You and I share a common language

Wen Qiao's mind was also filled with question marks. This miss Qiu's familiar tone made it seem as if she was the outsider, making her seem redundant.

it's my family's matters, " Fu Nanli said indifferently. there's no need for miss Qiu to worry.

Qiu ya didn't get angry. She smiled. are you guys here to shop? " It's 10:30 now. Are you eating on the sixth floor later?"

There were a few Michelin restaurants on the sixth floor of the mall.

Fu Nanli: " it's fine. I'll go home and cook for Qiao 'er. Qiao' er isn't used to eating outside food.

The store girls almost went crazy, sending messages in the small group like crazy.

[ young master actually knows how to cook. ]

[ he dotes on his girlfriend so much that he says he wants to cook for his girlfriend. ]

[ Oh my God, she's handsome, rich, and considerate. How could there be such a perfect woman? ]

The smile on Qiu ya's face froze. The girl who was like a troublemaker was standing beside him, and he said he would cook for her.

It was just an ordinary sentence, but it was enough to move many girls.

"Then I won't disturb you guys anymore. You guys take your time, I'll go to the second floor to take a look."

Fu Nanli was expressionless, but Wen Qiao was all smiles as she watched Qiu ya leave.

Other than the staff, there were only the two of them left in the store. Wen Qiao walked to the side of the shelf and randomly picked up a bag. She glanced at the person beside her. did you go home for a blind date that day? " He didn't tell me. "

The shopkeeper was live-streaming in the group: [ young master's girlfriend is like a little fairy. The little fairy is complaining that young master and miss Qiu are having dinner. ]

[ this little girlfriend is quite arrogant. ]

[ it's all because young master spoiled her. ]

Fu Nanli rubbed her head. I really didn't know she was there before I went back."

"I think it counts," Wen Qiao pouted. Then, she looked at the manager of the luxury brand store. sister, do you think it counts? "

The manager almost couldn't breathe. Girl, you really know how to make things difficult for people. Should I say yes or no?

"Emmm, about this, I think Wanwan, that Wanwan ..."

"Don't we need to entertain the other guests?" Fu Nanli glanced at her.

The manager quickly turned around and ran to the door, feeling as if he had just saved his life.

"Come back to the fu family mansion with me for New Year's Eve dinner, okay?"

Wen Qiao looked embarrassed. forget it, I'm not going. Your grandfather doesn't like me. I won't go and make things difficult for him.

"I'll Take You There. I have to make sure he doesn't arrange such blind dates again."

Wen Qiao deliberately smiled at him. I think miss Qiu isn't bad. She's well-mannered and generous. Oh, by the way, what does she do? "

"I think he's a violin player."

Wen Qiao raised her brows. he's the same as your father. That means you two should have a lot in common.  

The man reached out to support himself on the shelf, his broad chest blocking the view behind him. He reached out and pinched her soft face. Wen Qiao, are you serious? "

Wen Qiao put her hands in her pockets, not in a good mood. your grandfather will probably do everything he can to get you two together.

She was really a little unhappy and a little lonely.

It wasn't because he felt inferior, but because of his own body.

It was seven days now. Half a year later, it would be shortened to three days.

A year later, it was shortened to one day.

And after that? Was there any way to shorten the time?

Would he have died immediately?

His grandfather would also know about this, right? Gu Xiao and he xihuai knew that he xihuai was hostile towards them and would tell Grandpa Fu sooner or later. Fu Nanli wouldn't be able to cover up this matter.

By then, Grandpa Fu would probably be even more against them being together.

Fu Nanli caressed her face gently. he's him. I'm me. I've never listened to him.