She couldn't tell what such emotions were, the only thing she knew was that it was definitely not a father-son relationship that loved each other.

Tang Qingcheng saw Fu Simo go upstairs, and said to Fu Zhenxiong: "Dad, then I'll go up first." ”

Fu Zhenxiong smiled faintly and nodded.

She took Tang Yi's hand and went upstairs.

Bringing Tang Yi back to the room, after she said a few words, she was about to leave, Tang Yi grabbed her hand and looked at her.

"What's wrong?" she asked, looking at Tang Yi.

Tang Yi looked at her with a wink and said, "Orange Orange, I want to drink milk." ”

When Tang Qingcheng heard this, he smiled and touched his head, "Okay, then I'll make Xiaoyi a glass of milk, so that you can easily fall asleep." ”

Tang Yi smiled and nodded. Tang Qingcheng got up, left the room, walked downstairs, and when he walked to the restaurant, he saw Fu Zhenxiong.

"Dad. ”

Fu Zhenxiong saw her and smiled gently, "Pour water?"

Tang Qingcheng shook his head, "Xiao Yi wants to drink milk." She went straight to the sideboard and took the milk carton out.

Fu Zhenxiong looked at her for a long time before he opened his mouth again, "Qingcheng, your parents were adoptive parents before, what about your biological parents?"

She said while rushing to the milk powder: "I don't know, I heard my dad say that he passed away, and I don't know what happened." ”

Fu Zhenxiong listened, there was a trace of doubt, when she first came, they had a chat, he knew that Tang Qingcheng entered the orphanage when he was four years old, and was adopted by his current adoptive parents when he was six years old, and the four or five-year-old child is already a memory, there is no reason not to know anything.

"Qingcheng, how did you get into the orphanage, you don't remember?" he asked.

Speaking of this, Tang Qingcheng was a little helpless, she pursed her lips, and said: "When I was seven years old, I had an accident and had a serious illness, and my previous memories were also lost because of that serious illness. ”

When Fu Zhenxiong heard this, he was stunned and looked at her with some surprise, obviously not expecting her to have such a thing.

Seeing him like this, Tang Qingcheng said with a smile: "But I heard my adoptive father say that Xiaoyi and I were in a small village at the time, and our dean happened to go to the village to do errands. ”

Fu Zhenxiong's eyes flickered slightly when he heard this, and then he showed a relieved smile, "It's not easy for you and Xiaoyi." ”

Tang Qingcheng replied with a polite smile, "I'm nothing, it's just Xiaoyi......"

At the mention of Xiao Yi, her eyes dimmed.

The situation between her and Xiaoyi seems to be that she is working harder and taking care of Xiaoyi, but she knows that Xiaoyi is working harder.

When the milk was ready, she said, "Dad, then I'll go upstairs first." ”

Fu Zhenxiong nodded and watched her go upstairs.

Not long after Tang Qingcheng went upstairs, Xue Mingli walked over.

She looked at Fu Zhenxiong with mockery in her eyes, "It seems that you really like the daughter-in-law here." ”

Xue Mingli's words sounded mocking, and he frowned uncomfortably, "Qingcheng is Mo'er's wife, I am Mo'er's father, is it possible that I still hate this daughter-in-law, don't be yin and yang when you speak." ”

Xue Mingli laughed out loud, "Yin and Yang are weird, I, Fu Zhenxiong, is it my Yin and Yang weirdness, or are you a thief?"

Fu Zhenxiong's brows furrowed even deeper because of Xue Mingli's words.

Seeing this, Xue Mingli was even more determined in her thoughts, and she sneered and said, "Fu Zhenxiong, let me tell you, some things have already passed, so don't think about those messes." ”

Fu Zhenxiong didn't want to say more, waved his hand a little irritably, turned around and left the restaurant.