Yu Qianmiao didn't say anything more, because what Fu Jiuheng said was indeed not wrong, when she took her back to the villa, she was seriously injured, and she was treated by the best doctor, and all the food was the best.

The money Fu Jiuheng spent on her was really unblinking, just like raising a daughter.

Yu Qianmiao ate quietly, Fu Jiuheng looked at her silently, and then spoke lightly.

"What do you like to eat?"

Yu Qianmiao subconsciously looked up at him, her eyes full of doubts. "Uncle Nine, do you have something for me to do?"

"It's fine."

"Uncle Nine, you never cared about what I liked to eat, but you actually started to care about what I like to eat? Say, there's something for me to do. Yu Qianmiao deliberately explained.

Yu Qianmiao has lived in the villa for three years, and Fu Jiuheng, in addition to letting people take care of her life, has invited various teachers to teach her things online, and it can be said that she ignores her and doesn't care about her hobbies at all.

If Yu Qianmiao has something to do, she will look for Lin Bo, or she will call Ren Yi, and she will not find and dare not go to Fu Jiuheng.

Now Fu Jiuheng suddenly cares about what she likes to eat, which is very abnormal.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

I had to make Yu Qianmiao think about it.

"Just answer my question." Fu Jiuheng's patience has lost a lot.

"Do I like what I eat? That's a lot, Uncle Jiu, did you suddenly find out in your conscience, let me go in the villa for three years and ignore me, and now you want to be kind to me. ”

Yu Qianmiao saw that Fu Jiuheng really wanted to care about what she liked to eat, and her suspense suddenly put down.

thought that Fu Jiuheng raised her, but it was only because of his father's entrustment that he didn't want to care about himself at all, so he would lose the villa and ignore it.

Now that she has finally found her conscience, if she wants to be kind to her, Yu Qianmiao will certainly not miss it.

"Uncle Nine, do you want to buy me whatever I want to eat?" Yu Qianmiao looked at Fu Jiuheng very seriously, her eyes were rolling slightly, obviously she was playing with some bad idea.

"Say."

Yu Qianmiao finished her meal quickly, and then handwrote a long list.

From snacks to snacks.

From drinks to fruits.

From Chinese food to Western food, it's really not polite at all.

"Uncle Nine, these are what I like to eat, I haven't memorized them all, if I think about it later, I'll make it up." Yu Qianmiao excitedly gave Fu Jiuheng the list she had written.

"You're welcome." Fu Jiuheng took it and took a look, there are hundreds of things in the novel.

Yu Qianmiao likes to eat a lot of things.

"Uncle Nine, you told me from the beginning, let me not be polite to you, treat you like my own uncle." Yu Qianmiao looked at her obediently.

On the first day of picking up Yu Qianmiao to Qichi, Fu Jiuheng specially told her that she would treat him as her uncle and the villa as her home, so she didn't need to be polite.

It's just that when Yu Qianmiao first arrived, her body was injured and her mood was extremely bad, so she didn't have the slightest intention to treat this place as her home and Fu Jiuheng as her uncle.

"Uncle Nine, why are you suddenly so good to me, let me think about it, is it because of that mysterious Aunt Nine?" Yu Qianmiao looked at Fu Jiuheng with a curious expression.

Yu Qianmiao had long been accustomed to Fu Jiuheng's expressionless appearance, and there must be a reason why she suddenly cared so much about her, except for the mysterious woman who made him remember, Yu Qianmiao couldn't think of a second person.

"After eating, go to bed early, and get up early tomorrow to clean up the garden." After Fu Jiuheng finished explaining, he got up and left the manor.

On the way back, Ren Yi was driving in front, and Fu Jiuheng was sitting in the back and liking Tang Zijin's circle of friends and sending WeChat.

【Did you make dinner?】 】

Tang Zijin on the other end replied to Fu Jiuheng's message in seconds. [Mr. Fu, I didn't cook dinner, I invited the chef of the hotel. 】

Soon, Tang Zijin sent a second message. [Mr. Fu, have you asked her what she likes to eat? 】

Tang Zijin was a smart person, and he quickly guessed the meaning of Fu Jiuheng's question.

[Do you know how to make cola chicken wings?] 】

[Yes, it's the one]