Don't bother, the real daughter, she is recommended to Qingbei Zhibo

After the meal, Wen Qingqing said goodbye and left. When Ning Zhi saw her off, the two of them even added friends to provide assistance when necessary.

Ning Zhi went to the supermarket to buy some things and came back. She was still far away when she saw a light on next door to her house, and she couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Fu Qian is back today too?

A familiar car stopped in front of Ning Zhi. Fu Jiqing, who was driving, smiled and said hello, "Good evening, auntie. Do you need any help?"

Ning Zhi shook her head, and she bought some snacks and drinks. He really didn't need his help.

"Then, auntie, can you do us a favor?"

Ning Zhi was a little confused, what could she do to help them?
  Fu Xiangxiao, the co-pilot, glanced at Fu Jiqing and understood what his idea was. However, for the uncle who was so busy that he hadn't eaten all day, he very much agreed with Fu Jiqing's idea.

Fu Qian, who was sitting on the sofa deep in thought, didn't even notice that the three people came in. He pointed at the coffee table without raising his head and motioned for them to put their things down.

Realizing that someone was standing still in front of him, Fu Qian couldn't help but frown and looked over. After seeing Ning Zhi, he was stunned and his expression immediately relaxed.

"I heard that a certain Mr. Fu hasn't eaten yet today? Are you planning to imitate the tyrant in the novel and have a stomach problem as a standard for tyrants?"

Hearing Ning Zhi's strange words, Fu Qian felt very guilty. He reached out to Ning Zhi and whispered, "I was really busy today, so I forgot about it."

"Then when are you not busy?" Ning Zhi smiled.

"Now."

Ning Zhi broke away from his hand and raised her chin slightly, "Eat."

Fu Jiqing put down his dinner and ran away with Fu Xiangxiao. Why not wait for his uncle to come to his senses and discipline them?

The living room was very quiet, except for the occasional sound of Fu Qian eating, there was no other sound.

Ning Zhi kept looking at her phone. Fu Qian knew that she was angry. After finishing the meal, he hesitated and planned to send the things to the kitchen himself.

As soon as he stood up, Ning Zhi held him down and sat back on the sofa. "There's no need to pack things in a hurry. Fu Qian, come and tell me, what do you think?"

"I was wrong." Fu Qian admitted his mistake without hesitation.

Maybe it was because he admitted his mistake too quickly. Ning Zhi was stunned for a moment, then laughed after realizing it, "Has he admitted his mistake so quickly? Did it go over his head?"

"Of course I passed," Fu Qian said seriously, and then he took Ning Zhi's hand again and lowered his voice, "I was wrong and I will never do it again. Please don't be angry, okay?"

Ning Zhi did not take out her hand this time, but looked at Fu Qian very calmly, "I can understand if you eat later, but why don't you eat? If you don't eat for a day, you might as well go directly to the world of cultivating immortals. How good is it to live without food? .”

"No." Fu Qian shook his head. He moved to Ning Zhi's side and said pitifully, "I swear there won't be a next time."

Fu Qian, such a big man, made a pitiful expression without any sense of violation... Ning Zhi looked away, no, if she continued to look at her, she would become soft-hearted.

Sensing her attitude, Fu Qian struck while the iron was hot and moved closer, "There really is no next time. I will definitely eat and rest on time in the future. Don't be angry, okay?"

"Are you eating for me?"

"No, give it to me," Fu Qian said quickly. He was really afraid that Ning Zhi would have a cold war with him again. He really couldn't stand it, not at all.

Ning Zhi shook her head and looked at Fu Qian with flat eyes, "When will you learn to care about your own body as much as you care about me? Or, why don't you just take care of yourself for me?"

Fu Qian reached out and hugged her, put his chin on her shoulder and rubbed it gently, "I'm sorry for making you worry again." "You know that too?"

"What I said is true. I won't do it again."

Ning Zhi pinched the back of his neck like a kitten, "I hope you will do what you say."

"Most definitely."

When Ning Muqi thought about the fact that his sister had not come back after being sent away for an hour, he almost thought that Ning Zhi had lost it, so he hurriedly grabbed his cell phone to make a call.

However, after hearing Ning Zhi say that he was next door, Ning Muqi's head was full of black lines again, "Then don't you know to tell me? I thought you were abducted by aliens."

"Then you didn't want to save me?"

"I think you can bring the aliens back with you."

Ning Zhi raised her hand and pressed her eyebrows. Something was wrong. She had become so childish, and she started arguing with Ning Muqi again.

"I'll go back later."

After hanging up the phone, Ning Zhi turned to look at Fu Qian, who had also sat up straight, as if nothing had happened.

"If you don't want to have the stomach trouble that comes with being a boss, I'll ask you to eat well and rest well, okay?"

"Okay." Fu Qian nodded without hesitation. He was not a tyrant. If a tyrant were to have stomach problems as standard, if he felt uncomfortable and made his family feel distressed, then he was simply sick.

Ning Zhi didn't know what he was thinking, so she gave him a few more instructions and left with her things.

Not long after Ning Zhi left, Fu Xiangxiao and Fu Jiqing walked in. They first tentatively looked at Fu Qian's expression and found that there was no problem before they walked in.

Without Fu Qian asking, Fu Jiqing directly told how they met Ning Zhi at the door.

Fu Qian clicked his tongue lightly. He knew that he could not blame them, but himself. After all, he had indeed not eaten for a day. If this happened to his brother, he would do the same thing.

"Okay, now that your mission is completed, you can leave."

However, before the two of them responded, Ning Zhi came back again. She sat opposite Fu Qian with a serious expression, which suddenly made his calm heart suddenly start to hang around again.

"Azhi, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Fu's birthday is tomorrow?"

The living room was quiet for a moment. Fu Xiangxiao and Fu Jiqing subconsciously looked at their uncle, while Fu Qian was stunned for a moment, then slapped his forehead and said, "I forgot to remind you about this."

Ning Zhi smiled and said that she had forgotten something these days. She always felt that there was something she wanted to ask Fu Qian, but she couldn't remember it.

Just after she returned home, Ning Muqi asked him about the tea she had asked him to bring back two days ago. She suddenly remembered this matter and hurried over to ask.

Fu Qian coughed lightly, "It's okay. There won't be anyone else present anyway. It's just a family dinner. If you don't remember, it doesn't matter if I go directly to you tomorrow."

Could this be okay? ?
  Ning Zhi feels that although her EQ is not as high as her IQ, it is not that low, right?
  Fu Qian was too busy these days and forgot about it. He comforted Ning Zhi a few words, and then his eyes fell on Fu Xiangxiao. The latter's mouth twitched slightly, and he said bravely, "Yes, aunt, it's just a normal home." When people gather for dinner, you don’t have to worry about other things, there will definitely be no outsiders.”