The real daughter's mind is read by her family, and everyone is shocked

The man first came to Grandma Shen, called out to her, and then greeted the Fu family.

"Sorry, I come uninvited." The man's voice was low and magnetic, and it rang out in the bustling Fu family's house, and the house fell silent in an instant.

Apart from the Fu family, where have you seen such a rare talent? A man who is like a god? For a moment, I didn't know whether to swallow the meat in my mouth or not. The barbecue in my hand was not right. The girl who was drinking orange juice quickly wiped her mouth and applied powder. The male god-like Fu Yanzhou was no longer fragrant.

Fu Yao looked at her three classmates, who were tidying up their clothes with red faces and putting on makeup in front of the mirror they carried with them. She asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"I don't understand."

The three of them said in unison: "You don't need to understand, you just need to cooperate with me!"

"..."

"Yes, cooperate with me!"

"Just cooperate with me!"

"Oh my god, he's so handsome!"

"The overbearing and abstinent CEO in the novel has entered reality!"

"He looks a little older than me, but I don't mind at all!"

"Does she have a girlfriend? It looks like she should have one, but it doesn't matter. There is a huge market for good-looking and capable men! I can compete fairly!"

"How generous! You have small breasts and are short, so you have no market. I have to take over. Opportunities are for people with good looks, and you don't have them."

"..."

Fu Yao looked at the three people who were about to fight while talking, and even stopped eating the barbecue. The boat of friendship was already swaying on the waves of the sea.

Fu Yao sighed helplessly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Don't be like this, why don't you go over and ask him if he has a girlfriend?"

The three of them were instantly scared.

Yang Mengmeng pushed Lin Xiaosheng and said, "You, go."

Lin Xiaosheng glanced at someone's chest and said, "Well, didn't you say that opportunities are reserved for those who have something? Go ahead!"

The two of them looked at Zhang Jiajia in unison and said, "How about you go explore the way first?"

Zhang Jiajia glanced at the abominable man from a distance, her face flushed and she stammered, "I, I don't dare..."

Fu Yao shook her head: "You three cowards, just eat your barbecue honestly! Why are you being so crazy? There is a kind of man who can only be admired from a distance and not played with. Let's not blaspheme. It's disrespectful."

Yang Mengmeng looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle: "In one day, I was able to meet two great male gods. I got what I wanted and I will die without regrets."

"Let's eat your barbecue. You're such a talkative person." Fu Yao gave each of the three people a skewer of grilled chicken feet. Soon, the three of them were so exhausted that they lost all their image. What else do they want from men? They are too embarrassed to even think about it.

Fu Yao recalled that Uncle Shen had helped her before, but she never had the chance to say thank you to him. Isn't there a chance now?

"I'll go over and ask Uncle Shen if he has a girlfriend. Do you guys want to run for election?"

The three of them shook their heads violently.

He is obedient again now.

"No, no, we can just happily gnaw on the chicken feet here. Please come back soon and join us in gnaw on the chicken feet."

"Yes, we were just joking!"

"Okay." Fu Yao shrugged and walked over. The three girls were gnawing on the chicken feet, enjoying it very much.

I don't know how to find some skewers with more meat to eat...

Fu Zhenheng drank two bottles of beer and was full of enthusiasm. He was surprised to see that it was the busy Shen Zhen who was rarely seen. He laughed and said, "Hey! What are you talking about! Brother Shen, please take a seat. Let's have barbecue together? Drink beer?"

As he spoke, he handed over a skewer of barbecued lamb in his left hand and a bottle of cold beer in his right hand.

"..."

Shen Zhen frowned as he looked at the beer handed to him. The man was dressed meticulously, with beautiful fingers and distinct joints. The palm of his hand on his thigh moved slightly, and someone else took Mr. Fu's things first.

Yan Yan took the lamb skewers and Yan Cheng took the beer.

"I'm sorry, sir, he doesn't eat mutton."

"I'm sorry, sir, he can't drink."

"Ah? Is that so?" Fu Zhenheng smiled awkwardly and asked the servant to bring a glass of red wine.

"Then let's drink something else. Yanzhou has a lot of collectible red wines. Brother Shen, please try some."

The red wine placed in front of the man was even more out of place with the surrounding atmosphere.

Shen Zhen: “…”

Fu Yao approached and took a look at the grilled lamb chops in her hand. [You don't like lamb? Then lamb chops? You probably don't like them either, right?]

Fu Yao simply put it into her mouth [Mm, delicious! Fragrant and crispy. ]

Everyone in the Fu family: "..."

Shen Zhen: “…”

In the end, Shen Zhen did not get to eat the lamb chops that Fu Yao sent him, but he got a plate of grilled yellow croaker, a plate of fruit, a plate of shrimp, a plate of sashimi, a plate of salad, and a plate of grilled leeks.

Fu Yao's way of thanking someone is very simple, that is, sharing her favorite food with the other person.

But the other party didn't seem to like it. Fu Yao looked unhappy and frustrated.

She hesitated and asked, "Uncle Shen, don't you want to eat?"

"If you don't like it, I'll bring you another dish?" Fu Yao said attentively, "I'd like to take this opportunity to tell Uncle Shen about the rumors spread about me at school. Thank you for your help."

"It's just a small favor. I just happened to hear your second brother mention it. As your uncle, I should also do my part.

I have someone who is good at networking, so it's easier for me to find clues, so I asked my people to do it. I hope I can help you."

Fu Yao grinned, her smile still beautiful: "You helped me a lot!"

"So, Uncle Shen, would you like to eat something?"

Looking at the dishes in front of him, Shen Zhen didn't know where to start.

However, the next moment, Shen Zhen heard Fu Yao's inner voice and sighed, "Alas, he seems to be a bit picky about food."

[He is so old, but he doesn't eat anything. What do overbearing CEOs eat? Every meal is filled with delicacies from land and sea? Abalone, sea cucumber, shark's fin, and fish maw? That's in novels. In real life...]

Fu Yao's clear eyes fell on the man who was sitting steadily. [In real life, one should eat some affordable food, right? Or does he really look down on these common snacks? ]

[He doesn't even drink the beer his dad gives him, so what does he usually drink? The rain from the gods?]

Fu Yao, please stop saying shocking things.

The Fu family was shocked.

Fu Zhenheng, who was drinking, sprayed the young man opposite him: Girl, just think about it in your heart, but don't say it out loud.

Fang Zhiqiu and her husband looked at each other: Well, don't panic, Mr. Shen can't hear what his daughter is saying.

Fu Yanzhou: Sister, calm down!

Old Mrs. Fu: Girl, you scared me.

Fang Zhiqiu's tone was like a reminder: "Xiaoyao, cough!"

"Oh oh." Fu Yao came back to her senses. She had forgotten that someone could hear her thoughts. Fu Yao smiled awkwardly and said that she would not think about it anymore.

"Uncle Shen, what are you thinking about?"

"You don't have to prepare so much for me. I've already eaten." Shen Zhen added casually, "I'm not picky about food. Anything is fine."

Fu Yao: “Oh.”

Fu Zhenheng: “!”

Fu Yanzhou: “!”

!!!

Shen Zhen, you'd better just say it casually!