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Chapter 204 Let Fu Yan take care of the leftovers

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    Fu Sichen subconsciously glanced at the girl opposite and responded unnaturally: "There is a canteen here, so there is no need to send it away."

    The old lady immediately raised her voice: "Canteen? You actually let us Rongrong eat in the canteen?

    You ignorant son of a bitch!  No wonder I haven¡¯t found a wife yet!

    Are the food in the cafeteria edible?  That¡¯s all a big pot of rice!  Don't think that I don't know that I haven't been to your school. In that kind of place, there are only a few eggs in the tomato scrambled eggs, and the seaweed and egg soup is all water!

    Rongrong¡¯s little arms and legs are still growing, how can she eat that kind of food?  You are willing to give up, but I am not willing to give up!  "

    The more the old lady spoke, the more distressed she became. The scene of the poor little girl pulling vegetable leaves in the soup began to appear in her mind, and she tightened her hand on the microphone.

    "It won't work anyway! Our Rongrong is too thin, we must take good care of herself! From now on, I will ask Xiao Zhao to prepare and deliver three meals a day, but I can't let her eat in the cafeteria anymore!"

    ??Fu Sichen originally wanted to retort that his girl was already 21 years old and had already passed her growth period, but when he heard the second half of the old lady's sentence, his delicate eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle.

    Grandma is right, the girl is indeed too thin.

    It¡¯s time to take a good supplement!

    He said "hmm" in a deep voice.

    This attitude made the old lady very satisfied. She continued to warn: "I don't know Rongrong's taste, so I gave him some of various dishes. It might be a bit too much. If Rongrong really can't finish it

    ¡°Oh, don¡¯t waste it if you can¡¯t finish it. Just call that boy Fu Yan over again and let him take care of the leftovers.

    remember!  We, Rongrong, must be fed first, and then call Fu Yan!

    Don¡¯t let him come over early to grab Rongrong¡¯s food!

    ?? Okay, that¡¯s it.  You quickly tell Chen Yan and ask him to wait at the door. Xiao Zhao is already here and the dinner will be cold.  "

    After saying that, he hung up the phone hastily.

    Fu Sichen rubbed his eyebrows and sent a message to Chen Yan with a look of helplessness.

    This look made Song Qinrong couldn't help but laugh: "What's wrong? It's like losing hundreds of billions in business."

    Fu Sichen then raised his head and glanced at her, but instead of following her joke, he said seriously: "Don't go to the cafeteria for lunch today."

    "?"

    Fu Sichen sighed: "My grandma brought some food over, but she said it was a bit too much and I couldn't finish it by myself."

    "That's the old lady's affection for you, but she let me eat it. Isn't that not good?"

    Hearing this, Song Qinrong, who was about to agree, shook her head without hesitation, "The elders' wishes should be properly treasured and not trampled on by you.

    If there are many dishes, you should eat more and try not to waste it.  I'd better go to the cafeteria.  "

    Song Qinrong stood up with a determined expression.

    "Not for me!"

    Seeing that the girl was about to walk out of the office without mercy, Fu Sichen was so anxious that he grabbed her, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.

    "Those dishes were specially sent by her for you to eat."

    "Give me?"

    Song Qinrong was stunned for a moment, and her dark pupils shrank slightly for a moment.

    At this moment, she suddenly remembered Fu Yan¡¯s distress call last night.

    Yes.

    Fu Yan must have shown the old lady her photo.

    So today, the old lady ordered someone to deliver food.

    Song Qinrong felt a little weird.

    Old lady, what does this mean?

    After seeing the photo, I was very satisfied with herwant to adopt her as my granddaughter-in-law?

    She shook her head distractedly.

    During this period, although Fu Sichen did not express his feelings clearly, Song Qinrong already knew his intentions.

    "The person I have liked for a long time turns out to like me If it were her three years ago, she would have gone crazy with joy!

    Song Qinrong lowered her eyes.

    But the person she is now is no longer the person she was three years ago.

    Xiao Nuo's death weighed on her heart like a mountain. For three years, she never had a moment of respite.

    In fact, she would always think about whether Xiao Nuo would have died if she had not rushed to sleep with Fu Sichen three years ago, but rushed to protect Xiao Nuo as soon as she learned that he was being targeted.  Won't die?

    This idea is like a vine that grows in the wind, entrenched in Song Qinrong's mind, and he keeps cutting it down.

    ReasonableTell her that Xiao Nuo's body is still cold and she is not qualified to respond to Fu Sichen's feelings.

    But the love in her heart was like a worm attached to her bones, something that Song Qinrong could not control no matter how much calmness she exerted.

    She can control herself not to respond.  But he couldn't control his desire to get close to Fu Sichen

    Song Qinrong lowered her head, her entire face buried in her hair, making it difficult for people to see the extremely sad look on her face.

    But the sudden depression emanating from the girl still made Fu Sichen frown, and he stood up: "Girl, what's wrong?"

    "nothing."

    Song Qinrong twitched the corners of her mouth, and a bitter smile overflowed.

    Maybe after helping Xiao Nuo find the murderer, he can face this relationship, right?

    In fact, she doesn¡¯t know.

    But at least right now, she is not ready to be with Fu Sichen without any grudges.

    Thinking of this, Song Qinrong shook his head: "No reward for no merit. I have never done anything, how can I eat the food sent by the old lady? You should eat it."

    "How can I dare to eat it? She gave it to you specifically, and I don't have this kind of treatment."

    Fu Sichen smiled and lightly tapped Song Qinrong's forehead with his slender fingers, "Besides, what merits do you need to talk about between you and her? That's my grandma, silly girl"

    "It's your grandma, not my grandma. I have no connection with her."

    Song Qinrong interrupted him with a cold expression.

    "Even your own grandson cannot eat something, and I, an outsider, should not eat it."

    "what do you mean?"

    Fu Zhinan finally realized something was wrong, and his face stiffened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

    What kind of person has no relatives or friends, what kind of outsider is there?

    She is clearly drawing a clear line with him!

    Song Qinrong clenched her back teeth and tried to make her voice sound calm and indifferent: "That's what it means literally. I appreciate the old lady's kindness, but I really can't bear it. Please convey this to me, these things don't need to be  ¡­¡±

    Before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the office door.

    Chen Yan and four burly aunts were standing outside, blocking Song Qinrong's way of leaving.

    Song Qinrong paused immediately.

    When Chen Yan saw her, his eyes lit up: "Where is Miss Song? Just in time! The food is here, eat it while it's hot."

    After saying that, he exchanged glances with the aunt closest to him: "Aunt Zhao, this is Miss Song."

    "Oh, is this Miss Song?"

    When Aunt Zhao heard this, she narrowed her eyes with joy. Without saying a word, she walked forward affectionately with the food box and pulled Song Qinrong into the house.

    "You're so handsome! You just lost a little weight. The old lady is right, you should make up for it! Come on, come on, let's see if you like these dishes?"

    The enthusiasm that hit her face left Song Qinrong with no room to struggle, so she was pulled into the room and pressed in front of the dining table.

    Immediately afterwards, there were more than a dozen colors and fragrances, and the colorful dishes were lined up on the table.

    Before Song Qinrong could say the word "no", Aunt Zhao had already opened the lid of the casserole, and the aroma of food instantly filled the entire office.

    Damn it!  It smells so good

    Song Qinrong¡¯s words of rejection were stuck in her throat and she couldn¡¯t say anything.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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