But such a good girl, if Fu Jinghen couldn’t hold onto her, Nanny Zhang would be absolutely frantic.
She rembered how fond Wen Qiao had been of her little grandson that afternoon, so she started her persuasion from that point, "Young Master, Miss Wen is a good girl. Although she made so silly mistakes before, hasn’t she realized her faults now? Let’s not hang onto the past mistakes. Throwing a bit of a tantrum is fine, but don’t wait until it’s too late to regret it."
What Wen Qiao had said that afternoon about cajoling Fu Jinghen was just an offhand remark, but Nanny Zhang thought it ant Fu Jinghen was throwing a tantrum at Wen Qiao over the incident at the engagent party, so she couldn’t help but offer advice.
Unable to resist starting to eat, Qin Xiang, with his cheeks puffed out, looked up at Fu Jinghen across from him and then at Nanny Zhang, "What tantrum?"
"Miss Wen told that she cooked today especially to cheer you up, Young Master. See, isn’t that a tantrum? Mr. Qin, please help persuade him, Miss Wen truly is a gem of a girl."
Nanny Zhang sighed and then rembered how Wen Qiao had appeared while video chatting with her grandson that afternoon. She switched her angle of persuasion, "This afternoon, when I was video chatting with my little grandson, I saw that Miss Wen really likes children. You two are engaged now, so it’s not too early to think about this matter. After having a child, your relationship will surely grow stronger."
"Pfft."
Qin Xiang, who was choking a bit and was drinking water to suppress it, imdiately spat out his water when he heard this. Fortunately, he rembered to turn his head before doing so; otherwise, he would have sprayed Fu Jinghen, and that would definitely have gotten him thrown out.
He coughed and asked, "Didn’t you just get engaged yesterday? How co you’re already moving at such a lightning pace that you’re considering having kids?"
Fu Jinghen was also a bit bewildered. What nonsense had that girl spouted again to give Nanny Zhang such a misunderstanding?
But catching sight of Qin Xiang’s eyes twinkling with gossip, Fu Jinghen felt that now was not a good ti to talk about this. He changed the subject, "Where is she?"
Qin Xiang rcilessly pointed out, "Brother Han, could your change of subject be any more forced?"
Fu Jinghen glanced at him, said nothing, but Qin Xiang read a "Keep eating or out you go if you don’t shut that mouth of yours" ssage in his silence. He imdiately shut up and dove back into his food.
Seriously, even if Wen Qiao poisoned the food, he would accept it.
Nanny Zhang then rembered what important thing she’d forgotten, her expression becoming sowhat anxious, "After finishing the cooking, Miss Wen received a phone call and rushed out in a hurry. I didn’t even have a chance to ask."
"Mhm, I understand," Fu Jinghen nodded, "You should sit down and have so food too."
Fu Jinghen respected Nanny Zhang, who had watched him grow up, and besides, he and Qin Xiang couldn’t finish all the dishes by themselves.
"No, I’ve eaten already. You go ahead."
Every dish Wen Qiao made, she would offer so to her to taste, and she was already full.
After Nanny Zhang left, Fu Jinghen moved his chopsticks, picking up a piece of chicken that tasted as good as it looked.
He glanced at Qin Xiang, who was thoroughly enjoying himself, and urged, "Hurry up and eat, then scram."
"Why? Can’t I even eat a al in peace?"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than he saw Fu Jinghen stand up from his chair. Instinctively, he dodged backward, "Don’t hit the face!"
"...."
Fu Jinghen picked up his suit jacket from the back of the chair and said as he walked out, "Rember to clean up the dishes after eating."
"Okay," Qin Xiang responded, but it wasn’t until then that he realized sothing, and he called out, "You haven’t even eaten yet, where are you going?"
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