Fu Dongchen originally had a gentle expression on his face, but when he heard this, he pursed his lips tightly and his eyes were heavy, like a harbinger of a storm coming.

Qi Boyan raised his brows lightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Or do you want to follow the momentum of the adoptive parents' house and climb up?"

Fu Dongchen felt that he was insulted, and felt that he had nothing to talk about with Qi Boyan, so he snorted coldly, turned his head and wanted to leave.

But a word from Qi Boyan made him stop again.

"If you took my place, it means you owe me. In this case, what right do you think my request is too much?"

Fu Dongchen hesitated, turned his head again, and stated to him expressionlessly, "I just want to be filial in front of my parents, so that they have raised me for so many years!"

Qi Boyan smiled slowly again.

His expression is used to being indifferent, and when there is a smile on his face, he is still indescribably cold.

"With a biological son, do you need an adopted son?"

Fu Dongchen pursed his lips again.

Because of Qi Boyan's words, he really didn't feel good about him.

A big man has such a small mind!
"Whether you need it or not, it's not up to you!"

Fu Dongchen squeezed out these words unceremoniously, and then walked out without staying in the yard.

There is quite a decision to disagree with each other.

As soon as the others left, Meng Yao poked Qi Boyan, "Okay, why are you saying these things?"

Qi Boyan had an innocent face, "Isn't this what Yaoyao wants me to say?"

Meng Yao stared far away, "When did I ask you to say this?"

Qi Boyan smiled and took Meng Yao's hand and kissed him, "Although Yaoyao didn't say anything, I understand what you mean."

Meng Yao: "..."

"If your guess is true, he hangs around in Fu's house, and Qiao Xiyan also hangs out in Fu's house, wouldn't there be more opportunities for Yaoyao to deal with her? How could Yaoyao be happy?"

Meng Yao couldn't help but smacked Xia's mouth, "What you said seems to be right!"

Qi Boyan couldn't help pulling Meng Yao into his arms, his brows were full of tenderness, "Of course, I'm thinking from Yaoyao's point of view wholeheartedly!"

Meng Yao felt more and more that Qi Boyan was hiding his sweet words, and he was not at all as indifferent as when he first met him.

She snuggled into Qi Boyan's arms, poked his sharp face, "You pass."

Qi Boyan couldn't help laughing again.

……

Qi Boyan has not returned home to visit Liu Cuihua, Meng Yao can't leave here, so Qi Boyan can only go back by himself.

When she went back, Meng Yao was already preparing soup for Jiang Huizhi.

Old man Sun seemed to attach great importance to it, and asked Meng Yao to bring out herbal recipes, and studied with her what kind of soup to cook.

Qi Boyan watched the two seriously discussing the medicinal diet, and he felt a little doubtful.

Yaoyao's culinary skills are indeed good, but she seems to know nothing about medical skills. Since when did she cook herbal meals, even Dr. Sun values ​​the effect so much?

Meng Yao made Jiang Huizhi's medicinal food in a small pot. After all, the space she used was too magical. If the amount was large, if someone else drank it, there would be no way to explain what symptoms would appear.

Uncle Hu came here after smelling the smell. He wanted to have a meal, but seeing that Meng Yao did so little, he couldn't help it. Speaking of which, Meng Yao was stingy.

"You say you do it, who can eat and drink enough to make such a small amount? Do you only think of old lady Jiang, and never think that my old man needs to make up for it?"

"Wait for Uncle Hu to do it for you!"

Uncle Hu was not happy, he groaned and said: "No, I want to open a small stove too, the same small stove as old lady Jiang, if you do it alone with her, you will definitely do better!"

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