The parting sister-in-law glanced at Tang Yaoyao, and then replied: "I came back an hour ago, and now I am in the study with my husband."

After Tang Yaoyao heard this, he couldn't help but think of the picture in the study.

However, she had never seen the scene of Xiao Jinhan and her father being together, so she couldn't imagine it.

Qin Song came over at this time and said, "Madam, dinner is ready, let's eat while it is hot."

Tang Yaoyao was stunned for a moment: "Didn't we just come back, why are we so fast?"

"Mr. ordered to prepare in advance."

After Tang Yaoyao heard it, she only felt that her heart was warm.

Such a mother, such a father, gave her nothing bad, it was all healing.

She smiled: "Yeah."

When I arrived at the restaurant, I saw the delicacies on the table. It was not like an ordinary rich family. There were only three people eating, but they had to make a whole table.

A very simple meal, exquisite and warm.

Qin Song again said: "Tonight, Mr. personally cooked."

Qiao Yanzhi's eyes had long been locked on the egg custard, Qin Song didn't say it, he also knew that it was the old Fu who cooked it himself.

Tang Yaoyao first tasted potato shreds. The taste was not particularly delicious, but it made her feel that it was the best potato shreds with green pepper.

This kind of deliciousness comes from a heart.

Su Mei squeezed her chopsticks, and did not dare to move her mouth.

In her life, she had never thought that one day she would have a meal with Qiao Rouge, and she did not expect that she would eat the delicacies made by Fu Dao himself.

Qiao Yanzhi saw her sitting tight and motionless, and asked aloud: "Why don't you move the chopsticks?"

"me……"

I have tried it twice, and there is no further information.

Tang Yaoyao knew that she was nervous, so she served her some food: "Eat, sister."

This sister finally made Su Mei relax a lot.

Met in this life, she knows how to be satisfied.

...

study.

The father and son sat on the sofa.

There are already three or four empty bottles in front of them.

Xiao Jinhan's handsome silhouette was stained with a little wine red, and he unbuttoned the two buttons of the white shirt. Compared with the cold and noble, he was a little more refreshing and reckless than usual.

Fu Jiang leaned back on the sofa lazily, holding a goblet, and looking at him, "Are you still drinking?"

Xiao Jinhan didn't say a word, picked up the wine glass, touched him, raised his head, and drank it all.

The hot wine burned all the way down his throat, and his fighting spirit became stronger.

The father said, as long as he wins, he abducts Sixteen, he will not pursue it.

If you can't drink him, Sixteen is not allowed to give it to him.

He doesn't drink much on weekdays, except for sleepless nights, he gets a drink or two.

I don't think the wine is very good, but tonight's wine is particularly mellow and sweet.

After drinking for an hour, there was nothing drunk.

He gave Fu Jiang full again and looked up at him: "Dad, how did you chase your mother back then?"

Fu Jiang clinked glasses with him again: "Naturally, drinking captured her heart."

Xiao Jinhan believed this.

I still remember that when I was young, I heard my mother say that when my father was drinking, he was very handsome.

He picked up the glass again and drank it in one gulp.

When Fu Jiang saw him squinting, his eyes seemed to be inextricably linked. If it weren't for the blood transfusion he owed to Yaoer, it would be more than just drinking.

I lit a cigarette and took a short break.

Turning his head and looking at him, he still seems to be unwilling to believe that he is Yaoer's lover.

Or maybe even the daughter came back, as if she was dreaming.

Slightly frowned and asked: "You guys, where are you?"

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