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Chapter 20: I¡¯m allergic to food

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    "Young Master Fu, you are finally back!"

    As soon as Fu Junye arrived home, the servants at home rushed to greet him as if they saw hope.

    "What's up?"

    ??Jun Fu also took off his coat and handed it to the servant.

    "Young Master, you are clamoring to go home, but the old lady refuses to listen to her advice. Now she has locked herself in the room without even eating dinner."

    The servant held the clothes in his arms, lowering his head and not daring to look at Fu Junye.

    I was angry with Jian Ran just now, and now when I come back, I hear that the little one is not disobedient.

    ¡°The mother and son together are here to torment themselves, right?

    "Mr. Fu, the old lady is very concerned about the young master. I hope you can persuade him. At noon, the young master doesn't eat much."

    "I see."

    Fu Junye walked up to the second floor.

    "Open the door."

    There was no sound from the door.

    Fu Junye knocked twice again, but there was still no response, so he asked the servant to get the spare key.

    The servant had prepared the key in advance and handed it to Fu Junye immediately.

    "Go prepare supper."

    "yes."

    Fu Junye opened the door. The room was dark except for a bedside lamp beside the bed. He reached for the switch on the wall.

    When the lights were turned on, Fu Junye was frightened by the things in the room.

    All the toys he carefully prepared were piled up in the corner like garbage. Even some airplane models stuck on the wall were pulled out. I don¡¯t know how hard this brat used to break the wallpaper.

    "What, are you going to go on a diet to protest?"

    Fu Junye walked in and asked with a sneer.

    That brat took an "Encyclopedia of Knowledge" from nowhere and read it with gusto, seemingly not noticing his appearance.

    "Didn't your mother tell you not to read in a dark place?"

    "Young Master Fu, your chef doesn't have a chef qualification certificate, right? The food he cooks is terrible." Jian Feimo closed the book, put it on the bedside table, sat on the edge of the bed, put his two small hands on both sides of his body, and raised his head  He raised his head and looked at Fu Junye, "If you can't support me, then send me back to avoid starving me."

    Jian Feimo got off the bed, "Is there any midnight snack? I'm hungry."

    "You can eat what you have, but you are still picky?" Fu Junye looked at Jian Feimo. He was just a thorn in his side, looking for trouble whenever he had nothing to do.

    "What? Young Master Fu, are you trying to capture people?" Jian Feimo stopped and turned to look at him in disbelief, saying with a look of doubt and disgust: "The Fu family can't even feed a child.  Aren¡¯t you afraid of being laughed at when you go out?¡±

    Fu Junye took a deep breath and told himself in his heart that there was no need to argue with such a naughty kid who was looking for trouble.

    ¡°After all, at his current age, he knows a little bit, but he acts like he is the only one in the world, I am the best in history, and he can be arrogant even if he only knows two words.

    "Heysince Mr. Fu said this, I have no choice but to stop being picky about food. But I heard that serious allergies may kill people."

    Jian Feimo looked at him with a half-smile.

    "allergy?"

    "Yeah," Jian Feimo nodded and continued, "And there's also gastritis."

    Fu Junye looked at him with a slight frown, why did he get gastritis at such a young age?

    Jian Feimo pointed at his stomach, "When my mother and I were in jail, I don't know who gave the order to deliberately make things difficult for us. We were not even given enough food, so I was often hungry. When I was hungry, I got stomach problems.  "

    The tone was so understated that Fu Junye couldn't believe it.

    "You" Fu Junye started, but he didn't know where to start.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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