Fu Jingchao stared at Fu Chengrui for a moment, sweeping a whole bowl of rice and several dishes into his small stomach, and his brows furrowed almost inaudibly.

Since there was Qiao Du on the dining table, Fu Chengrui was obviously very excited, and after eating, he wanted to pull her and seemed to take her to visit his home, and a man's mellow and unquestionable voice came from the other end of the table: "Rui'er, Miss Qiao will live at home in the future, you will have the opportunity to play with her in the future, let Miss Qiao rest today, she should be tired." ”

Fu Chengrui was a little reluctant, but when he thought that Qiao Duan would live here in the future, his eyes shone like stars.

……

The housekeeper led Qiao Du to the basement, "Miss Qiao, this is it." ”

Qiao Du put down the suitcase in his hand and took a look, this is a 100-square-meter wine kiln, which is densely packed and neatly arranged, storing a lot of famous wines, and there is a vague aroma of wine in the air.

There is a huge wine cabinet in the corner of the wine kiln, and there is a soft collapse in the back, which is not very big, and she is on the thin side, so it should not be a problem to lie down and sleep according to the eye.

What's more, after all these years, she has long stopped choosing where to live, as long as she has a place to sleep.

……

This night, Qiao Twilight shrank on the soft collapse, woke up, woke up and fell asleep, the basement was dark, she didn't find a place to charge her mobile phone for a while, it was too late, and she couldn't find anyone when she went out to ask someone.

It wasn't until she woke up again that there was a light in the crack of the basement door, it should be dawn, and she hurriedly got up.

There is no bathroom in the basement, so naturally she didn't take a shower last night, so even if she wants to brush her teeth and wash her face, she simply dresses and goes out.

The entrance to the basement was in the west corner of the villa, and when Qiao Duan went out, he happened to meet a few nannies who were cleaning the courtyard early in the morning, so he stopped them and asked the time.

"Miss Qiao, the young master said to let you get up in the morning and go to ......" The nanny came back to her senses and wanted to speak, Qiao Du was already gone.

The first thing Fu Chengrui did when he got up in the morning was to look for Qiao Dui, room by room, he looked at all the guest rooms, but he never found Qiao Dui.

He suddenly understood, he, been, deceived, deceived!

At the breakfast table, Fu Jingchao read the morning newspaper as usual, the sun shone through most of the restaurant, and the time was quiet and comfortable.

Suddenly, there was a very loud sound of pulling a chair, and then a small figure sat down at the table angrily, conveying how angry the little master was.

Fu Jingchao frowned, put down the newspaper in his hand, glanced at his son who lost his temper early in the morning, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?" ”

Fu Chengrui ignored him at all, with a small face, and he looked very angry.

Fu Jingchao narrowed his eyes, turned his gaze to the vacant seat beside Fu Chengrui, turned his head and asked the housekeeper, "Uncle Jiang, where is Miss Qiao?" ”

The housekeeper was silent for a moment, bent down and replied respectfully, "Young Master, Miss Qiao left early in the morning." ”

"Gone?" Fu Jingchao stared at his son's little face with dark eyes, and pursed his thin lips slightly: "You didn't let her tell her to come here for breakfast after getting up?" ”

The housekeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I explained it in the morning, but Miss Qiao ran away as soon as she got up, and no one had time to tell her." ”

As soon as the words fell, Fu Chengrui suddenly got up, and the little figure ran out of the restaurant quickly, went upstairs and hid in the room to sulk.

Seeing the figure of the little master, the housekeeper was embarrassed.

Fu Jingchao threw the newspaper aside, lowered his head and rubbed his eyebrows, and when he looked up again after a while, his eyes deepened a few layers, and he deliberately confessed before getting up to leave: "Go and tell Rui'er that if he doesn't eat breakfast and lunch today, Miss Qiao won't show up for dinner tonight." ”