My wife has always been timid

I must choose her.

There is nothing more important than him recovering Su Qingcheng, this is his dream, the only thing he can't wait for after seeing the dawn.

All the fame, wealth and power became insignificant in front of her.

Mother Fu was stunned.

Kong Ang was stunned.

Su Qingcheng who heard these words behind the door was also stunned.

Don't ask her why she hid behind the door and eavesdropped, it was pure curiosity, I thought that Fu's mother came to Su's house to find Fu Xiuyuan because of something big happened in Fu's house, and she wanted to eat a melon by the way, who knows? Hearing such earth-shattering words from Fu Xiuyuan.

Those who heard it were sad and those who heard it shed tears. Brother Hua Qiang has to say that this melon is sweet when he comes!
Of course, if the protagonist is not her.

Hmm... Does this count as accidentally eating my own melon?
A girl who eats melons will eventually become a melon.

It's a melon, and it's also a dumb melon.

She felt that everyone was stupid.

When Su Qingcheng came back to her senses, there was no movement outside. She looked out through the peephole, and only saw Fu Xiuyuan sitting alone on the sofa.

She turned her head quickly, and saw the scene of Kong Ang sending Fu's mother into the car through the window.

"Leave so soon?"

Su Qingcheng walked to the window in two or three steps, and saw Fu's mother getting into the car with a sullen face, and the car drove away as fast as an arrow. Kong Ang, who was standing there, ate a carful of black smoke from his buttocks.

I really ate black smoke.

Kong Ang stretched out his hand and brushed his dusty face covered in black smoke, and poohed on the ground several times unluckily.

"Chi..." Su Qingcheng couldn't help laughing out loud, and her mood improved a lot.

The wide and soft bed was full of colorful dolls, pulling Jing Hao to play house, she acted as Ma Ma, Jing Hao acted as a papa, and the dolls were their dolls, the arrangement was perfect .

Jing Hao was full of coping, but his eyes were always paying attention to Su Qingcheng's movements.

Seeing Su Qingcheng looking outside and laughing, his face darkened: "What are you laughing at?"

"Ah?" Su Qingcheng turned her head, and was caught off guard by the child's questioning face.

Jing Hao's expression was gloomy, and he was full of jealousy when he opened his mouth: "I asked you what you were laughing at? What do you like outside?"

oh?Jealous?
Su Qingcheng looked up and down at the jealous little guy, and thought of teasing him: "Laugh at you, Uncle Kong, don't you think you, Uncle Kong, are cute?"

"Cute?" Jing Hao gritted his teeth, looking fierce as if he had been robbed of his mother.

He had never heard the word cute in her mouth, and she had never praised him, so why would she praise a nearly 30-year-old man as cute?
Is this appropriate?

Why and why, Jing Hao felt unwilling, but was too embarrassed to ask for it directly. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Man Man playing with the doll beside him, and asked obliquely: "What is cute? Is Man Man so cute? "

"Yes."

Su Qingcheng nodded.

Jing Hao couldn't wait to ask again: "Then what else is cute?"

"Oh?" Su Qingcheng was keenly aware of the purpose of his words, the corners of her lips slowly curled up, and her eyes flashed a bit slyly: "Look at the dolls in Manman's hands, they are also cute, soft, and cute , what makes people happy is cuteness.”

Pfft...Jing Hao almost vomited blood.

That's not what he said, okay?It's not like he really doesn't understand what cuteness means, okay?
Not reconciled, he continued to ask: "Apart from these?"

"Except for these?" Su Qingcheng scratched the back of his head suspiciously, his eyes deliberately looked around the room, and then slowly fell on Jing Hao.

Jing Hao's eyes lit up instantly, and several large characters were printed on his face: Praise me, praise me, praise me quickly!

Su Qingcheng couldn't help laughing.

Since the child's enthusiasm was too strong, she couldn't bear to tease her any longer, and said softly, "Of course it's Jing..."

knock --

Suddenly a knock on the door interrupted the blurted words, the door was pushed open, and Kong Ang's head popped out: "Miss, the master has something to discuss with you."

"..."

Su Qingcheng blinked her eyes innocently, then turned her head, and sure enough, she saw Jing Hao's little face that was already darkened to the extreme.

"Mother Gan Lin!"

Jing Hao went crazy, like a small volcano erupting, picked up a doll at hand and threw it heavily towards the door, furious: "Who told you to come in! Who asked you to knock on the door! Don't you want to do it anymore!"

Hiss... Kong Ang's eyes widened in fright.

It's too late to hide.

The chubby doll hit his head in a parabolic shape, bounced for a certain distance before falling limply to the ground, and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

Eh, it doesn't hurt.

Kong Ang made a false alarm, and quickly patted his small chest to suppress his shock.

"Huh...huh...wow!" An earth-shattering cry sounded, full of grief.

The chubby little finger pointed at the doll on the ground, and the little girl burst into tears: "Baby, baby fell to death..."

"..."

Kong Ang's mouth twitched.

Jing Hao was dumbfounded.

Su Qingcheng couldn't help but help his forehead, and helplessly glanced at the culprit, little Jing Hao.

Impulse is the devil.

Look, look, do you know how much this fall hurts a child who fantasizes about being a numb at only a few years old!
The trouble should end it.

In the end, it was Jing Hao who rolled out of bed and picked up the doll back. After coaxing the little girl for a while, Su Qingcheng went out to see Fu Xiuyuan.

Fu Xiuyuan sat on the sofa and sipped his tea. He had heard the room full of cries a long time ago, and when he saw Su Qingcheng coming out, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Su Qingcheng pulled her lips and smiled.

As for what happened just now, as long as Fu Xiuyuan didn't ask specifically, she wouldn't take the initiative to say that she didn't want to share with this man.

"I heard from Kong Ang that you need to find me?"

She sat on the sofa and poured herself a cup of tea naturally.

Only then did Fu Xiuyuan look away from her, a trace of loneliness appeared in his eyes, which disappeared in a flash, and he put aside the topic: "You heard what my mother said just now."

"Eh?" Su Qingcheng's movement of drinking tea suddenly stopped, and her heart skipped a beat.

awkward.

How did he know she was eavesdropping?

"Cough, the room is not very sound-proof, so I can hear a little." Su Qingcheng quickly recovered his mood, and drank the tea in his hand in one go, trying to make himself look more natural.

Unexpectedly, she has no silver 300 taels here, all of which fell into Fu Xiuyuan's eyes.

A faint smile appeared in Fu Xiuyuan's eyes, without poking her, he just said, "What do you think?"

she?
Su Qingcheng didn't evade, and said indifferently: "Of course you should listen to your mother and go back to the old house to take charge of the situation."

"why?"

"Why is that?" Su Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and snorted: "The position of Patriarch Fu is so important, you don't care about it, there are some people in Fu's house who care about it, how many people pay close attention to this position, you were born in this chair It’s not rare, but I don’t know how many people envy you, how many people want to sit on this chair and replace you.”

Fu Xiuyuan was thoughtful: "So, should I go back?"

"That is required."

It's a joke, even if no one competes with him for the position of Patriarch, she still wants him to go back, okay?

She doesn't want him to stay at her house at all!
Su Qingcheng secretly hated Fu's mother for being incompetent, she was a mother anyway, why she couldn't even control her own son, and made her suffer along with her.

Sin ah.

"exactly."

When Su Qingcheng was slandering, Fu Xiuyuan's deep voice planned her words.

She nodded hastily: "Yes, I'm right, so Mr. Fu, please pack up your things and go home. If you play for a while, the position of Patriarch will probably be taken away."

"Well, you pack up too."

"Okay, me too...?!" Su Qingcheng's eyes widened all of a sudden, and she looked at the man inexplicably: "What do you mean I should clean up too? What should I clean up?"

Fu Xiuyuan's expression remained calm for a day, and he asked: "I want to go back to the old house, and I will take the child with me. You are the mother of the child, shouldn't you be together?"

"Who told you to bring the baby?"

"I am the father of the child."

"I'm still the child's mother." Su Qingcheng opened her mouth to retort, and resolutely refused: "No, if you want to go back, you can go back by yourself, don't bring our wives, we haven't lived enough yet!"

"Oh?"

Fu Xiuyuan laughed instantly when he heard her words.

He raised his eyes and shifted his gaze to the room next to him: "It seems that you are not the only one who has the final say on whether you have lived enough."

Su Qingcheng suddenly felt something was wrong.

The next second, I saw Jing Hao walking out of the room holding hands full of hands, with a cold face: "She can do what she says alone, and I just follow her."

"..."

Fu Xiuyuan was slapped in the face.

The crackling kind.

"Hahahaha..." Su Qingcheng laughed so hard that her stomach ached and she lay down on the sofa.

Fu Xiuyuan's face was as dark as it could be. Looking at Jing Hao, he gritted his teeth: "When did you become so filial?"

"Always be filial to one."

Jing Hao answered solemnly, although his face was already a little guilty, after all, this was the father he had been afraid of since he was a child.

Love from Dad.

Seeing the two people staring at each other, Su Qingcheng couldn't help waving and laughing: "Okay, Fu Xiuyuan, don't embarrass the child, just go back obediently."

"I'm not going back."

Who would have thought that Fu Xiuyuan would also change his mind, leaning against the back of the sofa with peace of mind, obviously staying here.

Su Qingcheng's smile froze.

The corners of Fu Xiuyuan's lips curled slightly, with a relaxed expression: "Wherever you are, I will be there. Just like what Jing Hao said, we only follow you."

"..."

so touching~
If the protagonist is not her!
The man was obviously playing tricks, and Su Qingcheng also had a cold face: "Okay, then you can stay, as long as you like, but our Su family is relatively poor, and our life is not as refined as that of Fu's old house. The hospitality is not good enough." Where, Mr. Fu, just bear with it!"

"no problem."

Fu Xiuyuan said.

Hey, no problem.

Su Qingcheng was so angry that her teeth were itchy, she snorted, got up and went upstairs to her room with anger.

Downstairs, Fu Xiuyuan kept staring at her back until she walked into the room, the door slammed shut, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

Well, the temper is still so big.

……

At night, everything is quiet.

Su Qingcheng was about to go to bed after washing, but she didn't want the phone on the bedside to ring.

Caller, Mrs. Fu.