"You just said that I am Lu Youyou's cousin?"

Wen Qiao nodded: "Well, my mother knows that your car is very expensive. Except for Youyou, I don't know such rich people."

Fu Nanli narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her: "It's quite reasonable."

Wen Qiao was innocent: "At that moment, all I can say is, are you... angry?"

Fu Nanli put his hands on the uneven wall and pressed him against the wall: "What will you do if I say I'm angry?"

Wen Qiao's face was full of seriousness: "Do you think it's okay to donate another Hope Primary School to you?"

There is still room for the money he gave, and Hope Primary School can afford it.

Fu Nanli bowed his head and kissed her lips.

Does he want Hope Primary School?

Does she really not understand, or is she unwilling to be emotionally involved with him?

The two-minute kiss made Wen Qiao feel dizzy, and his mind was in a state of confusion, with the most important question flashing through his mind.

He finally let go of her, and Wen Qiao gasped and asked him: "Why did you show up at my house?"

Fu Nanli's rough thumb gently wiped the corner of her mouth, "I'm here to find you."

Wen Qiao looked up at him: "Don't you know I'm not at home? And why didn't you send me a message in advance when you came to my house? Why didn't you leave when you saw my mother was at home?"

His waist tightened, and Fu Nanli's eyes were a little cold under the moonlight. He didn't feel guilty at all. Instead, he asked with two points: "You don't want your mother to see me so much?"

It seemed that he was holding back a little, Wen Qiao didn't know what he was holding back.

"Because I lied to my mother from the beginning. I didn't want her to think that I was in a relationship behind her back, and I was afraid that she would be worried."

Fu Nanli stared at her intensely, making Wen Qiao feel guilty.

He hugged her into his arms: "Since your mother already knows my existence, you don't have to be secretive in the future, eh?"

Wen Qiao:......

It seems to be correct, but something doesn't feel right.

"There's no need to see me off. It's cold outside. Go back."

Fu Nanli stood in the alley, watching her leave. Wen Qiao turned back in three steps and looked at Fu Nanli standing there.

When she got to the door of the house, she remembered that he seemed to have changed the subject, and did not say why he came to his house, and insisted on entering her house even when her mother was at home.

Don't they agree on not telling her mother about this?

Why is he suddenly unwilling to get along like this?

She didn't ask him to hide. As long as he didn't come to their house, her mother wouldn't know, so he didn't need to hide.

After entering the house, there are still things to explain.

Wen Qiao felt a little tired.

Su Yun said calmly: "You two, go back to your room."

Wen Chi had a look on his face that said, "I want to hear about five more yuan." Su Yun clicked her tongue, and the two brothers rushed into the room.

Wen Chi put his ear against the door and listened.

Wen Mo followed Wen Chi's example and also posted on the door to eavesdrop.

Su Yun's eyes were full of worry: "You... how come you have a chance to come into contact with the young master of the Fu family?"

Wen Qiao told her mother the clumsy story about the "small puddle on the roadside while driving".

Su Yun believed it.

Because Qiao Qiao has a face that "makes this story very convincing", the young master from a wealthy family is sitting in a luxury car and sees the delicate and beautiful little girl on the roadside. He can't take his eyes away. It's ridiculous to think of others. Qiao Qiao For Qiao, it's very reasonable.

"Do you know the Fu family?"

Wen Qiao lowered his eyes: "His family members seem to be... quite easy to get along with."

Su Yun gasped: "Have you met your family yet?"

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