It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

"Uncle, why are you here?" Qingyi asked.

I just saw this uncle yesterday, and it just happened to appear in their flower shop today.

Although she is still young, she also knows that the possibility of this is very small. The only possibility is this uncle...

Xinyu also looked over: "Uncle, do we know Qingyi?"

Qingyi didn't speak, and Fu Chengxun's deep eyes seemed deep and unpredictable.

After a long silence, he spoke quietly, his voice full of magnetism: "I want to buy flowers, so I happened to come to your shop in my car."

In the end, he still didn't talk about the past, nor did he talk about what happened yesterday.

He was the one who was rude yesterday.

Qingyi looked at Fu Chengxun in disbelief: "Is it such a coincidence? Uncle just drove to our house when he wanted to buy flowers?"

Fu Chengxun half-closed his dark eyes, but said nothing.

This little girl is very smart, and she has some shadows of the elegy back then.

Suo Xingqing did not continue to ask: "Thank you uncle for helping my mother, isn't uncle going to buy flowers? Please come in."

Fu Chengxun's eyes fell on Xinyu.

She still hasn't fully come out of what happened just now, but her mood is obviously much better than before.

At this moment, she was standing behind Qingyi, not speaking, and staring at him with a pair of harmless big eyes.

"Can I ask her to introduce me?"

He spoke slowly, with a soft tone in his tone.

Qingyi followed his gaze and turned to look at Xinyu.

There was a tangle on her little face, but thinking that it was this uncle who helped her mother just now, he finally agreed.

"Yes, but my mother is a little slow to speak and respond. I hope my uncle can take care of me."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Fu Chengxun's lips, how could he care, it was too late for him to be happy.

In the past two days and nights, he thought about her every night, but even seeing her was a luxury.

Now, she is standing in front of him. Although she can't remember herself at all, as long as he can look at her, even so, he is satisfied a lot.

As for the rest...

Fu Chengxun told himself that she was his wife, and they still had a lot of time to start over and get to know each other again.

Past pain is past, whether it is him or her.

For the rest of his life, he will use everything he has to make up for her and take care of her.

Qingyi was sitting in front of the table in the flower shop, her eyes fell on the other side and she was having a shallow conversation.

The clerk Simi asked Qingyi curiously: "Qingyi, who is that gentleman?"

"Just now outside the store, my mother was almost bullied. It was the uncle who helped my mother."

Simi snorted, "That's right, that gentleman is still a good man."

nice guy?

Qing turned her face away and looked at Simi: "In the world of adults, is it so hasty to judge whether a person is a good person or a bad person?"

Simi didn't understand her words: "What do you mean?"

Qing put a small hand on the table, and the whole person fell down: "It doesn't mean anything, it's just a subconscious feeling that this uncle doesn't seem to be what he looks like."

Yesterday when my mother went home, she said that seeing this uncle made her feel uncomfortable. This made her wonder whether it was good or bad for her mother to continue to have contact with this uncle.

Simi is a very simple girl. Hearing Qingyi's words, she just thought that Qingyi subconsciously thought of people too complicated.

"Qingyi, you're overthinking. I think that gentleman is quite nice. Miss Xinyu is slow to speak, but that gentleman seems to be very patient."

Qing Yi curled her lips and said nothing.

His eyes fell there, and he suddenly said with emotion: "When will the good uncle come back? I think I need to have a good discussion with him about this issue."

……

Xinyu didn't know the reason, she always felt that this stranger who helped her was a bit strange, he was obviously here to buy flowers, but when she introduced those flowers to him, he always had a calm attitude and also Don't say which one you like, just let her introduce them all.

Forget it, she also found that this man seemed to be staring at her all the time.

In Xinyu's cognition, there are not too many complicated things. If a person keeps staring at herself, she will not think about other things, but only guess in her heart whether there is something on her face.

In fact, she did ask that.

She was holding her notebook, her long eyelashes fluttering: "Sir, is there something on my face, you have been staring at me?"

She asked very seriously, but Fu Chengxun, who had been staring at her and never looked away, was stunned: "Nothing, I just think...you look good."

Fu Chengxun was a little careful when he said the last four words.

He was thinking, would this make him appear a little frivolous?

Xinyu didn't expect such an answer: "Does it look good?" She murmured.

"Well, it's beautiful."

If someone else said this, Xinyu would think it was false, but the man in front of him was the one who helped her just now.

After a second of silence, Xinyu showed a very sincere smile in front of Fu Chengxun for the first time: "Thank you, you are also very good-looking."

nice?

The two words made Fu Chengxun slightly curl his lips. This is the word Xiang Elegy used to describe him after he lost his memory. It is very rare, and compared with before, it is also very special.

"You haven't asked me what my name is yet."

He spoke slowly, with a warm voice and a hint of a smile.

Xinyu was stunned: "That's right, it seems that I haven't asked your name yet. My name is Xinyu, what's your name?"

"Fu Chengxun." Fu Chengxun said the three words extremely slowly, and his deep eyes made it impossible to detect his emotions.

"Fu Chengxun?"

Xinyu read these three words.

"It's a nice name." She smiled, not stingy with her praise.

Fu Chengxun said, "Can you give me your notebook?"

notebook?
Xinyu looked down at the notebook he held in his arms.

She hesitated: "Qingyi said that the notebook records what I should do and what I should pay attention to, and it cannot be handed over to other people."

Fu Chengxun laughed, that Qingyi really put her on guard against many things.

"Then you write it down in your notebook yourself. My name is Fu Chengxun, the Cheng of the promise, the Xun of the medal."

Xinyu couldn't figure out why she had to write it down in the notebook, but this strange man helped her once, she thought about it, then picked up the pen, and slowly wrote down the words Fu Chengxun in the notebook.

"It's finished, you see."

Fu Chengxun looked at the notebook handed over.

She turned over a new page, on which there were only three characters Fu Chengxun, three delicate and beautiful characters, and he looked at her writing left hand.

That's right, she has been writing with her left hand since a very early age, and her right hand, the right hand she is most proud of, was completely ruined because of the mistakes he made, because of him.