I read the minds of the whole family and I eat the melon, but the cannon fodder wife of the wealthy

Xia Yunwan, who didn't have much confidence at all, guessed something when she saw Qin Ying's expression: "Just tell me what happened."

"Sister-in-law, you'd better not go to the old house."

Qin Ying held Xia Yunwan's hand and looked a little guilty: "I don't know what I said wrong. The old lady threw the teacup before she heard what I said. She got angry when I wanted to continue talking. Upstairs..."

Xia Yunwan's heart gradually sank, but this was what she expected. She didn't feel too disappointed, but she couldn't help but smile bitterly.

For so many years, this stone has been stuck in her heart. Over time, she also blamed herself. Why did she have an quarrel with Fu Yulang in the first place? Who would have thought that it would almost be the last time they met...

"Sister-in-law?" Qin Ying shouted tentatively: "Oh, am I too stupid to handle things?"

Xia Yunwan shook her head: "I don't blame you. She didn't blame you for this, right?"

Qin Ying said: "She went upstairs directly and said she wouldn't let me follow her."

Xia Yunwan said: "As long as I don't implicate you."

"Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? How many years have we known each other? You have protected me since I was a child. The one in our family is not up to par. I know that you and your eldest brother have helped him solve a lot of troubles. Even if I am implicated, I will Willingly."

Xia Yunwan's eyes moved slightly.

Qin Ying defended Xia Yunwan: "What happened was an accident. Everyone knows that only the old lady can't tell the difference. The older she gets, the weirder her temper becomes. It's too much to look at you every time! Sister-in-law, you can just do it in the future Ignore her, so as not to put her hot face on a cold butt!"

Xia Yunwan just let out a long sigh: "Yulang is her daughter, how could I blame her... Oh, forget it, you don't understand this even after I told you."

Qin Ying held Xia Yunwan's hand: "No matter what others think, I will always stand by your side."

Xia Yunwan felt warm in her heart and held her hand.

*

Thursday soon came. Qiao Yuan learned about Song Yizhuan's preferences from Fu Xiyan, and deliberately changed into a smart and simple outfit, just to leave a good impression on Song Yizhuan.

Qiao Yuan hurried downstairs, took a piece of bread and walked to the door.

Xia Yunwan called her: "Yuan'er, you are growing tall. How can you not eat? At least drink some fish soup before going out..."

Qiao Yuan took a bite of the bread and said in a slightly slurred voice: "I don't want to eat, auntie. I got up late and have to go out quickly. You can eat first without waiting for me."

Xia Yunwan looked at the hurriedly leaving figure and couldn't help shaking her head and laughing: "This child... no matter how anxious he is, he can't stop eating." She gave instructions to the people next to her: "I'll make some Yuan'er's favorite food later to warm it up." Let’s wait until she comes back to eat.”

Yang Ma responded.

Bai Zhou stirred the bird's nests in the bowl with a spoon, and asked Fu Xiyan next to him: "Xiao Yan, do you know where Qiao Yuan is going in a hurry?"

Fu Xiyan ate all the bread in his hand in two mouthfuls, then stood up and added two bowls of soup.

He heard Bai Zhou's voice next to him and thought for a moment: "I should go see Brother Yi Chuan."

The spoon in Bai Zhou's hand fell into the bowl, and she asked anxiously: "Why did she see Song Yizhuan? How could they pay attention to her, or..."

She looked at Fu Xiyan with complicated eyes: "Did you help pull the strings? Didn't I say that I wanted Song Yizhuan to be my agent? Fu Xiyan, how could you do this to me!"

Fu Xiyan hurriedly swallowed the bread in his mouth and explained anxiously: "No, I didn't introduce them to each other. Brother Yi Chuan contacted Qiao Yuan himself."

After Fu Xiyan explained, Bai Zhou's expression worsened, and he lost his appetite inexplicably when looking at the sumptuous dishes in front of him.

Fu Xiyan inexplicably thought of Bai Zhou leaving on Lin Meng's motorcycle: "What's wrong? Isn't this bird's nest as delicious as the hamburger?"

Bai Zhou glared at him with a slightly embarrassed look on his face: "What are you talking about..."

Fu Xiyan immediately stopped talking: "I'm sorry..."

Bai Zhou urged him: "Xiao Yan, you must handle the matter I entrust you with. I am attracted to Song Yizhuan's business ability. You must help me introduce him, no matter what method you use."

Fu Xiyan only found out last night that Qiao Yuan was also fighting for this opportunity. Thinking of Qiao Yuan's enthusiastic way of going to the interview, he felt a little hesitant for no reason.

"Why don't you answer me? Do you mean that the relationship we have grown up with over the years is nothing in your heart? Do you still regard me as your sister? Just talk to me. If I can't handle this matter, I will never care about it again. is you!"

"……it is good."

Bai Zhou felt relieved.

*

Qiao Yuan contacted the driver Uncle Liu in advance and asked him to take her to the cafe, but somehow he didn't.

Qiao Yuan lowered her head and looked at the watch on her wrist, a little anxious: "Why doesn't Uncle Liu come over..."

Suddenly a car passed by in front of him, and the window slowly rolled down, revealing Fu Beixiao's deep and handsome face. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and a warm smile diluted the coldness of his face: "Get in the car."

Qiao Yuan was stunned for a moment: "Brother Beixiao? No need, I have already contacted Uncle Liu."

"Uncle Liu has something to do at home. Come up here and I'll see you off."

Qiao Yuan checked the time again, opened the car door and got in: "Thank you, Brother Beixiao."

"where are you going?"

"I've never been to the Blue Print Cafe. Brother Beixiao, please give me some directions."

Fu Beixiao's driving skills were steady and fast, and he quickly reached his destination, Blue Print Cafe.

"Thank you, Brother Beixiao." Qiao Yuan was stopped just as she was about to open the car door.

Fu Beixiao chuckled softly. It was probably because he was used to Qiao Yuan's previous outfits. At first glance, he was a little uncomfortable wearing such formal and professional clothes.

Qiao Yuan, who has a slightly babyish face, wears this mature dress, which somehow makes her look like a child wearing adult clothes, but it is undeniable that the upper body effect is very beautiful.

"What's wrong, Brother Beixiao, is there something wrong with my clothes?" Qiao Yuan felt a little nervous for no reason.

"Hmm...it seems like the button is wrong."

Fu Beixiao stretched out his hand, and his white and smooth fingers helped Qiao Yuan rearrange the buttons on his collar. His movements were meticulous and careful, and he only accidentally rubbed the skin of Qiao Yuan's collarbone at the end.

The pads of his fingers were slightly cold, and Qiao Yuan shivered unconsciously. Neither of them paid attention to the incident. She held the bag next to her and waved with a bright smile: "Brother Beixiao, I'm leaving first!"

Fu Beixiao nodded: "Pay attention to safety."

Qiao Yuan's petite shadow quickly disappeared from sight, she pushed open the glass door of the cafe and walked in.

Fu Beixiao glanced at his thumb slowly, vaguely still remembering the warm and smooth skin touch.