Little Fu...you’re calling him that already?
Qin Mu took a sip of the spare rib soup, put his phone away, and smugly raised his eyebrows at Su Wan, as if seeking praise.
Su Wan got the hint, silently picked up her chopsticks and added a piece of sweet and sour spare rib to Qin Mu’s bowl: "You’re too skinny. Eat more."
Su Yue pulled out a chair and sat down, sighed, and said: "Clearly Qin Yan is also handso, tall, and earning quite well now. How co he just can’t bring a girlfriend ho?"
Qin Mu rolled his eyes: "Mom, are you seriously bragging so much?"
Su Yue used her chopsticks to knock off the chicken wing Qin Mu had tried so hard to pick up and sternly said: "Did I say anything wrong? Is your brother not tall, handso, and rich?" Then she looked at Su Wan, who was focused on eating, "Wanwan, tell , isn’t your brother handso?"
Su Wan swallowed her food and answered honestly: "Handso."
Honestly, Qin Yan’s looks were indeed quite good, with clear features and handso facial features, his eyes long and narrow like ink, sharp and clear. Due to years of practicing judo, his physique was solid with a stern righteousness about him. Although not as extrely stunning as Fu Weiheng, he was still easy on the eyes.
Su Yue proudly lifted her chin.
Qin Mu imdiately raised his voice to the maximum: "Handso, handso, handso! Qin Yan is the most handso in the world!"
Mr. Qin couldn’t help but laugh silently.
Just then, the person being praised as the most handso in the world ca back with a bag of juice. He changed his shoes, went straight to the kitchen to put down the drinks, washed his hands, then went to the dining room, picked up the rice Su Wan had just served, took a bite, and then gave Su Wan and Qin Mu each a chicken leg, saying leisurely: "You’re all good at talking, here’s a reward for you."
Qin Mu, Su Wan: "..."
After a mont, Su Yue looked at her son, who had his head down eating in front of her, and said: "Qin Yan, I heard that Teacher Lin’s daughter, your father’s colleague, ca back from studying abroad this year. I saw her photo, she’s a really pretty girl, when will you find ti to et her?"
Su Wan bit her greens, the rumored matchmaking for Qin Yan, here it cos!
"Not eting." Qin Yan rejected flatly.
Su Yue frowned, put down her bowl and chopsticks in displeasure: "You’re already twenty-eight, don’t you plan on getting married?"
Qin Yan remained expressionless: "I’m not in a hurry."
Su Yue got angry: "Hey, are you a block of wood or sothing..."
Seeing the situation, Su Wan quickly raised her head and said: "Auntie, cousin told he’d definitely bring a girlfriend back before the New Year next year."
Qin Mu looked at Qin Yan in shock, "Amazing, my brother."
Qin Yan glanced over coolly, raising an eyebrow, clearly saying: When did I ever tell you that?
Su Wan smiled with her lips pressed: Didn’t you ask to help you block blind dates?
Qin Yan suddenly understood, and then responded: "Yeah, I’ll bring one back before the New Year next year."
Su Yue was half convinced, but since her son said so, she was relieved, at least he doesn’t like n... that’s good.
——
After dinner, Su Wan carried her suitcase back to the room.
She glanced at the branded bag hanging on her suitcase, only to suddenly rember that she forgot to send a WeChat ssage to Fu Weiheng since she got ho.
Not bothering to pack the suitcase, she hurriedly took out her phone from her bag.
Sure enough, the interface showed three unread ssages, all from Fu Weiheng——
Neil: "Are you ho yet?"
Neil: "The other party has canceled the video chat"
Neil: "?"
Looking at the ti, it was from half an hour ago.
She imdiately clicked to start a video call.
The ringtone only sounded for ten seconds before it was answered with a "ding" on the other end.
What appeared in front of her eyes was Fu Weiheng’s handso face up close. He was sitting on a chair in his study, with his phone propped up at the side, the cara changing from a close-up to a dium close-up: "Have you eaten yet?"
He was still wearing the ginger-yellow crew-neck sweater from this morning. At this mont, the cara angle was slightly lower, making his exquisite and sexy collarbone very noticeable to Su Wan. Her ears suddenly heated, and she shifted her gaze to his refined face, softly saying: "I was just eating, so I didn’t see your ssages."
Fu Weiheng smiled: "It’s okay."
Seeing the slightly ssy desk in front of his cara, Su Wan asked: "Are you busy?"
Fu Weiheng straightened the A4 papers on the desk: "Finished."
Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door, followed by Qin Mu barging in.
Instinctively, Su Wan turned the phone screen facedown on the desk, not even having ti to end the communication.
On the other end, Fu Weiheng was slightly surprised at the darkened screen, only hearing a bright voice from Su Wan’s side—
"Sis, what are you doing!"
Su Wan glanced at the phone she had turned face down on the desk, and said without changing her expression: "About to tidy up my suitcase."
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