Chapter 80: Chapter 80 I Don’t Eat Sugar Chapter 80: Chapter 80 I Don’t Eat Sugar Let’s further discuss this topic…
In her heart, she thought, big shot, we really don’t need to have a good chat…
Who knew what his idea of chatting was?
Soon, the three of them returned to the hall. When Fu Chengzhou encountered those male models, his aura was consistently chilly and dangerous.
Li Xingwan didn’t say much either. She simply turned on the TV and then stood by, occasionally tending to the various flowers and plants she was growing.
Little did she expect that even this would cause netizens to drool over their screens.
“This vase, this vase…”
The netizens’ eyelids twitched like crazy. “Haven’t I seen it somewhere before?”
“I also thought I was going blind.”
“Isn’t this the one that appeared at the Rome auction? Worth over a hundred million?”
The netizens were dizzy with astonishment. Objects others dreamed of seeing or touching, which were unattainable in a lifetime, were being used by Li Xingwan to hold dirt.
What a sin, this is an absolute sin.
“That white vase, and the blue and green ones, and the ones with paintings on them. Haven’t we seen all these at the auction? And didn’t they all sell for high prices?”
Somebody save them, they were in urgent need of resuscitation, ready for mouth-to-mouth. Must be between the ages of twenty and twenty-eight.
Fu Xiaomo’s calf was bleeding again. Plus, he had been running around earlier. As a result, his calf was getting dirty, including the gauze used to wrap it, which was stained with mud.
To prevent infection, Fu Chengzhou personally knelt down to clean and rebandage the wound.
His expression was extremely serious, just like when he was at work.
Fu Xiaomo originally didn’t want to deal with his father. After all, why hadn’t he come back in three years? When other kids carried their little backpacks to school for the first time, both of their parents accompanied them.
There were recordings and affectionate hugs.
Other than that stretched Rolls Royce, there were countless servants behind him. And… that mom rushing home to play Mahjong!
Well, having a Mahjong-playing mommy was also something!
“Here, take this.” The little guy thought to himself that he didn’t deserve it, but still picked a few candies from the fruit plate beside him and handed them to Fu Chengzhou.
The little guy’s palm was soft and pale.
Fu Chengzhou looked up. “I don’t eat candy.”
He actually said he didn’t eat candy. But he had given it to him and he even dared to reject it. Humph!!!
“You’re not allowed to eat it either.” Fu Chengzhou finished rebandaging the wound, stood up, and casually took the candy from Fu Xiaomo’s hand. “It’s bad for your teeth.”
“Humph! I’m not playing with you anymore!”
As he said that, the little guy “thump thump” ran upstairs. He seemed angry.
Hearing this, Li Xingwan turned her head in confusion.
“What’s wrong with him? Why did he suddenly get angry?”
Fu Xiaomo was always well-behaved at home. He was polite to everyone. But it seemed… he was a bit different with Fu Chengzhou.
Perhaps it was because… their father-son relationship was just beginning, and they needed to adjust?
Just like how she now needed to adjust to her suddenly returned, estranged husband?