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After driving for a while, Xu Qing realized that this was not the direction of Fu's house.

"Aren't you going back to your house?"

She looked at Fu Yuzhi in the driver's seat suspiciously.

Unlike others, Fu Yuzhi is not used to using a driver, and he drives himself wherever he goes.

It made them drive home like any other ordinary couple on the street, very sweet.

"The imperial capital is crowded, and grandma prefers to live in a place closer to nature, and we have to drive outside the city."

While talking, Fu Yuzhi helped her adjust the seat.

Next to his hand was the master control in the car, after pressing it, Xu Qing's seat slowly lowered from [-] degrees to the level where he could lean on comfortably.

"If you're bored, you can watch the video."

Between the two of them, there is an LCD screen the size of a tablet computer, and several video-watching applications are installed in the system.

"What video to watch, I'm not a child."

Xu Qing sat up straighter, used a pillow to cushion her lower back, and leaned back again.

It was close to noon, and there were more cars outside than she had imagined.

Some, like them, want to rush to their elders' homes to celebrate the New Year.Some have just finished work and are rushing home.

No matter how tight the time is, during the special time of Chinese New Year, home has a special attraction for every wanderer who leaves home.

"At this time last year, we were still in the Xu family."

Xu Qing's voice broke the silence in the car, and brought Fu Yuzhi's thoughts back to last year's Chinese New Year.

Fu Yuzhi looked at the traffic ahead, and stretched out a hand to hold Xu Qing's hand on his knee.

"Do you have any orders...Missy?"

His voice was deliberately lowered, as if grit had gritted through Xu Qing's ears, and her sensitive nerves brought up a burst of electricity, which made her ears turn red.

"Don't call me that."

His address brought her back to the beginning.

When Fu Yuzhi first became her bodyguard.

At that time, he was like a silent shadow.Xu Qing usually doesn't notice him, but when she needs to, she can see him as soon as she turns around.

Xu Qing always thought that he would always be so taciturn and so pure-hearted.

who knows......

"Miss, did you sleep well last night?"

Fu Yuzhi pursed his thin lips into a smile, and squeezed her tighter with his palms.

"Fu Yuzhi!"

Speaking of last night, Xu Qing suddenly remembered something, and her body was hot.

She tugged lightly on her hand, but couldn't break free from his shackles.

He was driving, Xu Qing didn't dare to use too much force, so he could only warn him with his voice.

Fu Yuzhi chuckled, pretending to be distressed.

"I don't call you Miss, what are you calling you?"

After he finished speaking, he squeezed Xu Qing's hand again before letting go.

Xu Qing seemed to be afraid that he would steal her hand, folded her arms in front of her chest, and hid her hands inside her arms.

She didn't want to pay attention to Fu Yuzhi, and turned to look at the traffic outside.

Not long after, Xu Qing said without replying, "Thank you."

"Ok?"

Fu Yuzhi drove the car without looking at her.

I could only hear Xu Qing's muffled voice, "I was a little nervous before you said this, but I'm not so nervous now."

Xu Qing's illness is not over yet, even if there is a feeling of tension, it is only a little bit faint.

After making trouble and laughing, she quickly relaxed.

Fu Yuzhi didn't expect that she would notice.

He hooked his lower lip lightly, and stretched out his hand to the side.He didn't look, but his fingertips touched her soft cheek.

Fu Yuzhi squeezed it with his hands, "This is what my husband should do. Thank you for what?"

Xu Qing looked at the street decorations outside the car window.

Pieces of red decorate the gray-toned streets brightly and festively.

Maybe it's because of the street view in the distance, maybe it's because of the heating in the car, maybe it's because of the man beside him.

Her heart suddenly settled down...

After driving for two hours, the car drove into an inconspicuous alley.

After turning left and right, the magnificent and magnificent villa area slowly unfolded before her eyes.

Xu Qing is not exaggerating, this is the only word that can describe the villa in her eyes after searching in her mind for a long time.

Even...she wasn't sure if the big house in front of her could be called a villa.

After driving in, it took more than ten minutes to see the house.It can be seen that the owner here loves plants very much.

Along the way, it was like visiting a botanical garden in the car.

Parked the car at the door, Fu Yuzhi led Xu Qing into the living room.

The decoration here is antique, and Xu Qing saw that the coffee table and the root carvings next to it looked old.

Xu Qing quickly looked away, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Why are young people now able to accept the new Chinese-style decoration style, but they have not been slow to accept the pure Chinese-style decoration style.

It's not because Chinese decoration is the most expensive, and the furniture alone costs countless.

After waiting for a while, just as the tea was served, a middle-aged woman with a wooden face came down the stairs.

"Third Young Master, the old lady told you to go up alone."

Fu Yuzhi put down the teacup, his expression was slightly gloomy.

His thin lips parted slightly, before he could say anything, he heard the woman say.

"Please don't worry, the old lady has specifically asked me to take good care of this little guest you brought, and I am going to take her to visit Baifang Garden."

Unlike Ruan Qiying's defensiveness when facing him, Fu Yuzhi trusted what the other party said.

He looked at Xu Qing, "Aunt Qin is the daughter of grandma's best friend, and the closest person to grandma."

Xu Qing stood up, "Hello, Aunt Qin."

Aunt Qin's expression didn't change, she nodded to Xu Qing as a greeting.

Fu Yuzhi was still a little worried, he pulled Xu Qing to his side, and whispered to her.

"Call me if you need anything."

Xu Qing nodded, "I'm not a porcelain doll, it's fine."

She was nervous when she came here, but Xu Qing is not afraid anymore.

What are you afraid of?

The worst possibility is that Fu Yuzhi's grandma doesn't like her either.

Anyway, Fu Yuzhi's mother doesn't like her anymore, is she still missing a grandma?

According to the current statement, Xu Qing is called bad.

When Fu Yuzhi went upstairs, Aunt Qin walked up to Xu Qing.

"Let's go."

She still has no expression.

Xu Qing vaguely sensed that this might be her personality.

When she faced Fu Yuzhi just now, she also looked like this.

She didn't take it seriously, and followed Aunt Qin to the back.

Baifangyuan is behind the house, and it takes more than ten minutes to walk.

Even though it is still winter outside, the corridor leading to Baifang Garden is as warm as spring.

When they arrived at the place, Aunt Qin stopped at the door.

"Go in, if you have any questions, there is a gardener inside."

After saying this, she turned and left.

Xu Qing: "..."

She looked at the long corridor she was coming from, and then at the half-open door behind her.

They’re all here anyway, so it’s not worth visiting.

Out of caution, she sent Fu Yuzhi her location.

When sending it, Xu Qing couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

This place is really too big, the front and the back are not in the same position.

After entering the greenhouse, Xu Qing realized why it was called Baifang Garden.

The glass greenhouse has three floors, and the spiral staircase winds up, and the glass steps shine transparently in the sun.

Xu Qing wandered around on the first floor, but she didn't go up, she waited for news from Fu Yuzhi.

After about 5 minutes, there was a sudden bang on the second floor.

"Ouch!"

Xu Qing was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice on the second floor, then took a few steps back and looked towards the second floor.

I can vaguely see a figure, who seems to be sitting on the ground, "What's wrong?"

she asked aloud.

The man said nothing.

Xu Qing frowned, even though she knew in her heart that she was new here, it was best not to meddle in things.

But Xu Qing still went up to the second floor along the stairs.

After walking a few steps, she saw the old lady who had fallen to the ground.

The old lady was wearing a dusty apron, and she still had the flower scissors and shovel commonly used by gardeners.

She fell into the broken pot, dusting her body.

Xu Qing was wearing new clothes, and she didn't dislike the old lady's dirty apron at all.

He stepped forward and helped her up.

As soon as she turned around, she realized that the flowers planted in the flowerpot had been crushed.

"Thank you, little girl."

The old lady also saw the overturned flowers and sighed worriedly.

"This is the old lady's favorite flower, I will definitely be punished, what should I do!"

She suddenly thought of something, reached out and grabbed Xu Qing's sleeve, and left a dirty handprint on it.

"Someone will come later, can you say that you broke the flower pot? You are a guest, and no one will blame you!"