Doctor Fu's trap is too gentle

"No."

No matter how much she begged, Fu Shubai only spat out two words coldly.

Decisive and decisive.

No empathy at all.

She was so bored in her heart that she wished she could give him a good beating.

But she didn't dare.

Can't beat him either.

Meng Qingqing took a deep breath, turned her head away silently, and didn't want to talk to this man any more.

"Qingqing." Fu Shubai's voice became heavier, frowning and said: "You are already a mother, so don't be so naive as a child, I am not Lu Lisheng, nor your grandfather or father, I won't spoil you Yes, it's useless to lose your temper with me!"

"Get lost!" Meng Qingqing's anger, which had been suppressed with great difficulty, aroused him again, and angrily picked up the pillow behind her and threw it at it.

How dare you say that she is as naive as a child?
He is childish!
Fu Shubai gently moved his body away, avoiding the attack of the pillow, he bent down, picked up the pillow on the ground, patted the dust, and put it back on the bed.

Then, he said indifferently, "Since the food you bought doesn't suit your appetite, let's eat the hospital's working meal. This is the last time. If you dare to lose your temper again, you'll just go hungry."

Meng Qingqing shook her head angrily.

Hungry is hungry.

Even if he was killed, he wouldn't eat a bite of his food!
Not long after, he brought over food again, all hot and fresh, with a good mix of meat and vegetables, and a bowl of soup.

This standard configuration is indeed worthy of the hospital's working meal.

He stood by the bed and said in a strong tone, "Eat."

Meng Qingqing secretly glanced twice, covered her life, closed her eyes, "I don't want it."

Even if she starved to death, she would never eat it!

"Then what would Qingqing want to eat?" Fu Shubai was so patient.

Meng Qingqing thought for a while, "I just want to eat wontons."

"Qingqing." Fu Shubai sighed, "You eat first, and I'll buy you wontons tomorrow."

He was so flattering, Meng Qingqing couldn't hold back her anger, "Fu Shubai, what do you want to do?"

It's not that she didn't lose her temper before. He always looked cold and sometimes ignored him.

Not to mention, he would care if she ate or not.

Subconsciously, she was a little defensive.

Could it be that she lost her temper just now, and in a fit of rage, she was going to divorce her?

That won't work!

Meng Qingqing clutched the quilt tightly.

Fu Shubai frowned slightly, "You eat first, I have something to tell you after the meal."

I have something to say...

Do you really want a divorce?

Meng Qingqing's heart suddenly became complicated. It would be a matter of time before their marriage could not last, but if it really came to the point of divorce, she was not willing.

Once divorced, the Fu family's investment will definitely be withdrawn.

By then, wouldn't the Meng family be finished?
She must not divorce, at least not now!

So, tonight's meal, his temper suddenly became so good, is it the last meal for the couple?
Then this meal is even more inedible!

Meng Qingqing covered the quilt tightly on top of her head, and pressed it tightly, "Fu Shubai, I won't eat your food, you take it away quickly!"

"Meng Qingqing!" Fu Shubai was finally irritated, walked over, and threw off her quilt, "Are you still going to finish, how long will this temper be, you are in a hurry, but I am very busy, I don't have time to waste time here with you, hurry up and finish your meal, refresh yourself, and go home tomorrow, your father and your stepmother are waiting for you at home."

what?
dad? !