On the way, Tong Wenjie asked Fang Yuan to buy some ingredients.
Tong Wenjie and her son, Fang Yifan, arrived at Song Qian's house first. Fang Yuan drove to the fresh food supermarket. Thinking about how there were so many people, she decided to make a hotpot.
Therefore, he bought a lot of hotpot ingredients and butter hotpot ingredients. After buying the things, he carried his big and small bags to Shuxiang Elegant Garden.
When she pushed the door open and saw Qiao Weidong, she was stunned.""Why are you here?"
"How can I not be here? This is my old home. Why did you buy so many things?”
"Hotpot, of course there are many things.”
Fang Yuan waved the thing in her hand.
"Hey, that's not right. Why have you changed? You're not Fang Yuan.”
"If I'm not Fang Yuan, who am I? Get out of the way. Don't block the door. Let me in.”
"No, wait a minute. Fang Yuan isn't as young as you. You're Fang Yuan's younger brother or someone else, right?”
Fang Yuan rolled her eyes and said word by word,"I am Fang Yuan.”
Fang Yuan pushed Qiao Weidong aside and entered the house with many bags. She placed them in the kitchen. Song Qian was surprised to see Fang Yuan, even though she had already heard about it from Yingzi and Tong Wenjie.
However, when he saw her in person, he couldn't help but be shocked.
What was the original Fang Yuan like?
Her belly was big, her waist was like a bucket, and her face was full of wrinkles. Her entire body was extremely greasy.
But now, he was more than ten years younger. It was simply the perfect stage between youth and maturity, the age where men were especially attractive.
Song Qian couldn't help but recall her dream that night. She suddenly felt very surprised and had an indescribable feeling.
Fortunately, she adjusted herself in time and diverted her attention."I asked you to come for dinner. Why did you bring so many things?”
"Hai, I was just thinking that with so many people today, it would be good to have a meal together and eat hotpot.”
"What? Eating hotpot on such a hot day would require too much oil.”
"It's okay. It's okay to eat occasionally. Isn't there air conditioning at home? It's only lively enough to eat hotpot."
"Alright, I'll listen to you. Who asked you to save me that night?”
Song Qian started to get busy. Qiao Weidong rolled his eyes and said,""Then let me help…"
"What's it got to do with you?" Song Qian snapped. Qiao Weidong, get out of here. You're not going to have dinner today. Don't be annoying here.”
Qiao Weidong was silent. Fang Yuan did not bother with Qiao Weidong either. Seeing Song Qian and Qiao Weidong falling apart, he was naturally more than happy.
Since he was here, Song Qian could not possibly remarry Qiao Weidong, the scumbag, like in the original plot.
If Qiao Weidong and Song Qian remarried, what would happen to Xiaomeng, who had been with him for a few years?
Choose one and abandon the other.
In essence, Qiao Weidong's scumbag nature had not changed.
Therefore, Fang Yuan felt that she had to protect Song Qian from the fire pit.
Who asked him to be a good man? Qiao Weidong couldn't meet the standards of a good man, so he was a scumbag.
Then they were family, so…
Seeing that no one was helping him and that they were happy, Qiao Weidong felt sad and helpless.
His back view left desolately. Qiao Weidong's departure only made the atmosphere more lively.
While the three adults were busy, Qiao Yingzi and Fang Yifan were chatting in the room.
After a while, a loud roar suddenly came from the room.
"Tong Wenjie, come here…"
Fang Yuan knew that the two brats were up to no good again.
"Fang Yifan, who are you calling?"
Fang Yuan said,"Wenjie, go over and take a look. What is our son doing? Why is he making such a big fuss?"”
"Alright."
Tong Wenjie responded and walked toward Qiao Yingzi's bedroom.
Fang Yuan looked at Song Qian and asked,"Are you okay when I brought it back to you that night?"”
"I'm fine. I have to thank you." Song Qian said.”
"This is a small matter…"
Fang Yuan smiled and chatted with Song Qian. However, she was sizing up Song Qian from the corner of her eye.
She was wearing a knitted round neck white shirt, revealing her exquisite collarbones. The nest was so deep that it could be used to raise fish.
Further down were her legs. Because she was wearing black bodybuilding pants, her good figure was completely outlined.
Fang Yuan took a glance and retracted her gaze. Then, she turned around to help.
He quickly comforted himself to calm down and showed a little respect to Song Qian.
"Help me get a pair of chopsticks. I want to try the soup.”
Song Qian turned around and went to pick up her chopsticks. Fang Yuan took the opportunity to glare at her before retracting her gaze with a calm expression.
He scooped a small spoonful of soup into the bowl, then dipped his chopsticks in it and put it into his mouth.
"Yes, you don't have to say. The taste of this soup base is very good. All the flavors are very moderate.”
"Is that so?"
Song Qian also looked at the pot curiously.
Fang Yuan's heart skipped a beat." Here, have a taste."”
He did not put the chopsticks back into the bowl, nor did he dip them in the soup. Song Qian subconsciously put the chopsticks in her mouth to taste it.
"The taste is not bad…"
"I guess so."
Fang Yuan moved her chopsticks again. Song Qian was stunned. After she reacted, she said,"You…"
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