing, okay?"
Brother beauty, come too!
"Okay~" The corners of Xiaoyuzi's eyes were curved, and the two small dimples were filled with honey wine again. After a flicker, the sweetness entered the bottom of my heart.
Fu Qingyang was a little dumbfounded for a moment.
My pomelo is really stupid, just a little fool in a daze.Youyou succeeded in overcoming the resistance to the outside world with just one meal.If it's true that someday he won't be by Youyou's side, Youbao won't be easily hooked away by others with a small cake.
"Good boy." Fu Qingyang's brows were helpless and pampered.
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After the auction ended, Fu Qingyang and Xiaoyuzi were respectfully invited to the reception room by the person in charge. After a while, Jiang Ziqing was going to have dinner with them, so he also came along.
In retrospect, Jiang Ziqing felt that meeting the so-called mysterious designer of Fraisy with Baby Youyou and Fu Bingkuang was the most correct decision he made in his life! ! !
Youbao fidgeted and glanced left and right, seeing her husband and brother Ziqing obediently sitting on the stools waiting, little Youzi drooped her head, rubbed her belly with her paws, feeling aggrieved.
Youyou think, I want to eat spicy food...so hungry~(*)
After waiting for another 10 minutes, Youbao couldn't sit still.
Little Yuzi tugged at her husband's sleeve.
"Old man, Youyou is hungry... first, let's eat first, eat, okay?" As he spoke, Youbao turned his head pitifully at Jiang Ziqing, and asked softly.
"Zi...Brother Ziqing is also hungry, right~!"
Right what?
Youbao just wants to find a "like-minded" partner for himself, so that he can gain confidence in front of her husband.
Jiang Ziqing felt sorry for Baby Youyou, so he nodded cooperatively and patted Youbao's head: "Yeah, brother is also hungry. He hasn't come here for half an hour, let's go eat first."
Little Yuzu's eyes lit up, she looked at her husband happily and expectantly, waiting for the big boss to speak, so that she could fill her stomach with Yuzu~
Fortunately, the big boss can't bear to make Youbao hungry.
"Okay, let's go eat first."
Fu Qingyang smiled lightly and took Youbao's claws, and separated Jiang Ziqing from Xiaoyuzi without any trace, making Jiang Ziqing speechless and depressed.Fu Bingcube is just a cheapskate, a dog man, hum!
A gloomy look flickered in Jiang Ziqing's eyes.
Waiting for many years, but still can't wait for that person to appear.He once thought that there was no fate, maybe it was just that there was no fate.
The smile on the corner of Jiang Ziqing's mouth was tinged with bits and pieces of bitterness.
Seeing Ziqing's brother's expression, Xiaoyuzi felt sore in his heart. He stretched out his soft claws, touched Jiang Ziqing's hand, and tentatively grabbed Jiang Ziqing's two fingers.
Youbao tilted his head, and smiled softly and foolishly: "Brother Ziqing, brother ~ let's eat together, let's go!"
The warm smile like a little angel warmed my heart inadvertently.Jiang Ziqing's eyes softened, and the graceful curve of the corners of his mouth became less enchanting and more pure and gentle.
"Okay, let's eat with our baby pomelo."
With that said, Jiang Ziqing completely ignored Fu Qingyang, who had cold eyes and scumbags, grabbed Youbao's soft claws with his backhand, and gently pinched it provocatively in front of Fu Qingyang.
The little pomelo, who hadn't noticed the gunpowder smell between her husband and brother Ziqing at all, wrinkled her nose, and softly corrected Jiang Ziqing's words: "Yes, it's brother Ziqing, who is also hungry, not to accompany pomelo, pomelo clatter!"
So, it’s not just pomelo mouth, it’s greedy~
(`~')
Jiang Ziqing nodded in a good-tempered manner: "Yes, yes, our baby Youyou will accompany brother to dinner, okay?"
Youbao twisted his small body in satisfaction, and puffed out his chest again.
"Okay, okay!"
That's right, you are not greedy at all~
Seeing Jiang Ziqing and his baby flirting with each other, Fu Qingyang couldn't bear it anymore. He gently pulled back the hand that Jiang Ziqing was holding on to Youbao, and stuffed the stick into Youyou's claws. , said in a deep and serious voice.
"Youbao obediently hold on to the cane. Be careful that you will fall down for a while. It will hurt. Let's go out to eat first." As he spoke, Fu Qingyang put Youbao, who had been miniaturized by her husband, into her arms successfully. Li, helped out of the reception room.
Youbao's amber eyes are shining with little stars.Husband cares so much about Youyou, Youyou is indeed the happiest Youyou in the world!
However, before the three of them took a few steps, the door of the reception room was opened from the outside, and the person in charge walked in pushing the dining cart.
"Mr. Fu, Ziqing painter, Master Bai. This is the lunch prepared by Fraisy's designer for you. He was a little busy just now and is rushing to the reception room now. I'm very sorry, please wait a moment."
As he said that, the person in charge raised his head, glanced at Xiaoyouzi cryptically, then quickly lowered his head and stared at his toes in a dignified manner, but there was a faint hint of surprise and respect in his eyes.
Fu Qingyang frowned, and the suspicion in his heart became stronger.
"Hmm..." Youbao pursed his small fleshy mouth, the tip of his nose moved slightly, and smelled the aroma of vegetables as he wished, making Youbao even more hungry.
When Fu Qingyang saw the little pomelo smelling the aroma of the vegetables, he was so greedy that he couldn't move his short legs. He had no choice but to carry pomelo to the dining table and sit down. He decided to eat in the reception room while and others.
Jiang Ziqing had no objections either.
This made the chief person in charge heave a sigh of relief, fortunately the person in charge didn't mess things up, otherwise...as if he had thought of something, the chief person in charge felt a shudder on his back, and his standing posture was more standard and respectful.
After the food was served, Yubao behaved obediently. After her husband wiped her claws clean with a wet tissue, she began to pick up a small bowl to pick up vegetables for dinner.You can't wait for Yuyou's belly.suck suck~
Xiaoyouzi added a small meatball first, and carefully huh, waited for the meatball to cool down a bit before opening her small mouth to take a bite.
only......
Youbao was taken aback, and his fair little face was stained with disbelief.Unexpectedly, Xiaoyuzi felt sore in her heart.
Youyou ate the little meatballs in a hurry, stretched out his chopsticks eagerly to try other dishes, to see if it was the taste of tenderness that had accompanied him for another six years in his memory.
Sweet and sour pork ribs, sprinkled with small sesame seeds that you like.
Small meatballs, hearty without ginger.
The steamed fish did not make Youbao flustered.
Big plate chicken, with hot dry noodles that you like to eat as a base.
The warm milk on hand also puts sweet-scented osmanthus honey.
All of Youbao's little hobbies have not been left behind in his caring.Even Fu Qingyang didn't know about Xiaoyuzi's eating habits.Because Youbao is never picky at home.
What a gentle person who made this table meal... He tolerated everything about Youyou, patiently accompanied Youyou for six years, and taught Youyou all his strengths. .....
blah blah blah.
Youbao stared blankly at the table of food, tears welled up without warning, and slid down the corners of his eyes.The longing hidden in the deepest part of my heart can no longer be suppressed, churning and clamoring.
This is, it's Uncle Wen who cooks, right?
Must be.
Youbao put down his chopsticks, grabbed the clothes on his belly, and looked around in confusion.Youyou wanted to try hard to find that expectant figure.However, the tears that fell more and more fiercely blurred his vision, and Youyou could no longer see clearly.
The wandering Youbao is like a child abandoned by the side of the road.Youyou didn't dare to run around, he just stood there obediently, foolishly waiting for that person to change his mind, and returned to that person's side again.