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Seeing that the fourth young master of the family was already in a scapegoat, while Miss Song was staring at a table of dishes without moving her hands at all, Aunt Zhao rolled her eyes and immediately understood everything.
I understand, I want her to create opportunities!
She smiled considerately: "We are here to watch. Miss Song is too embarrassed to use chopsticks, right? It's okay, it's okay, we'll go out now. Ms. Song eats slowly~"
"NoI can't finish it. This is too much!" Song Qinrong grabbed the hem of Aunt Zhao's clothes and refused to let her go.
She just scanned it with her eyes, there were sixteen dishes!
What a joke! This is what Fu Sichen said, is it a bit much?
"What do you mean, a little, a lot?"
Aunt Zhao waved her hand with a smile: "Don't worry, Miss Song. If you can't finish it, you won't be able to finish it. The old lady has already arranged for people to take care of the leftovers!
Today, you can eat as you like. When we get to know each other thoroughly in the future, we will only serve you the dishes you like, and there won¡¯t be so many. "
Sixteen dishes per person is indeed an exaggeration.
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Aunt Zhao, a professional nutritionist and chef of the Fuji family, was thinking carefully in her mind.
Song Qinrong was shocked.
¡°What the hell, is there a future?
She can¡¯t bear this kind of enthusiasm!
"Fu Sichen"
She immediately wanted to raise her head and go to Fu Sichen for help, but what she met head-on was the other's cold face.
Aunt Zhao has led everyone out of the door. Now, apart from Song Qinrong, only Fu Sichen and Chen Yan are left in the office.
Chen Yangang was still smiling, and when he saw the look on his fourth young master's face, he was immediately startled.
"It seems like the two ancestors are having trouble?
"What's wrong?" Fu Sichen took a deep breath and asked knowingly.
Song Qinrong frowned and was about to answer.
But Fu Sichen spoke first.
"There was something you just said, and it was very good."
He stared at Song Qinrong with eyes like fire, "The elders' thoughts should be properly treasured and not trampled on casually.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT OFF off this table of dishes that grandma specially brought to you? Are you going to not eat a bite? Do you want to crush her feelings to the end? "
Song Qinrong¡¯s eyebrows knitted together.
When the gold medal assistant Chen Yan heard this, he was very keenly aware of the problem and hurriedly spoke to help: "Miss Song, it's not me. When the old lady heard that you ate in the canteen every day, she felt heartbroken.
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The old lady got up early in the morning and personally prepared the menu for this table with Aunt Zhao, staring at what they brought to you.
¡°Every dish has been considered, but I¡¯m afraid there won¡¯t be anything you like, Miss Song.
The old lady thinks so well, how can you not take a bite? "
Song Qinrong¡¯s eyebrows were almost knotted.
Fu Sichen's expression became colder and colder.
The girl is very smart and must know the reason why grandma pleases her for no reason.
But she refused!
She actually refused?
Is this the granddaughter-in-law who doesn¡¯t want to be a grandmother?
Thinking of this, Fu Sichen's eyes darkened, and an indescribable anger and grievance surged into his heart, making his eyes a little scarlet.
They have said so much, but the girl in front of them is obviously still struggling.
Fu Sichen¡¯s hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, and his nails were dug into the palms of his hands.
Throughout the office, the air pressure was getting lower and lower, and a huge feeling of suffocation was raging crazily.
Even so, Song Qinrong lowered her eyes but still did not speak.
"Four, Fourth Young Master" Chen Yan's legs became weak.
Fu Sichen took a deep breath, his face gloomy, as if something had pinched his heart and squeezed him hard.
He couldn¡¯t help it, so he stepped forward step by step, looked at the girl in front of him, and raised his hands high.
Chen Yan was so frightened that he immediately covered his eyes.
It¡¯s over, it¡¯s over, it¡¯s about to start a fight.
But the next second, Fu Sichen's hand gently fell on the table.
He took the empty bowl in front of Song Qinrong, filled it with a spoonful of soup, and said:?With a deep sense of helplessness.
"Just think of it as a favor to me. You can eat this meal first."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Chen Yan blinked blankly.
The fourth young master just left like this?
He was so angry just now Before, there would have been nothing good in this office.
But this time, the fourth young master not only didn¡¯t get angry, he even served Miss Song a bowl of soup very considerately?
He looked at Song Qinrong and then at Fu Sichen's back. After thinking about it, he chased her out the door.
Song Qinrong was left alone in the office, holding the bowl in her hand.
There is still a sticky feeling on my hands.
She narrowed her eyes slightly.
Raising the hand that was leaning on the edge of the bowl, there was a streak of blood on it.
Song Qinrong sighed.
That¡¯s where Fu Sichen¡¯s palm touched.
This man was so angry that his palms were bleeding and he didn¡¯t even know it.
Song Qinrong twitched the corners of her lips, but finally held the bowl in her hands, lowered her head and took a sip.
At this time, outside the office, Fu Sichen was walking quickly in front, with the corners of his clothes flying, creating a chilling atmosphere.
??Everyone who sees him dare not come closer than five meters.
He went straight to the parking lot.
The driver stayed in the car. When he saw Fu Sichen coming over, he hurriedly started the car. Just as he was about to ask, "Where are you going?" the driver's door was opened. Before the driver could react, he was hit by a strong force. Carry it out.
Fu Sichen got into the driver's seat. Before Chen Yan could catch up, the car suddenly backed up and turned sharply.
As the wheels ran over the ground and made a harsh friction sound, the car flew out like an arrow off the string.
Ten minutes later, Fu Sichen stepped into the suburban basement with cold eyes.
One day later, heart-rending screams rang out again in the basement.
The Chinese-character face and several brothers huddled together, shivering.
"Why is the Fourth Young Master here? Didn't the female devil say yesterday that we should give these beasts a break? If they continue to torture the Fourth Young Masterif they beat someone to death, how can we fight the female devil? Let me give you an explanation?"
"Don't worry." Shitou looked ahead expressionlessly, "These people won't die."
In the hands of the Fourth Young Master, they will only be worse than dead.
I don¡¯t know how much time passed, but Fu Sichen slowly stepped out of the execution chamber. There was a murderous look in his eyes, like a beast that had just bitten off the neck of its prey.
There was a trace of blood on the corner of his eye. It made the evil intention on him even heavier.
The group of people with Chinese character faces were so frightened that they backed away ten meters away.
Only Shitou stepped forward calmly: "Fourth Young Master, do you have any other instructions?"
"Call Lao Hei here." Fu Sichen said calmly.
As soon as I heard the word "¹ú×ÖÃæ", my heart trembled.
Lao Hei is it a scourge?
??Old Hei was originally a technician and had been staying in the manor. He rushed over within a few minutes after hearing the Fourth Young Master's summons.
"Four young masters."
At this time, Fu Sichen was sitting by the window, the thick curtains were closed, and there was no light in the room.
Only the computer light shone on Fu Sichen's face, making it look increasingly gloomy.
Seeing this scene, Lao Hei unconsciously took a step back, his voice trembling: "You, do you have anything to ask me about?"
"Yeah." Fu Sichen slowly raised his head as if he just heard the voice.
The cold eyes fell on Lao Hei, making his little heart beat faster.
Then, he heard Fu Sichen speak and ask word by word.
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