Mrs. Fu's strength is overwhelming

Muttering, Qin Moyu leaned forward slightly, without moving his feet, but saw Chi Yuewan turn around and run away in a hurry: "Ah! Hooligan~" 
With a sound of "Pfft", Qin Moyu couldn't help but sneered, "Hehe~"
What a simple woman!So good!Turning around, getting into the car, and starting the engine, he couldn't help whistling lightly, inexplicably, in a good mood—— 
The successive incidents and the easing of the relationship with Feng Yiting gave Ji Qianyu a different understanding of the other side of this man. Gradually, her expectations for marriage began to rise again. 
For a few days in a row, every day when she was free, she just huddled in the kitchen and studied how to make dumplings, because with Shirley, she was not afraid of waste, and fresh meat fillings were served repeatedly.Finally, she knew that the quick-frozen dumpling wrappers should be dipped in water. Instead of making a pot of porridge, she could fish out whole dumplings. Although they looked a bit ugly, it gave her a small sense of accomplishment! 
On this day, she left the company an hour early, and she stopped by the supermarket to pick up some meat and a little dough, ready to test it once and take it out, so she kept a few to offer as treasures.Thinking about going home, Ji Qianyu got out of the car and saw the familiar black car parked there. She raised her eyebrows in doubt: Hey, he came back so early today?She clutched the convenience bag, and she sighed faintly: It seems that the plan is going to fail!
As soon as she walked to the inner door, there was a sound of running, and she stopped a servant, and she said, "What's the matter, this is it?"
Young mistress, Shirley is sick, and the young master is losing his temper!I'll send the broom there quickly~" Shirley is sick? What's the matter? After a pause, Ji Qianyu also quickly ran to the back. As soon as he got close, Feng Yiting's angry voice came: "I'll treat you to a dry meal." ?Can't even take care of a dog?what happened? "

"Young master, please calm down! It's mild sodium poisoning. Maybe it's because I ate too much salt, that's why I lost my hair. Fortunately, I found it early, and I have already done emergency treatment!"
After stroking the dog lying on the ground, Feng Yiting's cold eyes shot over again: "Aren't you always in charge of the dog's diet?"
He is an expert in dog breeding. He hired him at a high price. He has been taking care of Shirley exclusively for so many years. He has never made a mistake. How could he eat too much salt!After thinking about it for a while, Feng Yiting knew it, his eyes turned to hesitate, and he said angrily: "Who? Did someone feed my Shirley with something? Stand up for me!"
How dare you feed his dog without authorization?As he said that, Feng Yiting also wondered: Shirley is very arrogant, how can he eat things given by others besides him and the breeder?Did you get narcotic poisoning?Seeing this, the servants on one side waved their hands one by one: "It's not me!"
"I didn't!" In an instant, Ji Qianyu's face turned pale: Could it be that she ate her dumplings? 
All of a sudden, she remembered the time when she fished out a whole dumpling. She tasted one that was a bit salty, but she didn't eat it, so she gave it to the dog, but she added a big pot of dumpling soup!
Sodium poisoning?Looking at the Tibetan Mastiff nestled in the cage from a little distance, the originally beautiful and neat snow-white fur has now become dark and gray, not to mention, some places have become so sparse that the flesh seems to be exposed, and there are still furs everywhere on the ground, like a dog. The posture of the stray dog.
"Who? Who is it?" A good dog has been ruined like this by him, why should he check it himself?

As soon as Feng Yiting's angry words fell, there was a sudden chirping sound. Looking back, he saw Ji Qianyu behind the servant drop the words on the bag in her hand, and when her eyes met, she lowered her head, as if Guilty, and it seems—admit your mistake!is her? 
Did she feed Shirley?No wonder, no wonder dogs eat it!
Unbelievably, his eyes suddenly widened a little, Feng Yiting turned around and looked at Shirley again.

Sure enough, seeing the dog lying on the ground dying just now, it has raised its head at this moment, and its eyes are still bright——

Seeing the reaction of the dog, it should not be the first time!He glanced at her slightly, but Feng Yiting's anger subsided automatically, and then he waved his hand and said, "It's all right, let's all go down!"

Then he looked at the breeder on the other side, and said, "It just so happens that it's the season of moulting, give it a good conditioning!"

"Yes, Master!"
Afterwards, the servants dispersed, and the breeder also entered the dog cage, leading the snow mastiff to the house on the inside.Walking slowly to Ji Qianyu's side, Feng Yiting bent over and picked up the convenience bag on the ground, and saw some snacks, meat stuffing and dumpling wrappers inside. 
Knowing that the snow mastiff was his favorite, Ji Qianyu didn't expect it to turn out like this. She stirred her little hands and almost hit her head on the ground: "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean it! I don't know— —” 
"I really didn't mean it!"
She really didn't know that dogs would get sick if they ate too much salt!Originally thinking that it would not be wasted, but also bond with the dog, so she fed the dumplings to the dog. After all, they were all freshly bought meat and ground into stuffing, and she made it herself, without adding anything else , She thought it was safe to give it to the dog!

Originally, he was thinking of killing two birds with one stone, but he didn't expect—— Seeing her annoyed face, he raised his hand and stroked the back of her head soothingly, Feng Yiting said, "I know! It's okay, anyway, it's time to moult in spring and summer! That’s all! If you want to feed Shirley in the future, you can go to the breeder to get some food! The dog food he prepared, after the dog eats it, not only is it smart, but its hair is also smooth!” 
With a teasing smile, Feng Yiting pinched her little face again, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Don't feed my beautiful snow mastiff to a little silly dog ​​like a trash dump!"
Seeing that he didn't seem to be angry with her, Ji Qianyu became more courageous, and reached out to hug his waist: "I'm sorry, I won't feed Shirley casually in the future! If you like it, I like it too!"
Even if she doesn't like it, she can't vent her anger on an innocent dog!
"Well! I don't blame you! Shirley gave it to you!" No matter how precious a dog is, how can it be compared with her?Rubbing her hair, Feng Yiting said, "Let's go back!"
After sending her back to the room, Feng Yiting said after comforting her, "I have an important event tonight, and I have to go out! Don't think too much, go to bed early!" 
Before going out, Feng Yiting kissed her softly on the forehead.

On this day, because of this incident, Ji Qianyu was both guilty and moved. After Feng Yiting left, she consulted the administrator again, looked at the dog, and cleaned the kennel herself. Unable to understand, she muttered aloud, full of apologies. 
At night, when Feng Yiting came back, it was almost twelve o'clock. When he returned to his room, the soft night light was still on. Ji Qianyu had already fallen asleep, and there was a glass of milk on the warm coaster on the bedside table. Pressing a piece of paper, there is a beautiful handwriting on it: [Husband, remember to drink milk before going to bed, warm your stomach~ sleepy, I won't wait for you, good night! ]
I could imagine her yawning when she wrote this note, looking at the curled up ball on the bed, Feng Yiting's eyes softened a bit.

Instead, he turned off the switch on the warm coaster, and picked up the cup of warm milk: not too cold, not too hot, just right!
Once again, he gulped it down, his body and heart warmed, and he even got used to and liked the milky smell that he always hated.
Looking at the cup, he then slowed down and went out the door. 
I went downstairs and rinsed my cup. I was a little hungry at first, but it was too late, and Feng Yiting didn't bother to call for someone. He was flipping through the refrigerator when a soft voice came: "Master, what are you looking for?" "

"Wang Ma, you haven't slept yet? I'm a little hungry—"
He just had a social event at night, he didn't eat anything at all, and drank a glass of milk, which actually ticked off his gluttonous worms. 
"Master, sit down, I'll cook a bowl of plain noodles for you!" Putting down the thermos, Wang Ma neatly helped him cook a bowl of egg noodles with tomatoes: "It's hard to digest meat before going to bed, so you'll have to settle for it!"
"Thank you Wang Ma!" 
After taking the bowl, Feng Yiting ate it with great relish, especially when he saw the tomato and egg, he thought of Ji Qianyu, and he had a good appetite.
She was his half-nanny who watched him grow up and poured him a glass of water. Seeing that he had eaten enough, Wang Ma said, "Young Master, don't blame Young Mistress for what happened today. !"
After eating the chopsticks, Feng Yiting raised his eyes and said, "Mother Wang, do you know?" 
"Young Mistress is really nice! She is kind to us and doesn't put on airs. She probably wants to be a good wife and mother to please you, so these days, whenever she has free time, she just sits in the kitchen and learns how to make dumplings. She is busy for a long time every time! After all, the young mistress is from a family background, so it is inevitable that she is not very good at these rough jobs! But she is willing to wash your hands and study hard for you. After wrapping and cooking, it is a pot of soup, the skin is the skin, the stuffing is the stuffing, and finally once it is wrapped into a whole, I jumped up happily and fell in the kitchen!" 
After taking a breath, she said: "The fresh meat I buy every time, I guess the young lady is afraid of wasting it, so when it is done, I feed it to Shirley. She is very careful every time, and she tastes it herself before taking it." Feed the dog, every time I talk to the dog for a long time, and I am probably familiar with it afterwards, and I also help the dog pour water and brush its hair, this is really no one expected——" The dog will become salty after eating.

Last time, she remembered hearing her muttering: I forgot to put salt!
"Master, Young Mistress is not that kind of wicked person!" She felt that she was a very caring and kind woman.Subconsciously, she wishes them well!Suddenly, remembering that the convenience bag she dropped today was also filled with dumpling wrappers, Feng Yiting's heart trembled faintly: I see, I don't blame her, thank you, Wang Ma! "
"Hey~" Nodding and smiling, Wang Ma backed out first with the thermos bottle.

Back in the room, after a brief wash, Feng Yiting returned to the bed, slowly hugged her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her again on the forehead: "Good night~"

Ever since she inadvertently learned that Jiang Lu was stillborn, and saw her An Ran's prenatal inspection report, Chi Sisi had doubts in her heart. For several days, she had been secretly observing and spent a lot of money to investigate the evidence. It doesn't matter if you don't check it, but once you check it, she will be completely taken aback.

One day, I returned to Zhang's house in a daze after taking the materials, not knowing what to do, when I entered the door, I heard Zhang's mother and Jiang Lu arguing again. 
"I'm pregnant with your grandson, you drive me away? You forget who got you out of the mental hospital? You're old and heartless!"