My wife has always been timid

"Why is Grandpa looking at me like that?"

Su Qingcheng quickly recovered her emotions, walked into the study with a teacup in her hand, put the tray on the desk with a smile on her face, picked up the teacup with both hands, and brought it to Mr. Fu.

No matter how angry Mr. Fu is.

She can't be messed up here.

The tea at the right temperature was delivered to the old man. Old man Fu took a deep breath, blowing his beard and staring at the girl in front of him.

This is the first time that Su Qingcheng has been treated like this.

Every time I saw Su Qingcheng in the past, I always had a smile on my face. Obviously, Fu Xiuyuan was so angry this time that he even forgot to pretend this time, and he stared at Su Qingcheng when he came up.

Whoops.

This is called fierce.

Su Qingcheng cleared her throat, and still smiled slightly: "Grandpa, you don't have to be so fierce to me, otherwise, our conversation will not be easy to go on, don't you think?"

Mr. Fu's expression choked.

Soon, his expression softened a little, and he obviously knew that his attitude did not conform to the persona he had defined in front of Su Qingcheng, and his eyes even had a hint of a smile.

Of course, if it wasn't for the angry look before, I really thought he was kind.

"Little girl, do you think I called you here to tell you something?"

Hearing his question, Su Qingcheng smiled calmly: "What else could it be? It's probably because of the daughter of the Xu family. Do you think I've disturbed Fu Xiuyuan's normal work, right?"

She didn't evade this question, but slashed at it with a knife.

This made Mr. Fu very pleased.

"En." At least at the moment, Mr. Fu appreciated it, and pondered: "Girl, since you understand this truth, grandpa will discuss it with you today, okay?"

Is this a question she dares to refuse?
The lines were full of threats, yet he pretended to come over and ask her, did she really become a whore?

I complained so much in my heart.

Su Qingcheng didn't dare to say it in person, but still had a smile on her face: "Say it."

"Well, you are so forthright, and I'll cut to the chase. You are the future Mistress Fu, and the burden on your shoulders is extraordinarily heavy. I hope you don't stop the boss from doing things in the shopping mall, but help him and let him take care of you. Only if Fu’s management can be improved to a higher level, don’t you think so?”

Mr. Fu said.

Su Qingcheng: "..."

Really cut to the chase.

Not at all vague.

"Grandpa wants to tell me to let Xu Ruoya stay by Fu Xiuyuan's side and be his right-hand man?"

"That's what it means."

"To what extent?" Su Qingcheng chuckled lightly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, before waiting for Mr. Fu to answer, he asked directly: "Can you achieve the extent to which the two of you rolled onto the bed?"

Mr. Fu's expression froze.

"Girl, you, you..."

He didn't seem to have expected that Su Qingcheng, who was always in front of him, could say such unprecedented words, and his old face froze in an instant.

Su Qingcheng still smiled softly.

"Grandpa, it's not that I don't cooperate with you, and it's not that I insist on stopping Fu Xiuyuan. It's just that your conditions are too difficult, and I can't do it!"

How could Mr. Fu figure out her routine, and looked at her motionless.

Su Qingcheng smiled suddenly.

"Well, it's really nothing, that is, I'm always jealous and jealous. After all, I'm a young man with flesh and blood, and I have a different way of dealing with things than a scheming person like you..."