Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

"Good morning, madam."

"Good morning, auntie." Wen Qingyue greeted the auntie who was cooking, and went downstairs while holding the handrail of the stairs. She glanced at the man in home clothes on the sofa, a little surprised.

"Fu Han, aren't you going to the company today?" Wen Qingyue walked behind him with her slippers on, put her hands on the back of the sofa, and looked at him curiously.

The man was wearing a pair of glasses and was holding a book related to finance and economics in his hand. Hearing this, his eyelids moved slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at her, "Today is Saturday."

Wen Qingyue blinked and shrugged: "Okay."

She got up and went to the kitchen, asking, "Auntie, is there any breakfast for me?"

Although it was almost lunch time, she was really hungry and needed something to fill her stomach.

Aunt: "Breakfast is steak, it's already cold, madam, why don't you wait, there's one more dish, and you can have lunch."

Wen Qingyue had no choice but to give up, "Okay, I will wait with a cup of yogurt."

She turned around and took a cup of yogurt from the refrigerator. Seeing that there were two small egg tarts in the refrigerator, she took one.

"By the way, did Su Wanyu go to the company to look for you yesterday?" Wen Qingyue took a bite of half of the egg tart, and the delicious taste buds of the soft, sweet and glutinous egg tart seemed to be dancing.

She sat down opposite Fu Han, and asked calmly, because she was eating, her voice was a bit vague.

Fu Han closed the book, took off his glasses and looked straight at her with some scrutiny, "Well, how do you know?"

Wen Qingyue had finished eating the egg tart in her hand, she inserted a straw to suck on the yogurt, and then she answered him: "She came to see me yesterday afternoon, and she made an appointment to meet at a coffee shop near Jiang University, and chatted with me about something, I asked her to talk to you, but she didn't talk to you later?"

She didn't intend to hide the fact that Su Wanyu asked her to meet.

Fu Han frowned slightly, and said: "She went to Cheng Yu's consultation room yesterday, and remembered the name Fu Yuan, and thought it was my nickname. She came to chat with me for a while and then left. What did you talk about?"

Wen Qingyue threw the yogurt box into the trash can, and was not surprised that Su Wanyu remembered Fu Yuan's name, and said, "It seems that Cheng Yu is very helpful to her illness, and it won't take long for her memory to recover." .”

Su Wanyu's condition has improved significantly, which is good news for both herself and them.

After a little less hunger, she became more emotional, grabbed the phone and moved into the sofa, sat cross-legged, grabbed the Strawberry Bear next to her and hugged her, sliding the phone with her elbows.

She clicked on WeChat to see if Lu Yu replied to her message. How much did he remember what he said last night? What was his reaction?

Do you think she is mentally ill and ask her to see a psychiatrist?

Wen Qingyue's thoughts drifted away, but she didn't forget to answer Fu Han's question, and said casually: "Did you put the agreement we signed in the office? She took a photo and asked me to meet yesterday because she wanted me to leave you voluntarily." , or she will tell grandpa."

Fu Han looked gloomy, "What about after that? You asked her to come to me?"

The vx page is empty with no information.

Wen Qingyue was absent-minded, and put down her phone, "Yes, she doesn't believe what I said, it's useless to say more, I asked her to find you, she hasn't talked to you yet, she probably decided to tell grandpa directly."

She spoke too easily, without any worries.

And since he came downstairs, he has been absent-minded, as if he has something on his mind.

Fu Han couldn't help but think of last night, she told him that Lu Yu celebrated his birthday, and went to help him celebrate his birthday. At twelve o'clock, he went to pick her up, but saw her hugging Lu Yu.

In the end, he sent Lu Yu back, and when she got home, she didn't explain anything, and fell asleep on the sofa.

The old mature vinegar that Fu Han brewed all night began to ferment, "Why didn't you tell me yesterday?"

Wen Qingyue looked up at him and said, "I was busy yesterday, so I forgot."

Fu Han: "Busy to celebrate Lu Yu's birthday? Don't you care that our affairs are exposed and grandpa knows?"

His magnetic voice became cold, and without the cover of the glasses, the temperature in his eyes was freezing.

The atmosphere changed at this moment, Wen Qingyue also noticed it, put down the phone, sat looking at him, "What do you mean?"

Fu Han: "Do you really care about me?"

Wen Qingyue pursed her lips, and said seriously: "Just because I didn't tell you about this yesterday, you suspect that I don't care, or that I don't love you?"

After talking about it, she herself thought it was funny and laughed out of anger.

Fu Han remained silent. After a long while, he adjusted his mood and said, "I'll handle this matter. Wanyu probably won't tell grandpa right away."

He avoided her question, got up and walked upstairs.

Listening to his footsteps going upstairs, Wen Qingyue closed her eyes in silence.

The aunt heard their conversation in the kitchen, and came out a little worried. Seeing that she was the only one left in the living room, they quarreled for a while without knowing how to behave.

"Ma'am, are you okay?" The aunt cared about her and said, "It's normal for husband and wife to quarrel. You were drunk last night, and the husband has been taking care of you the whole time."

Wen Qingyue was startled, "Did I get drunk last night?"

Although she drank a few glasses of wine last night, she clearly remembered that she was not drunk when talking with Lu Yu, and then...

Wen Qingyue recalled what happened last night, and suddenly realized that she was a little bit short, how did she come back last night?

It seems... Fu Han came to pick her up and sent Lu Yu back...

Recalling some episodes vaguely, Wen Qingyue probably understood why Fu Han was angry.

She seemed to call Lu Yu's name last night and said sorry.

Damn her.

Wen Qingyue felt more and more guilty, so she got up and went upstairs.

Fu Han was changing clothes. When she opened the door and came in, he was buttoning his shirt. He heard the voice and turned to look at her. His shirt was only buttoned twice, and he could clearly see his abdominal muscles.

Wen Qingyue forced herself to look away from his beautiful body, took a few steps forward, and said, "I'm sorry, I was drunk last night."

Fu Han: "..."

Her apology was too sudden, Fu Han didn't react and looked at her silently.

Wen Qingyue stepped forward to hug him, put her face on his chest, listened to his steady heartbeat, and said, "Last night I called Lu Yu's name and said sorry to him, it's not what you think, it's because of Lu Yu I confessed my love to me yesterday, I rejected him, talked about other things, and felt sorry for him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Han grabbed her shoulders and pushed her out of his arms, looked down at her, and asked with a frown, "He confessed to you? Why do you feel sorry for him when you refused? You remember when you're drunk."

His tone was serious, as if interrogating.

He grabbed her arm a little hard, Wen Qingyue frowned in pain, "Fu Han, you hurt me."

Fu Han was taken aback, and subconsciously relaxed a little.

Wen Qingyue sighed and said: "I told him I'm sorry, not because he likes me, I feel guilty for not being able to respond to him, and he also knows that the person I love is you, he confessed to me yesterday because he wanted to make a break, After that, he will only treat me as a friend and restrain those inappropriate feelings."

"The summary is just one sentence. Only then did I know that he likes me and I don't love him. He also decided not to like me anymore and returned to being a friend. I feel guilty because I am no longer the sister next door to him when he was a child."