Fang Feifei squinted her eyes, stretched out her fingers, and made a little gesture.

As a result, he was beaten by Sister Huo.

"What a little bit, that's what the doctor ordered. I'm not in good health to begin with, and I keep ruining it."

Sister Huo's voice made her wrap herself more tightly in the quilt.

Sister Huo looked at Fang Feifei's evasive posture and sighed.

Looking at the wine bottles on the floor, he sighed.

Originally the doctor ordered a light diet, but with high blood pressure and cardiovascular disease, why did he still drink alcohol?

The whole room smelled of alcohol.

When she entered the house, Sister Huo covered her mouth and nose with her hands. The smell hit Tianling Gai.

He looked at the drunken man lying on the sofa with disapproval.

"Fang Feifei, get up!"

Sister Huo pulled her arm.

But people who are already drunk are completely unconscious.

Sister Huo has nothing to do with the drunkard.

At that time, I was addicted to alcohol, but the doctor told me to quit.

I am thinking the same way now.

I have already tasted the taste of life, but I don’t want to suffer the consequences at the end.

"Just drink. One day you will drink yourself to death."

Sister Huo just muttered this sentence.

Who would have thought that a prophecy would come true?

Fang Feifei quickly wrote the recipe.

The old man neither said he was satisfied nor dissatisfied.

The expression is incomprehensible.

In fact, now the Song family can afford a small nutritionist.

The family also has a private doctor for the old man.

But I just couldn't stand the old man's lack of cooperation.

Even if the Great Luo Immortal comes, it will be difficult to save him.

The old man looked into Fang Feifei's eyes and became more and more satisfied.

Immediately, Fang Feifei was full of praise.

"Miss Fang, oh, no, can I call you Feifei?"

The old man said with a smile, very friendly.

This made Song Chengque wonder, is this grandfather really the grandfather who yells at him every day?

"Of course, Grandpa."

Fang Feifei curled her lips and responded with a smile.

Mainly because the old man saw that the recipes written by Fang Feifei were actually no different from those written by the previous nutritionist.

But the biggest difference is that Fang Feifei wrote a half-day of indulgence.

"We only need to eat light meals for six and a half days out of seven days a week. Then we can order the junk food we like during these half days."

Fang Feifei explained to the assistant.

The main reason is that I have a deep feeling that if I keep eating light, I will always be unable to bear it, so it is better to plan an indulgent day from the beginning.

The old man nodded with a smile in his eyes.

What did Sister Huo say about herself in her last life?

"Eat, eat, eat, are you still eating?"

"Fang Feifei, can you think about your own body?"

"Miss Fang, your body can no longer eat these fried foods."

"Stop drinking, even if it's my sister's request."

At that time, Sister Huo was humble, pitiful, and even cautious.

When he was lying on the hospital bed, he carefully held his hand and begged.

Sister Huo started out as a flamboyant beauty.

But later on, I took care of myself and turned myself into a mother-in-law.

"Sister Huo, just let me drink a little more." Fang Feifei was lying on the ground, trying to raise her upper body, trying to get the bottle in Sister Huo's hand.

"Drink, you are still drinking," Sister Huo looked at the people on the ground sadly.

Drinking alcohol and eating unhealthy foods.

The people in front of me are still eating these things that doctors have banned.

That last period of time.

In my memory, I can see Sister Huo’s eyes filled with hatred and the doctor’s back shaking his head and leaving.

Life passes too easily.

And I couldn't bear it anymore.

He just didn't listen to the doctor's instructions and passed away.

Fang Feifei had tears in her eyes when she thought of this.

"Someone in my family has high blood pressure, so I thought of this recipe. I hope it will be effective."

Fang Feifei said sincerely.

The old man held Fang Feifei's hand, the love in his eyes overflowing.

"Good boy."

The old man patted Fang Feifei's hand.

Song Chengque noticed the fragility in Fang Feifei's heart and glanced sideways.

Only the eye circles are slightly red.

Song Zhaozhao didn't dare to mess around at this time.

The atmosphere dropped for a while.

"Feifei, where do you work now? Are you interested in coming to work here?"

The old man said kindly.

The main reason is that she is such a good girl with a good personality and good looks. She always wants to create conditions for her grandson.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

Song Chengque is about to collapse.

First, he inexplicably obeyed his grandfather's words and brought Fang Feifei home.

Grandpa is now full of praise for Fang Feifei.

Behind him was his nephew. Fang Feifei made arrogant remarks, which made him lose face.

What are these words that grandpa said?

Song Chengque glanced at his grandfather desperately.

He opened his mouth helplessly and said, "Fang Feifei is the artist I signed recently. You should always take good care of yourself at home."

Song Chengque glanced at Fang Feifei, who was sitting next to him.

I saw that Fang Feifei's lips were a little peeling.

Turning around and walking to the kitchen, I got a glass of water.

"You work at Songya Entertainment?"

The old man became happy.

The more she looked at Fang Feifei, the more satisfied she became.

"If my grandson treats you badly, just call me and I will educate him."

The old man still trusts his grandson's eye for recruiting people.

If he didn't have a clean background and a good foundation, he wouldn't dare to recruit people to the company if he gave his grandson ten courages.

Song Chengque put the glass in his hand in front of Fang Feifei.

Heat rose up inside the quilt.

"It's warm."

Song Chengque didn't have time to refute the old man's words.

Mainly because there is no need to refute.

Fang Feifei was surprised by Song Chengque's carefulness.

The nannies here are all devoted to the old man.

Even when the guests came, the water was not prepared in time.

Fang Feifei hasn't had a sip of hot water since morning.

When I picked up the water glass, the water was just not hot.

Enter your mouth and feel soothed in your heart.

Song Chengque can occasionally be a human being.

The old man himself was very satisfied with Fang Feifei and watched his grandson being attentive.

Almost all of them have already thought about how many children they will have in the future and their names.

"Uncle, I also want to drink water."

Song Zhaozhao looked at his uncle pitifully.

Put your two index fingers together.

He didn't drink water either. He was already very thirsty after talking so much just now.

"Ah."

Song Chengque sneered.

He turned around and poured the water he poured for Song Zhaozhao into his own mouth.

Song Zhaozhao opened his mouth wide in disbelief.

It made the two people next to him laugh.

Watching his great-grandson being bullied.

The old man immediately blew his beard and glared.

"Song Chengque, hurry up and get some water for Zhao Zhao."

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