Chapter Twenty-Six: Old Man Fu

"Grandma, my sister probably used your reputation to go out and deceive people, I saw her in No. 1 Middle School today."

Old Madam Qin sipped tea for a moment, and said slightly angrily:

"Did she really trade my reputation for the resources of No. 1 Middle School?"

Qin Yurou nodded obediently.

She took out her mobile phone, clicked on the photo of Wu Yan hugging Qin Qi, and added:

"Look, this is a picture of my sister in No. 1 Middle School. My sister started seducing boys on her first day of school. If this is known by the Fu family, they will definitely withdraw from the marriage. ”

This group photo was just seen by her in the campus post bar.

Old Madam Qin took the phone, and the moment she saw the photo clearly, her cloudy eyes slowly narrowed, and she said fiercely:

"Sure enough, it's a fox, and I'm going to do something indiscriminate, it seems that we have to hurry."

"Grandma, what are you going to do?" Qin Yurou looked expectant.

She can't clean up Qin Qi, grandma definitely has the ability to make her obedient.

Old Madam Qin squinted, the hand holding the cup secretly forced, and said with pity:

"She doesn't want to get married, so let them cook raw rice and mature rice, and if they don't get married, they will have to get married!"

After the words fell, Old Madam Qin took out her mobile phone and began to contact Old Man Fu.

said that she was contacting Old Man Fu, but in fact she was only qualified to call Uncle Wu, the housekeeper next to Old Man Fu.

Kyoto Fu family.

In the low-key and luxurious mahogany living room, Old Man Fu closed his eyes and recuperated, and the sound of opera sounded slowly.

Uncle Wu looked at the vibrating mobile phone, he frowned, hesitated for a few seconds, and handed it to Old Man Fu:

"Master, do you want to answer the phone of the Qin family in Lincheng?"

Old Man Fu narrowed his eyes.

On that resolute and aged face, there was a shocking sense of oppression:

"Answer."

Uncle Wu nodded and directly pressed the expansion.

On the other side, Old Madam Qin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She greeted her for a while, and finally said her purpose when Old Man Fu frowned impatiently.

"It's my birthday party in a few days, and we hope that Fu Shao can also come to participate, and then we can take this opportunity to get close to my granddaughter."

"If the two are in love, we can also arrange a wedding for the two."

Granddaughter?

Old Man Fu's sharp black eyes narrowed, and he glanced at Uncle Wu, and Uncle Wu instantly understood:

"Which granddaughter are you talking about?"

Old Madam Qin's old face collapsed instantly.

Qin Yurou on the side listened, and her heart was suspended to the extreme.

She didn't want to marry that handicapped.

He doesn't deserve it!

Old Madam Qin knew that if she hid it from them and was discovered, the Qin family would come to an end.

At the moment, I had to bite the bullet and say:

"It was Jiang Yun and Master Fu's engagement at the beginning, and Jiang Yun's daughter Qin Qi came back a few days ago, of course Qin Qi and Fu Shao got married."

Old Man Fu's cloudy and sharp eyes flashed a different color, and the old hand tapped on the wooden chair without saying a word.

Uncle Wu suddenly understood that the master didn't want to hear it anymore.

"I'll talk to the master."

hung up the phone, Uncle Wu came to him:

"Master, do you really want the young master to go?"

The master's usual style of doing things, if he doesn't refuse, he just acquiesces.

Old Man Fu squinted, with a calm and powerful voice, not angry and arrogant:

"If it's really Jiang Yun's daughter, let that stinky boy get in touch with it more. If it's that girl, you don't have to. ”

At the mention of Qin Yurou, Old Man Fu shook his head secretly.

Uncle Wu bowed his head and was silent.

At that time, the master asked Qin Yurou to investigate in private.

That girl looks glamorous on the outside, but she can't actually take the stage.

It's no wonder that the old man can't look at it.

The butler frowned and continued:

"Let the young master go over then, with the young master's temperament, what if he doesn't deal with Miss Seven?"

Old Man Fu's eyes widened, and he knocked the floor hard with his cane.

Bang bang bang.

One by one, the sound is exceptionally loud.

Old Man Fu blew his beard and glared at him:

"That's a stinky boy, no luck!"

Jiang Yun is such a powerful girl, where can the daughter be bad?

"Yes, sir, take a sip of tea."

Uncle Wu bowed his head and handed him the brewed tea.

Old Man Fu took it and took a sip, and then he breathed a little easier:

"You go and contact the stinky boy, now in the eyes of outsiders, I don't have a good relationship with him, and there are some things that I can't come forward with."

"Understood, I'll contact the young master."

Uncle Wu picked up his mobile phone and clicked on Fu Mochen's number.

From an outsider's point of view, after the last incident, the relationship between the master and the young master Mo Chen was not harmonious.

As everyone knows, among so many grandchildren, the most spoiled by the master has always been Young Master Mo Chen.

The child who can make the Fu family in Kyoto more powerful at the age of sixteen and let the Fu family successfully enter the overseas market, how can he not be liked by the master?

Now the old man pretends to dislike the young master, but it is just the young master's plan.

The next day, Lincheng No. 1 Middle School.

As soon as Qin Qi arrived at the class, she glanced at the seat on the right-hand side.

It's still empty.

Fu Siran still didn't come to class.

She threw the black backpack on the table handsomely, put the cushions, and was just about to sit down, when Wen Xiaoxiao came over with a blank eye.

Seeing that she was in a good mood, Wen Xiaoxiao handed her a black thermos cup and said cautiously:

"Seventh sister, I brought you breakfast."

Qin Qi raised his eyebrows and took it lazily:

"Soup in it?"

Wen Xiaoxiao stretched her neck, and her fleshy little face was full of expectation:

"It's corn juice, you taste it."

Qin Qi raised his eyebrows, slowly unscrewed the lid, and a fresh and sweet smell of corn hit.

She took a sip, the sweet taste filling her mouth, and she nodded:

"It tastes good, you made it?"

After receiving her praise, Wen Xiaoxiao's wet eyes instantly lit up:

"I didn't do it, my grandmother did it in the morning. We use our own home-grown corn and add millet, soybeans and rice. ”

"I don't have any other good things at home, so I thought you would bring some of this for you to try."

After a pause, as if she was afraid that Qin Qi would dislike her, she cautiously added:

"The thermos mug is new, don't worry, I haven't used it."

Qin Qi lowered her head, her eyes fell on the thermos cup in her hand, and then looked at herself.

Obviously, this one of her is new.

The one on Wen Xiaoxiao's hand is a little old, and the paint has been used up.

"Thank you." Qin Qishui's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze was warm.

Wen Xiaoxiao scratched her head, and the little face of the meat bun was very embarrassed.

"It's all worthless things, if you don't dislike it, I'll bring it to you in the future."

"Okay."

Qin Qi took a small sip of corn juice, and soon, the thermos cup bottomed out.

Seeing that she finished drinking, Wen Xiaoxiao opened her backpack and pulled it in.

She took out two hot steamed buns and handed them to Qin Qi:

"Seventh sister, eat steamed buns."

Qin Qi raised his eyebrows, took it and took a bite.

Well.

Not bad.

Spray incense.

"Your grandmother is good at craft." Qin Qi squinted his eyes and exclaimed.

Wen Xiaoxiao stared at Qin Qi when she finished her last bite and was about to wipe her hands.

Her dark eyes rolled, and she dug into her bag, and soon pulled out a black box.