After she became blind, she had a flash marriage with a billionaire president!

In the evening, Mu Qianqian sat at the table and kept accounts.

She spent a lot of money at the supermarket today, and the stuffed toy that the uncle bought her cost more than 5,000 yuan.

After finishing the accounts, Mu Qianqian turned on the beige desk lamp and lay on the bed in a daze.

Today...she was so happy that she boldly kissed the uncle's cheek.

God!

She had never dared to imagine before that she would dare to kiss a man on the face.

However, the uncle's skin is very smooth and delicate, not like the "moon surface" as he said.

"Mu Qianqian."

There was a knock on the bedroom door.

Mu Qianqian put on her plush slippers and ran to open the door.

The tall and straight man stood at the door of the second bedroom and handed over a glass.

"I haven't had the milk yet."

"Oh, I forgot."

Mu Qianqian took the glass and drank the milk in small sips.

When she drank the ginger candy and red dates, Mu Qianqian widened her eyes slightly, secretly surprised at the uncle's attentiveness.

She just got her period today, so the milk has these ingredients to nourish the blood...

"Put the cup in the sink after you finish drinking. You don't have to wash it."

"Ah."

Fu Sihan still had some work to do, so he turned back to the living room and continued working.

Mu Qianqian finished drinking the milk and was about to rinse the cup.

But her hand slipped and the glass fell to the ground with a bang, and the broken pieces flew everywhere.

Fu Sihan immediately appeared at the kitchen door, "What happened? Are you hurt?"

Mu Qianqian's face turned pale with fear, and she said guiltily: "I accidentally broke the cup."

She is so clumsy that she can even break a cup while washing it.

Mu Qianqian bent down and tried to pick up the broken glass on the ground, but Fu Sihan grabbed her hand tightly.

"Don't move, go out and wait."

As soon as Fu Sihan finished speaking, Mu Qianqian was picked up sideways.

Her body suddenly flew into the air, so she instinctively wrapped her arms around the uncle's neck and hung her whole body on him.

Mu Qianqian leaned her head on his shoulder and secretly sniffed the pleasant scent on him.

Fu Sihan held her in his arms, walked around the broken glass on the floor, and walked out of the kitchen.

He called Aunt Liu and asked her to come and clean up the broken glass.

"Didn't I tell you that you don't have to wash the cups? Why are you still touching the cold water?"

Fu Sihan put her down, his tone was cold and sounded a little fierce.

Mu Qianqian lowered her head and said softly:

"I, I won't touch it next time."

She just wanted to wash the cup at the same time to prevent the milk from drying on it and making it difficult to clean.

But she has poor eyesight and is so clumsy that she can make mistakes even when washing a cup.

The little girl lowered her head, and Fu Sihan could only see the top of her furry hair from above.

Coupled with her sweet and soft voice, people can't get angry when listening to it.

Fu Sihan said coldly: "This won't happen again."

"it is good."

Mu Qianqian was about to go back to the house when Fu Sihan noticed with his sharp eyes that there was a trace of red on her finger.

"Did you cut your finger?" He grabbed her wrist and turned it over.

Mu Qianqian felt the stickiness on her hand and made a hissing sound.

"Does it hurt?"

Mu Qianqian said pitifully: "It hurts a little."

The cut from the glass was so small that she didn't notice it at first.

Only now did I start to feel the pain.

Fu Sihan held her down, sat on the sofa, and brought out the medicine box to help her disinfect.

Since living with Mu Qianqian, the frequency of using the medicine box has increased significantly.

Fu Sihan helped her put on a Band-Aid. Mu Qianqian looked at him carefully, wanting to see his appearance clearly.

But the man's outline was still blurry and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't see it clearly.

Mu Qianqian unconsciously stretched out her other hand and gently touched his chin.

Fu Sihan was stunned.

"Uncle, can I... touch your face?"

Fu Sihan pursed his lips and said nothing.

Mu Qianqian felt a surge of anticipation in her heart and her heartbeat quickened.

Her slender white fingers carefully placed on the edge of his jaw, and then slowly moved up along the side of his face.

The touch of her hands was smooth and even more delicate than her skin.

Mu Qianqian was about to touch his straight nose, but Fu Sihan said coldly: "Don't touch it."

He tilted his head to avoid her hand.

Mu Qianqian had just outlined half of his face in her mind, and the rest was filled with blur again.

She held back her disappointment and dropped her hands, "Okay then."

"Do you care so much about your husband's appearance?" Fu Sihan asked in an ambiguous tone.

Mu Qianqian nodded, then shook her head.

"I……"

Fu Sihan was very interested, "What do you mean?"

Do you care or not?

Mu Qianqian puffed her lips, her face slightly flushed, "I, I don't care about your appearance, I'm just curious about what you look like."

She wanted to know what the uncle who accompanied her and spoiled her every day looked like.

This way, she wouldn't be clueless when she imagines next time.

"When your eyes get better, you will be able to see naturally."

Mu Qianqian sulked, "But I want to know now."

"Take good care of your eyes and try to recover your vision as soon as possible, so that you can see me sooner."

Fu Sihan's words filled the air with mystery.

Mu Qianqian's heart was filled with anticipation. She clenched her fists and said firmly:

"I'll take good care of my eyes."

Even if it is just to see the uncle earlier, she has to protect her eyes and not shed tears easily.

Fu Sihan curled his lips in satisfaction, "Go back to sleep."

When Mu Qianqian returned to the room, Fu Sihan tugged at his tie and took a big gulp of cold water.

The little girl really thought he was a feelingless statue and kept touching his face randomly.

She didn't know how hard it was for him just now, and he almost lost his patience.

……

Mu Qianqian went to the cafeteria to eat and was pestered by a boy.

"Miss, can you add my contact information?" the boy said casually.

Mu Qianqian refused, "Sorry, my phone is out of battery."

The boy stopped in front of her and said to himself: "Tell me your number and I'll save it."

Fang Yanran recognized the boy and whispered to Mu Qianqian, "He is just like Yao Xuaner, both of them got in through their family. I heard that he changes girlfriends frequently. Qianqian, we'd better not provoke him."

There were also people whispering around.

"Who has Young Master Feng set his sights on now? Didn't he just break up with the beauty from the literature department a few days ago?"

"Isn't this the genius student Mu Qianqian? Her eyesight seems to be not very good, but her appearance is really amazing, a hundred times more beautiful than in the photo!"

"She is so beautiful. I think she is much prettier than Mr. Feng's ex-girlfriend."

"Forget it. Since she's favored by Master Feng, she probably can't escape his clutches. Tsk tsk. Our school will have another love-struck girl."

Mr. Feng’s real name is Feng Song. He is a well-known playboy at the University of Finance and Economics. He changes girlfriends more frequently than he changes clothes.

He basically succeeded in getting all the girls he targeted.

Mr. Feng is tall, good-looking, and his family is rich. It is hard for a girl not to be tempted by a tall, rich, and handsome man like him.

However, Feng Song's feelings came and went quickly, and he got tired of it after two days.

By then... Mu Qianqian will probably be like his ex-girlfriends and won't let go.