When Old Madam Fu was teaching Fu Junyu, a servant brought Fu Yanqing's nutritious meal over. Song Wanwan quickly stood up and accepted it
As she got up and moved, her position changed. She sat beside Fu Yanqing, one on the left and one on the right, with Fu Junyu sitting in the middle.
From the looks of it, the three of them looked like a family of three sitting together.
Song Wanwan picked up the soup and looked at Fu Yanqing. "Mommy will feed you."
Fu Yanqing looked up at Song Wanwan. The person in front of him was his mother, but he didn't like her at all. "I can do it myself."
He had never called Song Wanwan 'mom' before. From what he knew, his mother did not like him either. It could be said that she even hated him very much.
"An'an is the best." Song Wanwan was so happy that she didn't pretend to be a kind mother. She put down the soup and asked the servant to serve another serving. She looked at Fu Yanqing gently. "Drink slowly, don't choke."
Old Madam Fu did not say anything else and looked at the scene in front of her in satisfaction.
Fu Junyu glanced at his son, who was too lazy to speak, and said in a cold voice, "Grandma, there's no need to hold the wedding."
As soon as he said this, the expressions of the people in the living room changed. Old Madam Fu looked at her grandson and could not figure out what he was thinking.
The Song couple did not look happy. Song Wanwan's eyes were red, but since she had the upbringing of a young lady from a prestigious family, no matter how sad she was, she could not show it easily.
Fu Junyu looked at Fu Yanqing, who was quietly and obediently drinking his soup, "I'll arrange a time to register the marriage with Wanwan."
Song Wanwan's heart was soothed by his words. She looked at Fu Junyu lovingly.
Fu Yanqing put down the spoon and looked at Fu Junyu. "I'm full."
Fu Junyu didn't say anything. After Fu Yanqing wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, he stood up and picked up the little boy. "I've been a little busy recently, so I won't be going back to the old residence. An'an, follow me."
After Fu Junyu and his son left, Old Madam Fu looked at the Song couple and Song Wanwan. "This child…"
Sighing, Old Madam Fu said, "The wedding was canceled. The Fu family was in the wrong and let down your Song family first. Now that Yu'er's attitude is firm, we can only ask the two in-laws to understand. The Fu family will support the investment plan of the South Sea."
In the end, Old Madam Fu looked at Song Wanwan. "You silly child, the father and son have already left. Why aren't you following them? A loving relationship won't be nurtured by the two of you like that."
…
In the Chinese restaurant.
Song Suisui ate her favorite peony shrimp and stared at Song Nian with puffed cheeks.
Song Nian had no appetite. She took out her phone and looked at the message again. The sender was Song Wanwan. [The wedding has been canceled. It will be postponed. Regarding the wedding dress, I would like to ask Queen to redesign it. The price is not a problem.]
The fingers of her thumb fiddled with the phone interface. Those confident and arrogant words fell into her eyes. Song Nian's red lips curved slightly as she snorted coldly. Her eyes were filled with mockery.
Song Wanwan, if you want to marry Fu Junyu, you have to ask for my permission first.
"Beautiful sister…"
"What's wrong?" Looking down at her beautiful daughter, the coldness in Song Nian's eyes dissipated, leaving only gentleness. "Are you full?"
Song Suisui shook her head and pointed at the hat beside her. "Put it on quickly. The big pig and my brother are here."
As soon as the child's voice fell, a light wind chime sounded.
After putting the hat on Song Suisui and confirming that there was no problem, Song Nian turned to look.
Fu Junyu, who had a chiseled appearance, exhibited a sickly beauty that was pleasing to the eye. He carried his miniature version of himself and appeared in the Chinese restaurant amidst respectful attitudes amongst the staff.
Looking at the person who appeared in her field of vision, Song Nian narrowed her peach blossom eyes dangerously.
The repeated encounters, if not coincidences, were ulterior motives.
This man was really cunning, it was unlucky that she was targeted to be pestered by him.
Did Fu Junyu discover something?