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

Qu Ning acted so eagerly that everyone could see that she really wanted to know who Suisui's biological mother was.

 Fu Xuan naturally saw her urgency: "Do you really want to know?"

 Qu Ning nodded: "You said we could talk to her, so I just want to know where she is now. Don't you really want to tell me?"

"If you want to know, of course I will tell you." Fu Xuan looked into her eyes and said.

Qu Ning couldn't see the perfunctory look in Fu Xuan's eyes. She raised her lips and smiled, then lowered her eyes: "Then... tell me?"

She realized that she had acted too eagerly just now, so as not to appear as if she was hiding ulterior motives, she restrained her external emotions.

 Only heard Fu Xuan say two words: "It's you."

Qu Ning was defeated and raised her hand to lift her hair: "Forget it, it's not that important whether you know or not. You want to talk about it or not."

I sneaked out and took a look, and saw that he was still sitting alone on the stool emoji.

It was already dawn. Fu Xuan didn't know when he got up. He had already put on his clothes and was standing beside her bed, leaning over to look at her.

Qu Ning spoke cheerfully and withdrew her hand: "I am willing to serve the God of Wealth."

She stood up pretendingly, "If you don't say anything, then I will go in."

The room suddenly became silent.

He answered while explaining: "You and Suisui sleep on the bed, and I sleep on the small bed."

The water dripped down the haystack and dripped on the steps. Soon, even the sound disappeared. For a moment, Qu Ning felt like he couldn't hear anything.

She has learned about her current family background. She is not considered to be a top-notch rich man, but her family has a good small company. She may be much inferior to the Fu family in terms of status, but compared to her biological mother who is older than her, Qu Ning's I don’t know how much my life experience has improved.

Qu Ning sat by the bed and watched him unbuttoning and taking off his coat with admiration: "Mr. Fu, why do you think you have to come to this remote rural area to suffer?"

"Mr. Fu, it's windy and cold at night, so be careful if you catch a cold." Qu Ning, who had left and returned, didn't see Fu Xuan come in for a long time, and thought he was gone.

 He said, stay with "you", not "you".

Qu Ning: "I miss my son and watch the live broadcast. Fortunately, it didn't rain heavily tonight, otherwise we wouldn't be able to sleep well tonight, and it might be difficult for you to leave tomorrow morning."

Her own body also became a little ethereal, soft, as if she was out of control, and was thrown into the clouds, which was very comfortable.

Moreover, the person who comforted her in the dream and threw her into the clouds was Fu Xuan.

 When her hand was retracted, Fu Xuan held her wrist and said softly: "Thank you."

  Qu Ning quickly fell into sleep, but tonight’s dream was a bit strange.

Qu Ning pointed to the bed and said to Fu Xuan: "This bed may be a bit cramped for three people."

 So this sentence is just for Qu Ning.

She deliberately slowed down her pace and pretended to leave, using her peripheral vision to catch a glimpse of Fu Xuan's movements.

 It doesn’t matter, the days ahead are long.

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Not long after Qu Ning entered, Fu Xuan also came in.

 Fu Xuan half-smiled: "What do you think?"

Qu Ning didn't think this room was small at first. Now Sui Sui was lying on the bed. She was standing beside the bed. After Fu Xuan walked in, she suddenly felt that the room was a bit small.

This time Qu Ning really went into the house.

 Fu Xuan knew that he had said something, but it had no substantive meaning.    She needs time to accept it, or is unwilling to accept it.

 The implication is, you can sleep on that small bed!

Yes, there is also a small folding bed, which is two meters long and 1.5 meters wide. It was brought by Fu Xuan. It does not take up much space when folded, but it looks okay when unfolded.

 The relationship between the two seems to be loving, but in fact it is all supported by Qu Ning's mouth and acting skills.

She thought about the dream for a while, and after thinking about it, she suddenly seemed to understand what was going on.

“So you think I’m joking, teasing you?” Fu Xuan looked at Qu Ning from close range: “Really?”

Qu Ning opened her eyes and saw Fu Xuan's face close at hand.

 Soon there was no sound at all.

His serious expression made Qu Ning feel that she didn't take him seriously.

Fu Xuan was the only one sitting outside. At this time, the rain was still falling, and the musty smell of wood that was originally floating in the air seemed to be diluted and was not as strong as before.

 She actually had a spring dream...

“Do you still want to chat?” Fu Xuan’s voice came.

Fu Xuan had a faint smile on his lips: "Are you dreaming?"

 “If I can’t live without you, I’ll always be by your side.”

 Fu Xuan curled his lips: "Do you believe it?"

 Then she woke up.

Qu Ning felt very ashamed, but she quickly comforted herself that it was just a dream. The shame in the dream was over, and no one would know anyway.

"You're not sincere at all, and it's boring to talk." Qu Ning crossed his hands on his chest: "I just want to know where Suisui's biological mother is and know more about it. This will also make it easier for me to take care of Suisui in the future. You don't want to follow me?" Say, forget it."

He rubbed the edge of the shawl with his fingertips: "It seems that the identity of the God of Wealth is quite important, and it is worthy of you giving me your only shawl."

 I experienced a lot of unhappy things today, so I put myself to sleep after lying on the bed.

Worried that the God of Wealth would be damaged by the cold wind, Qu Ning had no choice but to go in and open the suitcase, find the only shawl he brought, took it out and draped it on Fu Xuan.

But Qu Ning was thinking in general terms and did not think deeply about it.

Until a shawl was put on his shoulders and he was gathered up.

 As soon as Fu Xuan lowered his head, he could see the pair of slender hands holding his shawl.

　　is Qu Ning’s hand.

Qu Ning suddenly laughed out loud: "Mr. Fu, do you need to tease me like this?"

After a long while, she slowly turned her head and looked at Fu Xuan: "Me?"

 He sat upright and motionless.

 Sui Sui has fallen asleep.

"woke up?"

Fu Xuan raised his hand to take off his shawl, and then began to unbutton his clothes. His fingers had clear joints and long fingertips, and unbuttoning looked very pleasing to the eye.

"Of course it's important. After all, he's the only one for me." Qu Ning finished with a smile, then turned around and said, "Go in."

 But isn’t it a bad joke?

 She is Suisui's mother?

is it possible?

 No words are drafted!

And according to the information she learned, Suisui's mother was looked down upon by the Fu family because of her poor background. She went through several twists and turns, but under the persistence and efforts of the Fu family, she suddenly became a stickler. Fighting mandarin ducks separated Fu Xuan and Suisui's mother!

 On this point, she is completely incompatible with her.

After finishing speaking, Qu Ning saw that Fu Xuan didn't express his position, so she had to say: "How about I go sleep on that small bed, and you and Suisui sleep on the same bed?"

 Let’s see if he can tell the truth.

Fu Xuan's voice came from above.

 The night was cool and chilly, and Fu Xuan sat quietly alone for a long time without getting up.

Several frames of scenes with Fu Xuan appeared in her dream, like illusory reflections. His face was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear.

  She got on the bed, tucked the quilt under the sleeping Suisui, and then lay down to sleep.

 She wanted to provoke Fu Xuan.

 Fu Xuan laughed. He looked down at the shawl on his body, which had the Prada logo printed on it. He guessed that this should be the only one she brought.

 Qu Ning immediately denied it: “No!”

"That's right," Fu Xuan's smile deepened, "I heard your voice, please be gentle."

 Qu Ning: “…”