Fu Nanli clasped her hand, picked up the clothes on the side, and said in a low voice: "Does this mean that I need to work harder?" ”

Wen Qiao's head buzzed.

"Don't read my words blindly."

Fu Nanli helped her put on a blouse, with a round neck, which couldn't block the marks on her neck, and he didn't have a silk scarf or anything here, not to mention that Wen Qiao had never used such a ladylike item when he was so big.

After breakfast, getting in the car, and about to arrive at the Yuannan Mansion, the car stopped at the door of a silk boutique, and Fu Nanli got out of the car and bought a silk scarf and tied it around Wen Qiao's neck.

Wen Qiao: "Why do you want to wear this?" ”

Fu Nanli: "It's okay if you don't want to wear it, so that the people in Yuannan Mansion will know what we did last night from top to bottom?" ”

He said that he was going to help her untie the silk scarf.

Wen Qiao pressed his hand: "Let's wear it." ”

When he arrived at the Yuannan Mansion, Wen Qiao got out of the car and saw several luxury cars parked in the yard, "Is there anyone else coming?" ”

"There must have been a lot of people here."

Wen Qiao covered the scarf around his neck, feeling that he shouldn't have followed.

As soon as I entered the mansion, I saw Fu Nanli's cousin, cousin, cousin, mother, aunt, and Shen Tian.

It's really a whole family here.

After all, the old lady was not feeling well, and they didn't dare to slack off.

Ye Minqiu brought a glass of warm boiled water: "Mom, you drink a little." ”

The old lady sat on the bed and took a sip of water, but her face was not very happy.

The doctor from the Fu family's private hospital checked the old lady: "It's still an old problem, the medicine is taken as usual, Haicheng is damp, don't stop the medicine recently." ”

Ye Minchun pressed the old lady's temple: "Otherwise, you will go to the north to live for a while?" It's not wet. ”

The old lady glanced at her: "I don't know anyone there, what is the old woman doing living alone in a place where she is not familiar with life?" ”

Ye Minchun knew that when the old lady was uncomfortable, her mouth would not be merciful, so she could only admit it: "I just suggested, if you don't want to go, we won't force you to go." ”

"You're just a brainless suggestion." The old lady's tone was lazy, and she slowly counted her little girl.

"Yes, yes, I don't have a brain."

The old lady raised her eyes and saw Fu Nanli and beckoned: "Nanli come here." ”

Only then did everyone see the two people standing at the door of the room, Fu Nanli pulled the person to the side of the bed, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?" ”

"It's old, it's nothing."

Wen Qiao saw that the old lady's face was a little pale, and the whole person was very haggard, rheumatism was really a haunting problem.

"Little Joe is here too."

Wen Qiao obediently called out to grandma, the old lady's face suddenly looked much better, and pointed at Ji Xianzheng and Chu Qingyou: "If you can bring someone to see me, I will be in a good mood, and my body will be better." ”

Ji Xianzheng: "Didn't I bring Shen Tian with me?" ”

Chu Qingyou: "I brought my mother here." ”

Old lady: "You two go out!" ”

The two of them didn't move, they stood there, and they didn't pay compensation to the old lady.

Ye Minqiu gently beat the old lady's legs: "I'll talk about them later." ”

"It's better if you can let them bring me my granddaughter-in-law."

Ji Xianzheng and Chu Qingyou looked at each other, no matter how they came back, they had to mention this matter, the old lady was really endless.

Ye Minqiu thought, can you spare me, your own son can't control it, how can you control someone else's son?

The old lady beckoned to Wen Qiao: "Xiao Qiao, come and sit." ”

Wincho was about to pass.

The silk scarf around her neck was tied by Fu Nanli for her, and the knot was tied at the back, of course, because Fu Nanli had never helped anyone tie a silk scarf, and Wen Qiao didn't think it looked bad to tie it like this.

Ye Minqiu pulled it in disgust: "Why is this silk scarf tied like this?" ”

It was a live button, and the silk scarf was slippery, and when he pulled it like this, the button was loosened, Wen Qiao didn't have time to react, he sat on the edge of the old lady's bed, his neck was empty, and the whole silk scarf fell into Ye Minqiu's hand.

Everyone's eyes fell on Wen Qiao's neck.

Fu Nanli originally wanted to block it, but found that it was to no avail, there was a sense of powerlessness in three hundred and sixty degrees, and every degree had a sense of powerlessness that could not be blocked at all.

Wen Qiao's neck was cold, and his heart suddenly sighed, this ......