Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Wen Qingyue smiled bitterly, and asked back: "Then mom, don't you use these words to persuade me every time?"

"You..." Zhao Qiuxia choked, watching her finally sighed helplessly, "Forget it, I don't bother to persuade you, if you don't have a wedding, you have to move in there, right?"

At the end of the sentence, she didn't give Wen Qingyue a chance to speak, and then said: "Don't think that your mother drove you out of the house, home will always be your home, and you can come back anytime."

Wen Qingyue nodded, "Understood, I discussed it with Fu Han, I will go home and live three days a week, and tomorrow weekend happens to be free, so he will come to pick me up."

Zhao Qiuxia was stunned for a moment, but she didn't object after thinking about it. It was less than half a year since her daughter came back, and she was reluctant to let her live out. This kind of arrangement fit her heart.

"By the way, what are Shuangshuang doing these days? I don't see this stinky girl coming to see me in the hospital." Zhao Qiuxia thought about Wen Shuangshuang again.

"I don't know, I haven't met." Wen Qingyue reached out and peeled an orange, her eyes drooping.

Since Wen Shuangshuang found out that she and Fu Han were married, she didn't make any movement, and she didn't know what she was doing every day, so she rarely swayed in front of her. She was busy with other things and didn't pay attention to her.

Zhao Qiuxia looked at her, she didn't read too much, she was afraid that her daughter would get jealous and think too much.

Alas, others are envious of her having two daughters, and who knows how difficult it is to be caught between her own daughter and the daughter she has raised for more than ten years.

A bowl of water is too difficult to level.

On weekends, Wen Qingyue woke up and had breakfast before packing her luggage in the room.

In fact, there is nothing to clean up. She has only been here for about two months, and she doesn't have many things to buy, and she has to come back to live, so she only needs to pack a few sets of clothes and go there.

"Yueyue, do you need elder brother's help?" Wen Cun asked standing at the door of the room.

Wen Qingyue looked back at him, smiled and shook her head: "No, just a few clothes, I'll ask Fu Han to buy the rest."

Wen Cun walked in, not very excited, "That's right, you've only been back for two months, and you haven't had time to buy anything for you, and you have nothing to take away."

His younger sister has only been back for two months. He thought it would be several years before she got married and left home, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

Wen Qingyue saw his depression, smiled, took the pink fox doll on the bed, and said coquettishly: "Brother, I brought this little fox to Fu Han's house, you can buy me another one." Not good, so I will have it to accompany me when I come back to live."

Wen Cun immediately smiled, and gently rubbed her head, "Okay, not to mention one doll, even a hundred dolls are fine, as long as you like it, brother will buy it for you."

"Brother is the best~"

The two brothers and sisters talked and went downstairs together. Wen Cun helped her carry the luggage, and she followed behind with the little fox in her arms. Wen Ziming had been staring at the phone absent-mindedly. When he heard the footsteps going downstairs, he immediately raised his head and met Wen Qingyue's gaze. Pulling his face again, he retracted his gaze.

After going downstairs, Fu Han's message came. Wen Qingyue lowered her eyes to read the message and said to Wen Cun, "Brother, Fu Han is here."

Wen Cun nodded, "Let's go, I'll take you out."

The two went out one after the other. Wen Ziming heard the sound of closing the door with his ears pricked up, and couldn't read his mobile phone anymore. He got up a little annoyed and walked towards the door, and stopped when he reached the door.

Strange, she left as soon as she left, and the house happened to be quiet when she left, why am I so anxious?

Wen Ziming frowned, turned around and returned to the living room. The sound of the car starting to leave came from outside. He couldn't help but walked to the window to look outside, but he could only see a corner of the gate and saw nothing.

Realizing that his actions were not right, Wen Ziming scratched his head angrily, turned around and sat back in front of the game console to play games.

In the courtyard of a huge villa in Jiangzhou District, a Maybach stopped, and a man and a woman got out of the driver's seat and the co-pilot.

The man in the windbreaker walked to the back of the car with long legs, opened the trunk and lifted the white suitcase out.

"Thank you!" Wen Qingyue and Fu Han thanked, ready to take the suitcase and carry it by themselves.

Fu Han glanced at the pink fox in her arms, and walked forward without giving her the luggage, "You don't need to thank me for everything."

Wen Qingyue froze her hands in the air, glanced at his back, retracted her hand in embarrassment, rubbed her nose, and followed him.

Fu Han stood at the door and waited for her to approach, "Stretch out your hand."

"Huh?" Wen Qingyue didn't know what he was going to do, and instinctively stretched out her hand while asking.

The man took her hand and reached out to the combination lock, saying, "Record your fingerprints."

He let go of his hand and motioned for her to take fingerprints. Wen Qingyue blinked and looked at him for two seconds before realizing that she took fingerprints in a strange mood.

"Didi—successful entry." A mechanical female voice sounded, and Wen Qingyue let go of her hand to look at the man beside her.

Her innocent eyes are as cute as the pink fox in her arms.

Fu Han said, "Try to open the door."

She obediently held the doorknob, pressed her thumb on the fingerprint recognition area, made two beeps, the door was unlocked, and a man's voice sounded behind her at the same time, "From now on, you will be the hostess of this house, welcome home."

The voice was so deep and bewitching that she would have to admit that she was moved when she recalled this moment.

Wen Qingyue was startled, she would quickly let go of her hand, and walked in, not daring to look back at the person behind her, for fear that she would fall into the man's deep eyes and be unable to extricate herself.

She and Fu Han are certified couples. Although they are a couple by agreement, they have already slept together, and she will not pretend to ask to sleep in another room.

The two shared a room, and after moving the luggage into his room, Fu Han took her out, accompanied her to the supermarkets and shopping malls with great interest, and bought the things she needed.

Wen Qingyue stood in the toothbrush area to choose toothbrushes, and Fu Han pushed the shopping cart behind her, waiting patiently for her to choose.

The shopping guide on the side saw them with sharp eyes, and immediately came over to recommend, "Ma'am, you can take a look at this electric toothbrush for couples in our family. It has 4 modes and can be bound to an app customization mode. It cleans well and looks good. very high..."

Wen Qingyue glanced at the couple's toothbrush in pink and black, and politely refused: "Thank you, no need, I'll just buy one."

Fu Han also set his eyes on the toothbrush when he was recommended by the shopping guide. After hearing her refusal, a dark look flashed across his eyes, which was too fast for people to catch.

However, the shopping guide caught his intention and said with a smile, "Ma'am, I can change your husband's toothbrush. We can use couple models together, so we can make a pair and enhance our relationship."

Wen Qingyue: "..."

Fu Han's eyes moved slightly, he reached out and took the toothbrush, put it in the shopping cart after looking at it, and said calmly: "I just need to change it, and you haven't chosen it, that's all, don't waste time."

Wen Qingyue curled her lips, seeing that the man was already pushing the shopping cart to another place, she had no choice but to give up.