Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

The corners of Fu Han's mouth curled up slightly, and he was in a beautiful mood. He picked up the soy milk and said, "Grandpa, Grandpa Mo, I respect you again!"

"Huh!" Grandpa Fu let out a snort from his nasal cavity. After clinking glasses, he looked at his grandson's appearance of not asking for money, and thought to himself that this brat was snarky.

"I'll peel it for you, so you can eat with peace of mind."

After Fu Han drank two sips of soy milk, he felt sweet in his heart. Seeing that Wen Qingyue was about to wear gloves to peel the shrimp again, he stopped her and peeled the shrimp for her himself.

Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows, she was not polite, it was rare for the richest man, Mr. Fu, to peel the shrimp for her, so she should enjoy it.

Grandpa Fu shook his head, didn't bother the young couple, ate two bites of food, looked at the restaurant, and said to Guanjia Mo with infinite regret: "I won't have a chance to eat out after retirement, I miss it!"

Butler Mo also sighed with a sigh, and said bluntly: "You miss those comrades in arms back then, right?"

After drinking the last sip of beer, Grandpa Fu put the cup away and smiled cheerfully: "Yes, as we get older, it's hard for those comrades in arms from back then to get together."

Listening to the tone of the two, Wen Qingyue asked curiously: "Grandpa, are you and Grandpa Mo comrades in arms?"

Grandpa Fu immediately started chatting, "Well, you, Grandpa Mo, were my bodyguard. Back then, we were born and died together. Our time was not as stable and happy as you are now."

Wen Qingyue nodded in agreement, the sacrifices of her ancestors brought about the current peaceful and prosperous world.

"Then it's great that you can get together after you retire! If I get old, I hope to live with my friends like you." Wen Qingyue ate the prawns that Fu Han had peeled, envious of brothers like them Affection.

Fu Han answered: "That may not be possible."

Wen Qingyue frowned and stared at him, "How do you know it won't happen."

Fu Han: "Because you want to be with me."

Wen Qingyue was stunned by the love words that came out of her mouth, her eyes collided, she staggered a little at a loss, and tried to change the subject, "Grandpa Mo, where are you from? Is everyone in the family in Jiangcheng?"

The atmosphere froze for a moment, Fu Han and Grandpa Fu paused, their brows sank slightly.

"I'm sorry, did I, did I say something wrong?" Wen Qingyue immediately realized that she had said something wrong, she turned to look at Fu Han asking for help, the man shook his head slightly, comforting her.

Only Grandpa Mo's face remained unchanged, and he smiled and said: "No, it's normal for the young lady to be curious. I'm not from Jiangcheng, but I'm still half of Jiangcheng now. Thanks to the care of the commander, I have helped my granddaughter and me a lot over the years." , for her to study, and let her enter the Fu family."

Hearing this, Wen Qingyue also probably knew that Grandpa Mo's relatives only had one granddaughter, and her words can be said to be a scar.

Wen Qingyue felt even more uncomfortable, so she didn't ask any more questions that shouldn't be asked.

After eating, Grandpa Mo and Grandpa Fu left the hospital, and Wen Qingyue and Fu Han supported each other back to the hospital.

After entering the elevator, Fu Han looked down at the very quiet little girl beside him, "Still thinking about Grandpa Mo?"

"En!" Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows, glanced at him, and sighed quietly, "Is Grandpa Mo's family gone? I poked his wound."

Realizing that she was suffering because of unintentionally saying the wrong thing at the dinner table, Fu Han softened his heart and rubbed her head, "You didn't mean it, Grandpa Mo won't blame you."

Wen Qingyue pursed her lips and remained silent.

When the elevator reached the floor, the two walked out together and returned to the ward. Wen Qingyue took the initiative to sit beside Fu Han, "Fu Han, I don't think I know much about your family or the people around you. Can you tell me about it?" ?”

She looked at him with bright eyes, her expression was extremely serious, and she really wanted to know the people around him.

Fu Han poked her on the head amusedly, "You should know me the most, and what the people around me do."

Wen Qingyue said solemnly: "I'm just trying to get to know you. I don't know anything about what happened around you. Although falling in love is a matter between two people, we are in a special situation. We have to accompany you to see grandpa often. There are some banquets, in order to prevent mistakes like today, you tell me now."

She looked serious as if she was completing a task.

After thinking about it, Fu Han also felt that it made sense, after all, we will live together in the future, "Then let's start with Grandpa Mo, you know that Grandpa Mo is the guard of Grandpa, he has a son who grew up with my father , and later became my father's secretary, when I was ten years old, my parents had a car accident, and Grandpa Mo's son was also in the car, and they all failed to survive."

Touching the scar in his heart, Fu Han looked calm, but his heart was still heavy. That car accident was his eternal pain.

Wen Qingyue also did not expect that the death of Grandpa Mo's son would be linked to the death of his parents. Seeing his frowning brows, she reached out her hand to smooth him.

The slightly cool fingertips touched the skin between his brows. Fu Han was slightly taken aback, his brows stretched, he pulled her hand down and held it in his palm, and continued: "After Uncle Mo died, Aunt Mo was hit hard and gave birth to Mo Han. After Frost died of depression, only the old Grandpa Mo and the young Mo Shuangshuang remained in the Mo family. Our Fu family owed Grandpa Mo's family, so Grandpa let Grandpa Mo and the others live in the house. Arranged into the company, she has excellent grades and strong handling ability, so she became my secretary."

"Secretary Mo turns out to be Grandpa Mo's granddaughter, so why haven't I seen her every time I go to Fu's mansion?" Wen Qingyue was a little surprised, and the very capable woman in business attire and black-rimmed glasses appeared in her mind. girl.

Fu Han held her soft and slightly cool hands and gently pinched her knuckles, loving her, "She bought a flat in the first year of her employment and moved out. Grandpa Mo was able to do this because he was with him. Did not move away."

Wen Qingyue didn't take out her hand, let him play, and fell silent for a while thoughtfully.

"Wen Qingyue..." Fu Han called out in a low voice.

"Huh?" Wen Qingyue was still thinking, and didn't realize that he suddenly called her full name, Ying Wan realized something was wrong, raised her eyelids, and met his inquiring eyes.

"The first time we met, I saw your methods. At that time, I was wondering how a teenage girl could be so calm and powerful..."

Wen Qingyue didn't say anything, her eyelids were twitching, she probably knew what he was going to say in her heart, even though she had already figured out how to explain it, she was still nervous.

Fu Han laughed silently, took her hand and raised it in front of her, lowered his head and kissed her palm, "You are even more skilled in this kidnapping case, and you are merciless to the killer. Yang Chong wanted to lure you to the Criminal Investigation Brigade, so I couldn't help being a little curious, what happened to the little girl who grew up in Moli Village? She was able to have such professional skills, she didn't have a driver's license but she knew how to drive, and she was also good at medicine."

Did she really grow up in that backward and closed village in the past 18 years?