MTL - The Stepmother of a Wealthy Family Takes Care of Her Baby In Reverse In a Variety Show-Chapter 10 Is a kiss considered a request?

Chapter 10 Is a kiss considered a request?

Fu Suiyan seemed to understand why Qu Ning drank his bowl of fish soup.

 But how did she know that he didn't like chives?

Would she secretly inquire about it and then show it to others?

 Auntie said that she is very good at acting for others.

Hmm, that must be the case.

 After Fu Suiyan was entangled in his heart for a few seconds, his mood suddenly became brighter.

 He picked up the spoon, fearing that Qu Ning would come down and grab it from him again, so he was ready to quickly drink the bowl of crucian carp soup without chives.

 After taking the first sip, his face was filled with smiles.

 After finishing the second sip, the aunt asked him: "Does it taste good, Suisui?"

 Fu Suiyan nodded: "Yeah, it tastes really good."

"As long as it tastes good." The aunt said with a smile on her face: "My wife bought this crucian carp yesterday and put it in the fish pond to raise. My wife was bored just now, so she caught two and asked me to stew the fish soup early, so that we can wait for the year to come. It’s just right to come down and have fish soup after packing up.”

 ‘Gudong’ sound.

 After swallowing the second mouthful of fish soup, Fu Suiyan was stunned again.

 After a long while, he raised his face and asked his aunt: "Did she ask you to stew the crucian carp soup?"

Auntie nodded: "It's my wife."

Fu Suiyan was very reluctant to believe that it was Qu Ning who asked his aunt to make crucian carp soup for him.

 His love for drinking crucian carp soup is obviously known only to his aunt and father.

 Oh, he knows, her father must have told her, so this is also her acting for everyone to see.

Fu Suiyan looked down at the fragrant fish soup in the bowl. He struggled for a while and finally decided not to accept her favor.

 So he put the spoon back into the soup bowl.

 Push the soup bowl away again.

 Then he stood up, patted his **** and left.

Auntie was surprised: "Sui Sui, you just took two sips, why don't you stop drinking?"

 Fu Suiyan turned around, patted his belly and said, "Auntie, I'm full."

"But...this..." The aunt looked at Fu Suiyan's walking back, then looked at the bowl of fish soup that he had only taken two mouthfuls of: "Oh, this kid."

Who just said that if Qu Ning asked her aunt to make the fish soup, she would walk upside down? 】

　　　【Hahahaha, I'm getting rich, Qu Ning actually played such a trick, but in the end, Sui Sui didn't appreciate her at all. 】

　　【Mainly because Qu Ning has been so annoying from the time it started airing to now. 】

　　【I don’t want Sui Sui after taking two sips of fish soup. I don’t think Sui Sui is rude and I should demoralize her like this. 】

  【Good job every year. 】

Qu Ning, who was not in the camera at this time, was standing outside the study with a bowl of fish soup.

 She just went to the bedroom, and Fu Xuan was not there.

 She called Fu Xuan directly and learned that he was in the study. She immediately came over with fish soup.

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 She knocked politely.

Fu Xuan's deep voice came from the study: "Come in."

Qu Ning pushed the door open and saw Fu Xuan sitting behind his desk, answering the phone.

Qu Ning stepped softly and carefully held the fish soup in her hand, fearing that it would accidentally spill on the expensive carpet.

Fu Xuan was still on the phone at that time, his voice was low and cold: "We have taken enough dividends from the storm, and now the decline is tragically beyond expectations. Shouldn't we have expected it?"

  Qu Ning pricked up his ears and listened.

“Your industrial chain is brewing a new equilibrium, but I don’t have your new opportunities here. Someone will connect with you.”

call ended.

 Fu Xuan put the phone aside. He raised his eyes to look at Qu Ning, who was listening to him answer the phone outside his desk, and asked, "Is something wrong?"

 Qu Ning put the fish soup on the table: "Mr. Fu, this is fresh crucian carp soup just out of the pot."

Fu Xuan’s eyes stayed on Qu Ning’s face for a moment, then fell on the bowl of steaming fish soup, and asked: “What did you put in it?”

Qu Ning was stunned by the question.

She straightened her expression and said: "Curian carp is quite fishy. In order to suppress the smell, I marinate it with onion, ginger, garlic and cooking wine, and also make two fried eggs..."

 Speaking loudly.

After she finished speaking, Fu Xuan spoke up: "I'm asking what medicine was put in this time."

 Qu Ning choked up: “…”

Although she remained calm on the face, she shouted in her heart: Damn it!

Did the original person poison this newlywed husband? ?

 It shouldn’t be!

The original person liked Su Xianlin and had a cooperative relationship with Fu Xuan. Why did he poison Fu Xuan? Could it be that he didn't want to be a scumbag and wanted Fu Xuan's wealth that could rival the country's?

"Can't you remember what medicine you gave me today?" When he asked this question, Fu Xuan had already looked away.

Qu Ning said strangely: "There is no medicine..."

Fu Xuan lowered his head and continued to review the plan document that he had not finished reviewing before answering the phone call. Probably due to some influence from the phone call just now, his face was cold and he looked impatient.

Ignoring his mood, Qu Ning put her arms on the table, leaned over slightly and said to him, "Can I say a few words?"

 Fu Xuan did not look at her, but responded: "Please help yourself."

Based on the call she just heard, Qu Ning suggested unhurriedly: "Actually, the potential demand brought about by the price entering the downward channel may not necessarily become a catalyst. The main reason is that the unexpected situation has disturbed the mentality of investors. We need to find the next stage of balance as soon as possible.”

Fu Xuan looked away from the acquisition book and turned to Qu Ning: "Did you understand just now?"

 Qu Ning raised her hand, put her index finger and thumb together, and said with a smile: "Yi Diu Du, a layman's opinion, Mr. Fu doesn't need to take it seriously."

Fu Xuan tugged at the corner of his lips: "Finding the balance state of the next stage requires a process, and this process is also a fierce game. If you say so, I am really looking forward to seeing the accelerated evolution of the survival of the fittest between cross-border enterprises and new power enterprises. Or, another dark horse appears.”

 Qu Ning gave a thumbs up: "Mr. Fu has a plan."

 Fu Xuan: "Stop blowing rainbow farts, stop blowing, what are you doing to me?"

Qu Ning chuckled: "Mr. Fu, you won't interfere with how I take care of your son, right?"

 It’s almost noon.

 As soon as noon passes, we will set off to record the program.

 She had to say hello to Fu Xuan in advance and could not interfere with how she took care of her son on the show.

However, when Fu Xuan heard this, he did not immediately express his position.

 He ​​reached out and picked up the bowl of fish soup: "If what I put in today was not laxative but poison, I would have died quietly, and naturally no one would have interfered with how you take care of Sui Sui."

 Qu Ning’s mouth twitched.

How worried is this person about her drugging...

"There was no laxative or poison." Qu Ning said in a serious tone: "Also, Mr. Fu, remember to avoid prophecies when speaking, and don't talk about death all the time. It is unlucky."

 Fu Xuan's expression softened: "Okay, don't mention it."

 He drank the bowl of fish soup.

Even though she said she had put poison, she didn't even blink when she drank it.

Qu Ning reached out to take the bowl. Fu Xuan avoided her hand and put the bowl aside: "Someone will come to clean it up. You don't need to do any of this, including bringing me fish soup."

After speaking, he looked at her: "Just go and record the show with peace of mind. I won't interfere with anything you do."

Qu Ning was relieved now.

However, after thinking about it, Fu Xuan was so confident that she would take care of Sui Sui, so he must also have requirements, so he took the initiative and asked: "Mr. Fu, do you have any requirements?"

Fu Xuan lowered his eyes slightly and whispered, "Does a kiss count as a request?"

 (End of this chapter)