The Stepmother of a Wealthy Family Takes Care of Her Baby In Reverse In a Variety Show

　Today due to weather conditions, the live broadcast ended early.

 Without the camera, Qu Ning feels much more comfortable doing everything and has more energy in cooking.

She was humming a little tune while chopping vegetables.

 At this time in the house.

After Fu Suiyan came in, he walked directly to Fu Xuan and said, "Dad, I didn't hear what you just said clearly. Can you say it again?"

 Fu Xuan unplugged the power in the room, but ignored Fu Suiyan.

"dad?"

“Let’s discuss this matter another day.” Fu Xuan stood up and walked out, “I’ll help with the cooking.”

And with this sentence of "no hope," you made Fu Xuan look disappointed.

Just now, Fu Xuan heard the staff calling it a day, so the live broadcast must have ended early.

 “Hey~” Fu Suiyan looked flattering again, holding Fu Xuan’s arm and shaking it.

 “Hmm.” Fu Xuan unplugged the power and put the phone away.

Fu Suiyan turned his back to Fu Xuan and said in a loud voice, "No."

 Fu Xuan: "Only those without filial piety will be afraid of thunder."

 Fu Xuan: “Yeah.”

The thunder came so suddenly that Qu Ning was startled, and subconsciously he forgot to move half a step away from Fu Xuan.

 The relationship between father and son has always been a bit awkward. Fu Xuan doesn't like to talk too much, and you don't like to explain. Fu Suiyan is always very arrogant and has a little temper of his own, but he can be easily manipulated.

"But I have a filial piety. I am a filial son. Dad, don't worry. I will definitely not take off your oxygen mask in the future." Fu Suiyan patted his chest and said.

Fu Xuan chuckled and said, "There is a saying in the countryside. Do you want to hear it?"

 He originally planned to continue this topic and continue to explain clearly what Sui Sui wanted to know and what Sui Sui should know.

 Fu Xuan put down his cell phone and leaned back to look at Fu Suiyan: "If you don't tell me, how will I know what you want to know?"

Fu Suiyan hugged Fu Xuan's arm tightly, and asked with curiosity written all over his face: "What common saying?"

 So, she is not his mother. But Fu Xuan asked: "Just because she doesn't remember you, she is not qualified to be your mother, and you don't want to be your mother, right?"

 Fu Suiyan's answer was pure and simple: "If she is my mother, then why doesn't she remember me? She doesn't seem to know me at all."

His tone is like coaxing a child.

Qu Ning was particularly surprised. She thought Fu Xuan was just taking her words casually. How could he really come to cook in person?

 It turned out that he was serious.

Qu Ning asked casually. When she heard Fu Xuan's yes, Qu Ning handed the spatula in her hand to him: "What about you?"

 Fu Xuan raised his eyelids and stared at him: "What else do you want to say?"

Qu Ning was stunned.

 But Fu Xuan still asked: "Why don't you hope?"

 Fu Suiyan’s expression was very complicated.

"It's normal not to believe it. I've never seen you cooking, right?"

She put all the vegetables that needed to be blanched into the pot first. Fu Xuan came behind her, and she said, "Mr. Fu, are you here to help?"

Qu Ning moved away uncomfortably and was about to add some firewood, but at this moment, a burst of thunder sounded again, rumbling, and Qu Ning was so frightened that she buried her head on Fu Xuan's chest.

"You said..." Fu Suiyan frowned and asked, "Is Qu Ning really my mother?"

 The firewood is burning vigorously.

As soon as Qu Ning finished speaking, a rumble of thunder sounded.

 Fu Xuan: "Do you hope she is?"

The rumble of thunder sounded. Fu Suiyan was startled and hugged Fu Xuan's arm, "Dad, I'm scared."

 Fu Xuan took it seriously: "Okay."

 But Suisui's words "I don't want to" gave up all his thoughts.

Fu Suiyan lost his temper and moved to Fu Xuan's side in a flattering manner: "Dad~"

 The thunder was so loud.

He looked at his father's serious expression, unsure whether he could get the answer he wanted.

 The two of them were very close to each other.

“You’re not a child, you’re still guessing!” Qu Ning touched his chin: “If you don’t know how, don’t be brave. After all, this meal is not for you alone, but for the three of us.”

Fu Xuan naturally raised his hand and held Qu Ning's back: "It's okay."

This time it was Qu Ning's turn to worry. She didn't dare to walk away: "Can you cook?"

 Fu Suiyan followed him out.

 Fu Xuan laughed in a low voice: "You don't believe me so much?"

 “I don’t hope.” Fu Suiyan didn’t think twice and said directly, “No.”

 “You guess,” he said.

 Fu Xuan: "…Yes, filial piety leads to strength."

In the kitchen, Qu Ning is preparing to make three dishes and one soup. In fact, her cooking skills are limited and she cannot cook complicated dishes. She is better at home-cooked dishes.

 If it was really her mother, how could she not recognize her child?

  Qu Ning was scared to death.

She wasn't afraid at first, but the thunder sounded so terrifying, as if it was very close.

 Fu Suiyan, who was in the back, moved a small bench and sat there with his chin in his hands, watching Qu Ning and his father hug each other.