Doctor Fu's trap is too gentle

"Grandpa, I can prove that the lady was chubby when she was a child, and she would eat hard no matter when she was angry or happy. There is no such thing as a hunger strike."

Nani! ?
Meng Qingqing looked over with a smile, "Fu Shubai, this is really none of my business, it must be inherited from you!"

Fu Shubai was so angry that he couldn't refute.

He snorted again, ignored Meng Qingqing's watching eyes, and walked over to Qin Xianjiang and the others.

Qin Xianjiang and the others surrounded Mr. Meng talking, and when they saw Fu Shubai approaching, they immediately boasted in relief, "Shubai's grandson-in-law is much more reliable than my granddaughter, and the business of the Meng family must be handed over to Shubai in the future. If it falls into Qingqing's hands, it may be completely defeated in two days."

Meng Qingqing: "!!!"

Grandpa, is there anyone who hurt your granddaughter so much?
"What are you doing in a daze?" Mr. Meng rolled his eyes, "Boy Qin finally came to me, why don't you pour some tea and cut some fruit for the guests?"

"It's Grandpa." Meng Qingqing didn't say anything, and sadly went to pour tea.

Qin Xianjiang immediately stood up, "Grandpa Meng, don't ask sister-in-law to pour tea for us. Brother Fu loves sister-in-law the most, so let's do it ourselves."

Qin Xianjiang's words made Fu Shubai more pleasing to Mr. Meng's eyes, and he still hummed, "You all sit down, don't spoil Qingqing, she has been spoiled since she was a child, and now she has a son, can't Get used to it."

Meng Qingqing: "..."

She still didn't want to hate this trick, and ran to the kitchen to obediently pour tea and cut fruits.

After a while, Fu Shubai came in, saw the water boiled, and immediately said, "Don't move, I'll come."

Meng Qingqing really stood still, watching him walk over to pick up the freshly boiled hot water, and poured a few cups of tea for her.

While cutting the fruit helplessly, she said, "Fu Shubai, I can do it. Grandpa will scold me again later."

"It's okay, he can't see it." Fu Shubai walked out with tea.

Meng Qingqing looked at his back, her eyes were full of warmth, he was always indifferent and didn't like to talk to others, but when it came to her, Meng Qingqing almost didn't need to say anything, he would take care of everything without letting her interfere a little.

Totally watching it as a child.

After Meng Qingqing cut up the fruit and brought it out to Qin Xianjiang and the others, she went upstairs to see the boy.

The little guy just woke up.

After seeing her, the little guy blinked his eyes, then started crying, waving his hands and feet.

Meng Qingqing hurried over, hugged him, and coaxed him.

"What's the matter, isn't mom here? Why are you crying again?"

The little guy cried for a while and stopped for a while, tears still hung on his long black eyelashes, which were crystal clear, and his little face was round and delicate like jade.

From top to bottom, he looked very much like Fu Shubai, but he didn't really look like her son.

Aunt Li heard the crying and came over, "Miss, you go down to eat first, I'll just come and hug you."

"Okay." Meng Qingqing nodded, and was about to give the little guy to her, but obediently cried even harder and stared wildly.

Mrs. Li couldn't help but smiled wryly, "It seems that I miss you so much, I won't give you a hug anymore."

Meng Qingqing sighed, "Let me do it."

She took the little guy into her arms, obediently stopped crying immediately, looked at her with wide eyes for a while, then sniffed her little nose everywhere and drilled into her arms.

hungry.

Hungry and hairy little head drilled around.