Qin Weiqian was as dumb as a chicken!

"How come you are talking about me?"

Xu Yan said: "You haven't tried it, how do you know that Feng Jiu's farewell is so bad?"

Qin Wei was speechless. She really didn't want to discuss this kind of issue with Xu Yan, so she said impatiently: "Okay, I don't want to talk to you anymore. Do you have anything else? If not, I will hang up."

Already."

"Wait a minute, why did you hang up so quickly? I haven't even figured it out yet. Tell me honestly, have you ever tried it?" Xu Yan clung to the question.

Qin Weiqian was also lucky and said patiently: "Are you really just sitting around with nothing to do? If so, please turn on your phone and play a few games by yourself. I'm really sleepy."

"Pretend, just pretend as hard as you can. You clearly don't want to answer. I don't understand you yet, so you must be feeling guilty." Xu Yan had already seen through everything, opened a bottle of milk and complained while drinking: "By the way, there are also

I want to tell you something, Qi Ziheng came to see me today, and it was about you."

"What did he say?" Qin Weiqian was curious.

Xu Yan said: "It's not your birthday next Saturday. I want to ask you to go out for a meal. I don't want to tell you and trick you into going out for a meal. I think this is not very kind. If something happens to you then, what will happen to him?"

Wouldn’t it be a waste to prepare a dinner? I heard that a top Michelin chef was invited to cook it himself, and he spent a lot of money..."

When Qin Weiqian heard this, her beautiful eyes flashed, and her mood was very complicated: "Can you let him be prepared? Just say that I am not free."

"No, you tell him yourself, and I remember that when you were together, he was the one who celebrated your birthday." When Xu Yan said this, her voice suddenly became much softer: "I'm afraid except for me

He is the only person who can remember your birthday."

Qin Weiqian fell silent. Suddenly she didn't know what to say. In short, she felt very complicated.

Xu Yan looked at the time and felt it was getting late, so she said, "Go to bed, I won't disturb you anymore."

"Okay." Qin Wei replied in a low voice and lay motionless on the bed.

To be honest, Feng Jiuci's house is really big and beautiful, and the rooms are very spacious, making it super comfortable to live in.

The bed was very soft, at least the bed Qin Wei Qian slept on couldn't compare with it.

But... thinking that she might be bullied by Feng Jiuci at any time after moving in, Qin Weiqian felt uncomfortable all over. She buried her head in the quilt and slept until dawn.

Lin Cong came to press for the drawings, so Qin Weiqian didn't have time to make breakfast, so she got up early in the morning to draw.

Fortunately, Doudou was a smart child. When he saw Qin Weiqian busy, he made no noise or fuss, so he quietly cooked millet porridge, and after it was cooked, he served Qin Weiqian a portion.

"Thank you Doudou." Qin Weiqian was very happy, hugging the little guy and giving her a kiss.

Doudou said: "Mommy, I cooked this myself, you have to eat it."

"I'll eat it now." Qin Weiqian picked up the spoon and took a big bite, and praised Doudou several times.

The little guy was elated, smiled sweetly, and his giggles were clear and sweet.

When Feng Jiuci got up, he saw mother and son sitting in the living room drinking porridge. Each one was smiling more stupidly than the other. The corners of his eyes were crooked. He was warmed by this very ordinary scene. His chest felt warm. This feeling was very comfortable.

He walked over and asked, "What are you eating and smiling so happily?"

When Doudou saw Feng Jiuci coming, he immediately said: "Uncle Feng, Doudou has cooked millet porridge, do you want to try it?"

"You know how to cook porridge?" Feng Jiuci was surprised.

Doudou nodded: "Of course."

"I can't tell you are so smart." Feng Jiuci couldn't help but praise.

Doudou muttered: "Uncle Feng, do you mean that I usually look stupid?"

"Almost." The man said as he walked into the kitchen: "Let me taste the porridge you made."

"It's definitely more delicious than Uncle Feng's." Doudou was full of confidence.

Feng Jiuci just smiled and looked at the appearance of the porridge. To be honest, it didn't taste good.

Feng Jiuci also filled up half the bowl and took a bite. The porridge... melted in his mouth, and the heat was surprisingly just right!

"How is it? Does it taste good?" Doudou asked innocently with her beautiful big eyes open, looking forward to it.

Feng Jiuci said: "It tastes good, but it's too sweet. Don't add sugar in the future."

"That's okay, it won't taste good at all without sugar." Doudou muttered unhappily.

Feng Jiuci picked up the little guy with one hand and said, "Little guy, you can't eat so much sugar at your age, you will get cavities."

"Nonsense, I've been eating candies, why don't you see cavities in my teeth? Uncle Feng lied to people to get cavities." Doudou was not happy, and his face became grimacing.

Feng Jiuci thought to himself that he didn't like sweets either, and Qin Weiqian's love for sweets was only average. How could she have such a sweet tooth?

Probably because I grew up eating cute food.

The man's arms around the little guy tightened, he walked to Qin Weiqian, put the little guy in Qin Weiqian's arms very gently, and said, "I'll take you two to the hospital in a while. After the examination, come back to the company with me."

"No, Doudou doesn't need to go to the hospital for a check-up today. I can just stay at home with him." Qin Weiqian declined politely and asked Feng Jiuci to go to the company by herself.

But Feng Jiuci was worried about Qin Weiqian. He even felt that once he was no longer in the house, Qin Weiqian would probably pack up and leave, hiding somewhere he couldn't find.

Feng Jiuci will never let Qin Weiqian have such an opportunity!

"I'll give you ten minutes to clean up."

The man left a word in a domineering and ruthless manner, and then went to drink porridge.

After eating and drinking enough, there was still a bowl of porridge left, so Feng Jiuci had to pack it up and go to the company, which made everyone in the company very strange.

When did their president pack food?

Everyone thought it was very fantasy, so they watched Feng Jiuci carrying the bag with the packing box into the office, wondering what kind of delicacy it was. However, one time, a secretary who was delivering documents accidentally saw that it was actually millet.

Porridge, was stunned.

"This millet porridge must be very expensive."

"It's probably cooked by a top chef, it's very delicious."

"Maybe the millet used is different from what we usually eat, otherwise the president wouldn't be able to bring it to work."

"Look, that Qin Weiqian has been staring at the president's millet porridge."

"This woman is so shameless. She went out to find something to eat when she was hungry. Those things belong to the president, and are his treasures. Although she is now powerful and climbed into the president's bed, she is too unruly."

"After all, people who have never seen the world can't take their eyes away when they encounter something to eat."

Everyone in the secretariat was talking about it, but no one knew that it was actually Doudou's work. If they knew that Doudou cooked the porridge and Qin Weiqian left the leftovers in the pot, even if it was like this
Chapter completed!