Suddenly—

A big hand tightly stopped her thin waist, the soft eyelashes trembled slightly, and the hand was a little harder, and the soft whole was close to his arms.

The scorching familiar breath lingered in the soft ears, the faint mint aroma on the body hit, the soft heart was like a drum, after standing firmly, the lips were closed, and the soft words said: "Thank you." ”

Fu Tingxiao's gaze sank on Wen Rou's face, a dark color flashed under his eyes, and before he could speak, Zhou Anqian came.

"Miss Wen is fine, she was really anxious about us just now. The slender high heels dotted on the old floor, making a sound, she pulled Wen Rou out of Fu Tingxiao's arms, and her voice was a little anxious: "The old lady is already waiting downstairs, let's go down early." ”

Saying that, Zhou Anqian looked behind him: "What are you still doing in a daze, help Miss Wen go downstairs." "

The servant hurriedly stepped forward, pulling Wen Soft's wrist with his hand, and Wen Rou subconsciously turned to Fu Tingxiao, and before he could say anything, the whole person was pulled out of the attic by the servant, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Seeing the soft back disappearing, the corners of Zhou An's shallow lips hooked a faint arc, her delicate arm was replaced with Fu Tingxiao's arm, and she said angrily: "Tingxiao, your legs are okay, right? Why don't you wait?"

Her eyes were full of tenderness: "There is so much dust here, let's go down earlier." The baby is still downstairs waiting for us to come down. ”

Fu Tingxiao's eyes fell on Zhou Anqian, and the emotions in his eyes were tumbling, but in the end, he was expressionless and walked straight over.

In the Fu family's restaurant, Wen Soft and carefully sat in the corner of the table, carefully cutting the medium-rare Australian steak, trying not to make any sound.

At the Fu family's family banquet, she never interjected, and there was one more Zhou Anqian on the table today.

Fu Mu's gentle voice came: "Thunderbolt, how are things going on in the company recently? I remember the last time you came home and said that you were going to open up the European market." ”

Fu Tingxiao's voice was faint, and a "hmm" was a response.

Fu's mother didn't care at all, and her smile deepened: "It's not easy to open up the European market, and it takes a lot of thought just to translate." ”

Speaking, Fu Mu's eyes fell on Zhou Anqian, and smiled at Fu Tingxi: "It's better to let An Qian help you, she and you are college classmates, and they are proficient in eight Chinese, and you can probably save a lot of trouble when you cooperate." ”

Zhou Anqian sat on the side, pinned his hanging hair behind his ears, smiled gently on his face, and looked at Fu Tingxiao who was sitting opposite with affection.

Fu Tingxiao didn't say a word, and his unfathomable gaze fell on Wen Ruan.

This scene was seen by Fu's mother, and her eyes full of fine lines were slightly narrowed, could this blind man still dare to have an opinion?

But when did Thunderbolt still care about her opinion?

She raised her eyebrows lightly, and it was rare for her to be gentle and pleasant: "Gentle, what do you think?"

"Piercing ---!" gentle hand moved, and the knife that cut the beef made an unpleasant sound on the tableware.

It was a lot quieter, as if they were all waiting for her response.

A thin layer of sweat oozed from the soft palms, the thin lips trembled slightly, and a smile was barely hooked: "Miss Zhou helps...... Nature is good. ”

As soon as these words came out, Fu's mother showed a satisfied smile on her face, and then turned her gaze back to Fu Tingxiao: "Tingxiao, what do you mean?"

What does he mean......

"Hmm. Fu Tingxiao's brows frowned lightly, and his voice was low, although he only responded, it was enough to make Fu Mu and Zhou An smile.

Zhou Anqian tried hard to suppress the joy that was about to emerge, and she looked calm: "Thunderbolt, I will do my best to help you." ”

In an instant, a bitterness spread in the soft heart, and she carefully picked up a small piece of beef and put it in her mouth, but she couldn't eat a taste.

Can't the huge Fu Shi invite a translator?

But it's okay, if Zhou Anqian goes to the company, he will have more time with the baby in the future.

Although I think so, I can't suppress the astringency in my heart.

"Wow...... Wow......"

Suddenly, the baby's cry came from inside the stroller, and the original peaceful atmosphere in the restaurant was instantly disrupted.

Wen Rou hurriedly put down the tableware in his hand, groped in the stroller, took the baby's petite body into his arms, and gently patted the child's back.

"The baby is good, don't cry, don't cry, mom is here. The baby's heart-rending cry made Wen Soft's heart tremble, and his mouth was comforting and moaning.

But the crying sound has not decreased at all, hitting the soft heart at once, she is anxious and distressed, but she can't comfort the baby.

The baby's hand moved restlessly, and the tender little hand was raised, and the plate fell to the ground with the soft steak that had not yet been eaten.

"Smack!"

The high-end Western cutlery split into pieces the moment it fell to the ground, and the steak with sauce darkened the carpet.

Fu's mother frowned, and her face instantly turned cold: "Isn't it good to coax your own children?"

Soft and stunned for a second, gently biting the lower lip, the baby will say that the baby is her child when crying, but the heart is more anxious, the baby is so well-behaved on weekdays, why is the baby coaxing it today?

The sound of high-heeled shoes gradually approached, and Zhou Anqian's voice was gentle: "Miss Wen, let's do it with me." ”

The soft hand subconsciously tightened, but the baby in his arms was still struggling, Zhou Anqian pulled it lightly, and threw himself into Zhou Anqian's arms.

"Well, the baby won't cry, can I give you something to eat?" Zhou Anqian's voice was gentle, caressing the baby in his arms, and the baby's whimper gradually became smaller.

Wen Rou subconsciously stood up, but the outstretched hand did not have the courage to hold the child back.

Obviously, this is her child, why is he not so close to herself?

In his ears, Fu's mother's voice was a little disgusted, and she was still chattering: "This carpet has made you dirty, and you don't know how to clean it up?"

Wen Softly lowered his head, pursed his thin lips, and unconsciously pulled the corners of his clothes with his hand: "I'm sorry, I'll clean up ......"

Her dull eyes were stained with a mist, and she leaned down and fumbled with her hands, until she finally found some fragments.

The fragments were still a little warm, as if there was a layer of oil stains, Wen Soft ignored it, carefully picked it up, she gritted her teeth, endured the grievances in her heart, and held back the tears in her eyes.

One piece, two pieces......

Suddenly, a large rough hand pulled her up, and the shards scattered on the floor with a screeching sound.

Fu Tingxiao stared at the servants around him, his eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan character, and his voice was cold and piercing: "What are you still stunned about?"