After the divorce, the three gangsters doted on me

Joan got a good meal.

She stopped, turned her back to Fu Yanmo and thought for a long time, and when Fu Yanmo was a little impatient, she said in a cold tone: "No."

"In that case, why didn't you give me a good face from the beginning to the end today? Or do you not care what I think at all?"

Qiao Anhao turned her head and looked at Fu Yanmo: "Why should I care what you think?"

Seeing Fu Yanmo's face turned cold after hearing these words, Qiao Anhao answered coldly again: "My family, if I want to stay, I will stay, and if I want to leave, I will leave. I have nothing to do with you. It has nothing to do with offending me."

"Why?" Fu Yanmo asked unwillingly, "Why so suddenly?"

"Because Mr. Fu has lived in my house for too long, I made this decision after thinking for a long time, and it was not sudden."

Fu Yanmo looked at her face, and there was no angry expression on her face, as if she was just saying something that should be taken for granted.

He nodded and said to Qiao An, "Okay, I see."

"Ah."

Qiao Anhao got up to get the food. After taking two dishes, she felt that she was in a better mood, so she went back to the private room.

Toffee and Fu Yanmo had already finished their class. Seeing Qiao Anhao come back, Toffee hurriedly shouted, "Auntie, here's some meat, come and eat it."

"it is good."

Qiao Anhao sat down, put the plates on both sides, picked up the bowl in hand, took a piece of meat from the toffee, and ate it again.

Toffee has been staring at this piece of meat. It has been baked on the pan until now, just for Qiao An. Combined with the seasoning in the bowl, the mouth gets the ultimate enjoyment.

"Is it tasty?"

Toffee looked at her, eyes full of anticipation.

Qiao Anhao nodded: "It's delicious."

As long as it is served with toffee, it is delicious, not to mention that she roasts this piece of meat really well.

"Auntie, the meat was actually roasted by my father."

Toffee giggled.

"Then let Dad eat it, why give it to me?"

"It was originally baked for you." Fu Yanmo who was on the side took up the topic and looked at Qiao Anhao.

Qiao Anhao was a little nervous being stared at by him, so she hurried back to him: "You can eat by yourself, what do you do for me?"

Fu Yanmo didn't speak anymore, but the hand that put the meat in Qiao Anhao's bowl never stopped.

After eating a piece of barbecue, Qiao Anhao and Toffee ate it patronizingly. Fu Yanmo next to him had never stopped barbecue, but Fu Yanmo's barbecue technique was really good, every piece of meat was just right, the outermost layer of meat was just crispy, But it will not be burnt, and there is no bitter taste.

"Your hand is injured, let me come."

When Qiao Anhao got up to get the drink, Fu Yanmo took it from her hand with a sullen face, opened the lid for her, and poured a glass into her cup.

Qiao Anhao looked at Fu Yanmo with a soft heart.

She was even a little shaken.

Fu Yanmo didn't know that she was Qiao Anhao, could she live beside Fu Yanmo as Wu Yang?
But soon, she drove the thought out of her mind.

Qiao Anhao, what are you thinking?
She picked up the drink and took a sip before lowering her head and continuing to eat meat.

Seeing this, Toffee gave Fu Yanmo a thumbs up.

Her eyes were full of admiration, as if to say: "Father, you are already like this, and my aunt is yours."

Fu Yanmo: "..."

"Eat quickly."

How come you look like an adult at such a young age?
Fu Yanmo also put a few pieces of meat into the bowl of toffee: "Eat quickly."

"it is good."

After Toffee finished speaking, she lowered her head and took a bite, gave Fu Yanmo a thumbs up in her heart, then put the meat in her bowl into Qiao Anhao's bowl: "Auntie, you can eat."

Fu Yanmo was puzzled: "Isn't this your favorite food?"

"But I think my aunt also likes to eat, so I want my aunt to eat first." After she finished speaking, she smiled at Qiao An who just raised her head, and then turned to look at Fu Yanmo pitifully: "Father, you can bake it for me again." Bar."

Fu Yanmo nodded without complaint: "Okay, I'll bake it for you."

He seemed to have acquiesced that in Toffee's heart, Qiao Anhao was taken care of. After a meal of barbecue, Fu Yanmo didn't even eat a few mouthfuls. All the meat he roasted went into the stomachs of Qiao Anhao and Toffee.

Joan was so moved.

He has seen how Fu Yanmo and Toffee get along, but usually when they eat at home, they each have a bowl, and they can pick up what they want without too much trouble.

It wasn't until eating barbecue that Qiao Anhao realized how good Fu Yanmo was.

He would roast the meat, let the two of them eat first, and himself last.

With such a father, Qiao Anhao's worries about toffee disappeared completely.

The same goes for toffee. Seeing all the good things in my bowl, I brought them to Joan to eat.

Qiao Anhao was very moved, although toffee was the smallest, but she felt that in the hearts of these two people, she was the little princess.

The little princess was so touched that she kept saying to the two of them, "It's okay, it's okay, let's eat together, and you both have to eat quickly."

But her words still didn't make Toffee put down her chopsticks.

Just when she was so moved, she suddenly heard the toffee in front of her say, "Auntie, do you know that you look like my mommy?"

Qiao Anhao's body froze, and she saw with her own eyes that Fu Yanmo, who was next to her, stopped holding vegetables in mid-air after hearing this, and also froze.

After Fu Yanmo came back to his senses, he looked back at Toffee: "Toffee, don't talk nonsense."

Toffee stared at Qiao Anhao, but said to Fu Yanmo, "Dad, don't you feel that at all?"

Of course Fu Yanmo thinks so.

From the first time he saw Qiao Anhao, he felt that Qiao Anhao had a familiar feeling, and he also knew that she looked a lot like his deceased wife. However, he always thought it was just his own illusion. Like, I will not feel deja vu on this person.

Therefore, during this period of time, he has been struggling with where Qiao Anhao's familiar feeling came from.

But he has no idea.

Until I heard that Toffee said that Joan was like her mother.

Only then did Fu Yanmo realize that Qiao Anhao's behavior was very similar to that of his deceased wife.

Qiao Anhao subconsciously just wanted to avoid this topic, so she quickly smiled and said to them: "Toffee, I probably look a lot like your mother, if not, grandma wouldn't have adopted me."

"Do not."

Toffee shook his head: "Not only your looks, but also the feeling you give to Toffee, the feeling you give to Toffee is the same as the feeling my mother gave me in memory, that's why I said you are like my mother."

Qiao Anhao's hands under the table trembled uncontrollably.

She changed her identity to avoid Fu Yanmo, and now she doesn't want Fu Yanmo to discover her identity.

"It looks too much like it to give you this illusion."

After Qiao Anhao finished speaking, she turned her head and glanced at Fu Yanmo.

Fu Yanmo narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she wanted to see traces of her past wife on her face.