The group pet goblin will not die

Chapter 502 Fu Qiye is a good wife and mother

When he woke up again, Beiou rubbed his eyes, and quickly picked up the binoculars to look over.

I saw that there was no one there, and the dining table was cleared.

He quickly looked at the nearest waiter and asked:
"Hello, where are the men and women who ate there just now?"

"They two left 10 minutes ago."

"Thank you!"

Bei Ou hurriedly took the binoculars and car keys, and quickly chased him out.

He got into the car, started the car and left, with only one thought in his mind:
The young lady and Fu Moshen must be found as soon as possible!Otherwise, Master Qi will definitely shoot him to death!

But after looking around and around the Fu Group, they didn't see Fu Moshen or Quan Qiao.

Bei Ou was so anxious that he was about to cry, so he found an Internet cafe, and used his decent hacking skills to locate the two of them.

The final result is also: the device is not in the service area.

day!
Not in the service area, is this going to outer space!

It's over, it's over, he actually lost his young lady, and his life is not long!

Although Bei Ou was so frightened that he was about to die, he mustered up his courage and prepared to call Fu Yi with trepidation.

But before it was broadcast, a text message suddenly popped up on the phone.

When Bei Ou saw the text message, his face was complicated and considered.

In the end, he didn't make a call after all.

the other side.

It took Fu Yi a whole day to finally arrange the items needed for the engagement day.

When he returned to the villa, he saw that the villa was completely dark and empty, without any figure.

Hasn't Quan Qiao come back yet?
Fu Yi was puzzled and walked around the villa.

Everywhere was clean, except for the leftover breakfast on the microwave in the kitchen, and the dishes were not washed.

There was a helpless and doting smile on the corner of his mouth, he took off his suit and hung it on the floor stand, and put on his apron again.

Rolling up the sleeves of the white shirt, revealing the white and strong arms.

He stood in front of the kitchen counter and began to tidy up.

Two or 10 minutes later, the entire kitchen was clean and as clean as a sterile operating room.

After Fu Yi finished everything, he walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. He looked up at the wall clock on the wall.

Eleven at night.

Quan Qiao hasn't come back yet?
He finally couldn't bear it anymore and dialed Quan Qiao's cell phone.

The receiver prompts: "Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable..."

Vaguely aware that something was wrong, Fu Yi immediately dialed Bei Ou's phone and asked:
"Where is Quan Qiao?"

"Seventh... Lord Seventh."

Beiou tried to keep calm and replied: "Young Madam is in Fu Moshen's company, and has a meeting with all the shareholders to discuss the plan for the development of the small village.

She said that this plan is very tricky and it will take a lot of time to prove her ability.

The young lady also said to let you go to bed early, so you don't have to wait for her.

I have been waiting for the young lady outside the meeting room, and after she finishes her work, I will send her back to the villa! "

Fu Yi's worried expression finally eased a little.

Bei Ou was his most trusted special assistant, so he didn't have any doubts.

As for what he said just now, Quan Qiao was telling him that there is no need to worry about her or help her, she needs to prove her own ability.

Quan Qiao is always so stubborn, never willing to use his resources.

It seems to be clinging to him, but in fact, he has not asked for anything from him.

Except for the body...

After Fu Yi hung up the phone, he forced himself to wait quietly.

Sometimes when he is working on a project, he often stays up all night.

Without thinking too much, he got up and walked into the kitchen again to cook porridge for Quan Qiao.

She has been busy all day and needs to nourish her stomach.

He didn't notice at all that at this moment, he was like a good wife and loving mother, quietly waiting for the man's return at home...

(End of this chapter)