It was Fu Yingshao who wanted to say that he didn't even mind his platonic marriage, and he didn't care if he would have children in the future.

However, he really can't pull out this sensitive topic in public, not to mention whether grandma knows about it, will she be in a hurry, and he himself is not willing to discuss with others again and again whether he can do it.

Leng Qingzhu showed no mercy, and threw the feather duster directly over: "You want to make a face!" ”

This guy is really addicted to confessing in public.

He was happy, but he didn't think of what she should do.

There are too many chicken feathers on the feather duster, and it doesn't hurt at all when hit on the body.

Fu Yingshao picked it up and sent it to Leng Qingzhu, becoming more and more skinless and faceless: "Next time I will prepare rattan for you." ”

Leng Qingzhu took the feather duster angrily: "Forget it, I'm afraid of being rebounded, and if I really come up with a solution, I will kill someone, believe it or not?" ”

"Believe, believe, I believe!" Fu Yingshao bowed his head and ears, seeing that a group of people fiddling with Galaha on the sofa couldn't bear to look at each other, and each found something to do and left.

I gave up the living room to two people very well.

Fu Yingshao looked at the quiet living room, turned to face Leng Qingzhu, and looked serious and firm: "But I prefer to use my whole life to prove that I am not a person like Qi Zhengping, I will always be good to you!" ”

Leng Qingzhu was blushing and heartbeating by what he said, and waved his hand angrily to shake the person away: "Who cares if you can do it, I just care if my big knife is sharp enough!" ”

Don't wait until you actually kill someone and grab a blunt knife in your hand.

Fu Yingshao comprehended: "I must prepare the knife for you!" But—"

He changed his words: "I'm also a good hand at chopping peach blossoms, if you ......"

"No, no, I said, it's not Qi Zhengping, why don't you believe it?" Cai Shufen's voice sounded in the courtyard.

Fu Yingshao raised her eyebrows: "Why did she change her confession?" ”

Leng Qingzhu is not surprised.

Cai Shufen has a lot of eyes.

In his previous life, he raised his children, and when Qi Zhengping's position reached a certain height, he felt that the Meng family couldn't do anything to Qi Zhengping, so he sent his son back to fight for the family property.

And before that, it had been very stopping, and he had been a foreign house for Qi Zhengping for many years.

With this patience, it can be seen that he is a master who can bend and stretch.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have openly stood in the courtyard just now and called Mrs. Qi.

It's just that she didn't expect that Qi Feifei was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and she refused to give a penny to her half-brother.

Even if Meng Yuran is sixty or seventy years old, he can still handle Qi Zhengping to death.

However, it is obviously not so easy to convince Meng Yuran at the moment.

This time, it was Meng Yuran who chased after him.

The wound on her forehead was still oozing blood, but her momentum was still imposing, crushing her husband and mother-in-law to death.

"That's not what you said just now, it's obvious that you said that this kid is Qi Zhengping!"

Cai Shufen's gaze swirled on Qi Zhengping's face, and this man with a nest lowered his head, not daring to look at her at all.

When I entered the house just now, I didn't say a word.

The two of them have been under the same roof for so long, of course she knows that he didn't open his mouth not for himself, but a kind of temptation, to test whether his attitude has changed, and to think about what to say is more beneficial to him.

Just like Mrs. Qi said, spreading things out can only be a lose-lose situation, it is better to take a step back and plan for something longer.

"I just want to find a father for my children, I didn't mean to frame my uncle?"