I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

"Guo'er, why are you here?"

Fu Jichang stretched out his arms, and Guoguo walked into his arms, leaning comfortably on his arms, with their two short legs entangled together.

"Are you tired?"

Guoguo pouted her little mouth and tilted her head to ask, with two little chicks hanging down, looking very adorable.

Fu Jichang smiled, shook his head, and nodded.

Guoguo broke free from his arms, ran to the small table, clumsily picked up the teapot, and poured the water crookedly into the cup.

Fu Jichang was terrified and stood up to help her.

Guoguo's chubby little hands have already picked up the teacup.

She held the teacup in her two small hands and carefully brought it to Fu Jichang and handed it to him, who quickly took it.

Guoguo was so tired that she was sweating. She let out a long breath and said as if a burden had been lifted off her shoulders:

"My mother drank the water I poured and she wasn't tired anymore!"

"Thank you Guoer..." Fu Jichang's eyes were warm and he was so moved that he was about to cry.

The cup of tea given to Little Radish dispelled his boredom, gloom, anger and helplessness.

He picked up the tea cup and drank it in one gulp.

Guoguo smiled contentedly, revealing a few small white teeth.

He hadn't seen Guoguo for a few days, and she could already speak such long sentences. It was amazing!

He looked at her cute little face.

Guo Guo looked at Fu Jichang seriously and asked:

"Are you my father?"

Fu Jichang almost spit out the remaining tea in his mouth and looked at Guoguo in surprise.

"Why, why do you ask?"

Fu Jichang was a little slow to react and asked stutteringly.

"My mother told me a story. Little White Rabbit has a mother and a father. An'an also has a father, but he lives far away... Uncle Tiedan also has a father. Zhengzheng and I only have a mother, but no father..."

Guoguo looked at him seriously.

Apart from his family, only Fu Jichang treated her and Zhengzheng the best.

Fu Jichang felt mixed emotions. How should he answer?

"You, do you really want to have a father?" Fu Jichang asked.

Guoguo nodded vigorously.

"Well, then don't do that. I'll be your daddy, but this is something only the two of us know about, and you can't tell anyone else!"

Fu Jichang's voice was a little hurried.

Guoguo tilted his little head, thought about it, and shook his head.

"No, Zheng Zheng also needs a father..."

Fu Jichang: Yes, you are right.

Fu Jichang slapped his thigh, held Guoguo on his lap and said, "Yes, Guoer is right, I will be your father!"

"Don't tell anyone!" Guoguo said and stretched out his little finger.

Fu Jichang also stretched out his little finger and pulled it with Guoguo.

"Zheng Zheng is still young. Let's wait until he grows up before telling him the secret. Okay? For now, this is a secret between us!"

Fu Jichang pinched her little nose lovingly.

He didn't dare let Ji Xiaobei know, otherwise Ji Xiaobei would really kill him.

He understood Ji Xiaobei's temper.

Guoguo nodded seriously.

"Daddy!" Guoguo called sweetly.

"Hey!" Fu Jichang agreed, with warmth in his eyes.

He also gave Guoguo some anti-fraud knowledge:

Don't recognize others as your father, don't talk to strangers, don't leave the alley, and tell your mother if there is anything...

Guoguo listened carefully and finally said:

"I know, mother has told me!"

Fu Jichang: Yes, Ji Xiaobei has his own way of educating children.

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Over there, Bao Qian was helped into the carriage, still in shock.

The old nanny and the little maid were so scared that their faces turned pale. Now that something had happened to the young girl, they, the servants, would have no good days!

The old nanny asked a few questions, but Bao Qian just cried and said nothing.

The carriage arrived at the Lei family in East City.

The old nanny first went to Old Lady Murong to apologize.

When Mrs. Murong heard this, she was immediately furious. Bao Qian was her favorite granddaughter, how could this be tolerated?

Do you still want fame?

"Who is that man?" Old Mrs. Murong went to Bao Qian's room.

Bao Qian's eyes were red and swollen, and she kept crying.

Aunt Murong Liu stood aside, at a loss, looking at Bao Qian worriedly.

How is Bao Qian going to explain to her brother what happened in Anzhou? If she finds out who that man is, she will tear him into pieces.

"Grandma, aunt, please go out. I want to be alone..."

Bao Qian said with tears in her eyes, looking pitiful.

The old lady sighed.

It never rains but it pours. How come all these things happened at the same time?

Commit sin!

The best way right now is to take Bao Qian away quickly to prevent future trouble.

I heard from the nanny that Bao Qian's clothes were intact, so she wouldn't be hurt in such a short time.

She immediately ordered someone to pack up.

After Bao Qian's emotions have stabilized, she will leave Anzhou.

Old Mrs. Murong entered Bao Qian's room again. She had already gotten up to eat porridge.

She sat next to Bao Qian and lovingly stroked her hanging hair.

"Bao Xi, go home with grandma early tomorrow morning. We have been out for quite some time..."

The bowl of porridge in Bao Qian's hand trembled.

"Grandma, I don't plan to go back!" Bao Qian raised her slightly swollen eyes.

"Oh?"

Old Mrs. Murong was a little surprised.

"I was really scared at noon. Brother Chang didn't realize it was me and drew his sword, and that's when I got scared!"

Bao Qian's face turned red barely perceptible.

"Ah, that man is Fu Jichang? But the nanny said that his clothes were disheveled..."

Old Mrs. Murong was surprised and confused.

"Brother Chang has his own private room at Taoranju, I just barged in accidentally. It was too hot and Brother Chang just wanted to cool down. Don't worry, Grandma! Nothing happened to us!"

Bao Qian, who had recovered, had a rosy face and seemed a little proud.

Old Mrs. Murong still didn't quite understand and was about to ask again, but her granddaughter held her hand back.

"Grandma, don't you want me to marry into the Fu family? Now you can talk to Old Madam Fu. She is well-educated and sensible, so she probably won't refuse."

Murong Baoqian looked at her grandmother expectantly.

Old Lady Murong felt that Fu Jichang had great potential at a young age, and she really wanted to marry her granddaughter to him.

Now the Murong family has something to ask of Fu Jichang.

It would be a good thing if Bao Qian could really marry him.

However, she was unwilling to use her granddaughter's reputation as a bargaining chip to force the Fu family to agree to this marriage.

The conversation between the two people was heard clearly by Murong Liu outside the door.

After the old lady came out, she went straight to the old lady's yard.

"Mother, I heard from Mammy that Baoxi is fine, so I feel relieved. Otherwise, if something happened to me, how would my husband and I explain to my brother? This year has been really eventful!"

Mrs. Murong was upset. After hearing what she said, she said unhappily, "You and your husband are still relying on the Murong family. Now that something has happened, you don't even think of a solution."

"Mother, why didn't we think about it? My eldest sister-in-law, Madam Song, is going to ask Lord Song to find Fu Jichang to give him a gift. But it would be great if we could get married to him. Fu Jichang is also a young talent in the Great Northern Dynasty and a favorite of the Emperor. How many people are eyeing him!

If Bao Qian can marry him, it would be a perfect match."