We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

Chapter 281 She is too enthusiastic and nosy

Fu Ruoshi took a closer look and found that the girl looked familiar.

Isn’t this the girl who called her brother-in-law at the hospital gate that day?

"Didn't you tell me that there was no one at home?" Fu Ruoshi's face darkened as there were outsiders present. "Isn't such a grown-up person a human being?"

He threw the Saint Laurent on the table and said, "This is for you."

After saying that, he sat alone on the sofa, crossed his legs and looked at his phone.

When he wasn't smiling or talking, his aura was fully exposed. Even someone as familiar as Qingqing felt a little scared and couldn't help but shrink closer to Wen Zhixia.

Wen Zhixia noticed that he was sulking, so she introduced him kindly, "This is Zou Qing. I performed CPR on her in the hospital that day. She came to get something from me and will be leaving soon."

"Yes, brother-in-law," Qingqing stood up with a tactful look, "I didn't know you were coming, so I won't bother you for now. I wish you and sister happiness."

After she finished speaking, she was about to leave, but Wen Zhixia suddenly remembered something and called her, "What about the questions you don't know how to answer?"

Qingqing said, "It's okay, sister. I can handle it myself. I can't disturb you and brother-in-law."

Wen Zhixia took her test paper and took a look at it.

Many of the mistakes are due to the same knowledge point. As long as you understand one point, you can make fewer mistakes next time.

"Eh? Fu Ruoshi," Wen Zhixia suddenly remembered, "You went abroad for college and your English is good. Why don't you talk to her about it? I'll go to the kitchen and prepare the dishes."

Fu Ruoshi almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

"Are you kidding me?" He looked at Wen Zhixia in shock. "I'm tutoring elementary school students? Does she know who I am? Would she listen if I dared to talk? Do you know how much I charge for a lecture at school?"

Wen Zhixia saw him putting on such a big airs in front of outsiders, and then thought about how shameless he was in front of her. The contrast was so great that she wanted to laugh.

When there are outsiders around, we still have to give him the face he deserves.

"Sister, who is your brother-in-law?" Qingqing was very flattering. "He looks very impressive."

"We sell chips," Wen Zhixia said seriously. "We also sell graphics cards, especially gaming graphics cards."

Qingqing's eyes lit up, "Wow! High-tech, so amazing!"

"Super impressive." Wen Zhixia continued to praise him, "MIT, a child of destiny."

Mr. Fu's mouth corners were almost raised to the sky.

This was the first time Wen Zhixia acknowledged himself so much in front of outsiders. The fact that he didn't laugh out loud was an amazing act of perseverance.

Seeing him trying to suppress his laughter, Wen Zhixia struck while the iron was hot, "Qingqing has a congenital heart disease. She was ostracized by the teacher in class, so she had no choice but to ask me to look at her homework. Isn't junior high English as easy as 1+1 for you? Please help her look at it."

As she spoke, she adjusted her apron virtuously, "I'll go cook. I also prepared a gift for you."

Her attitude was so good that even though Fu Ruoshi knew she wanted something from him, he wanted to carry her to the bed and give her a big kiss.

"Okay, okay, I got it," he said gruffly, pretending to be the head of the family. "You cook, I'll help her."

Wen Zhixia achieved her goal and returned to the kitchen.

Fu Ruoshi also discovered that Wen Zhixia was the same as before, too enthusiastic and nosy, but he was colder than her. He would not interfere in these outsiders' affairs if he could, as he did not want to cause unnecessary trouble.

This is where they are completely different.

"Give it to me?" Fu Ruoshi looked at Qingqing. "What's the question? Give it to me."

Qingqing quickly handed over the paper.

That night at the hospital entrance, when she didn't see Fu Ruo clearly, she thought he was quite friendly. But after seeing him clearly tonight, she felt that his aura was too strong. Just standing next to him made her inexplicably nervous.

Fu Ruoshi took a quick look. He usually practiced English in practice, so he had long forgotten what he had memorized by rote. Fortunately, he still remembered the basic grammatical principles.

"This is a non-finite sentence. The verb after the preposition is ing..."

"That's the infinitive."

"Same goes for this."

"All of your mistakes are the same. Correct them all using this approach."

He spoke concisely and to the point, without any accusations or ridicule, but Qingqing still felt a strong sense of oppression, as if the air around them would stagnate as soon as he opened his mouth.

She didn't dare to smile at all and immediately started to make changes.

While she was correcting the questions, Fu Ruoshi's gaze couldn't help but drift towards the kitchen.

Wen Zhixia was busy with her work, her back to him. Her shoulder-length black hair was loosely tied behind her ears with a rubber band, and there was a bow on the hair tie.

The pot was heated, steam was rising, and fragrance was overflowing from the kitchen. The rental house of dozens of square meters was filled with the smell of fireworks, making him feel the warmth of home that he had hardly felt since he was a child.

My eyes are sore.

Fu Ruoshi stared at her in a trance, as if he had already started living a married life with her, one busy in the kitchen while the other helped the children with their homework.

"Brother-in-law?"

Qingqing's voice woke him up from his fantasy.

"I've changed it."

Fu Ruoshi took a look and felt that there was no big problem.

While Wen Zhixia was still here, he asked Qingqing, "How can you be so sure that I'm your brother-in-law? Have you seen my marriage certificate with your sister?"

Qingqing shivered a little when she was stared at by his penetrating eyes.

But she still mustered up the courage, "It's obvious, brother-in-law, the way my sister looks at you is almost full of stars. Isn't that the way you look at your lover?"

Fu Ruoshi was a little surprised. This little girl was a good businesswoman. She was so good at talking and every word she said could touch other people's hearts.

"Give me the test paper and I'll explain the rest of the questions to you."

After twenty minutes, the topic was almost covered.

Wen Zhixia also came out with the ingredients.

The steaming hot sukiyaki pot, desserts and side dishes will whet your appetite on a cold winter night.

"Qingqing, why don't you come with us..."

Fu Ruoshi saw that she was too enthusiastic and quickly stopped her, "I still have homework to do when I get home, what are you going to eat?"

"Oh, right, right," Qingqing understood very well. "Sister, I understood everything my brother-in-law said. I'll go back and review. I'll bring gifts to see you next time. Bye!"

Wen Zhixia nodded, "Then be careful. If you have any questions, send me a WeChat message."

As soon as Qingqing left, Mr. Fu couldn't help himself.

"Are you familiar with her? How dare you let a stranger into your house?" He took a sip of sake, sat down and complained, "She didn't even know to close the door. If she were a thief and took all your things, where would you go to find her?"

"How is that possible? Eat your food." Wen Zhixia sat down calmly. "Qingqing's teacher cut corners in her lessons and forced them to take tutoring classes after school. She came from a poor family and didn't take any classes, so she got treated harshly. I think the teacher was quite excessive. I just wanted to help her, but it's not as complicated as you think."

"Then you can't be completely defenseless against people, right? How do you prove that she has no bad intentions? How do you prove that she doesn't want to take advantage of you?"

"What proof do you need?" Wen Zhixia was speechless. "I can't just doubt that she wants to harm me and not help her."

Fu Ruoshi: "What if she becomes dependent on you?"

"How can she, a junior high school student, rely on me?"

"Poverty breeds cunning schemes, while wealth breeds conscience. She sees that you and I can profit, so why can't she rely on it?"

"You are prejudiced. Do rich people have no evil intentions?"

"I want you to be safe."

"You want me to stay out of this." Wen Zhixia looked at him, "If you were Qingqing, wouldn't you want someone to help you?"

The two of them once again had differences in their ideas, and since they both had strong and argumentative personalities, once they started arguing, it would never end.