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386: Wanwan

He was old, and this time, overcome with anger, his vision went black and he collapsed onto the sofa. Soon after, his face turned purple, and he looked terrifying.

The people around him were frightened and immediately wanted to take him to the hospital.

The old president grabbed his subordinate's hand, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.

"Quickly, bring me the ginseng rootlets."

The subordinate dared not delay and ran to fetch the ginseng rootlets for him, which he then put directly into his mouth and chewed.

Soon, his face, which had turned as red as a pig's liver, returned to normal.

After he calmed down, he felt incredibly heartbroken.

Sun Lei only gave him two sticks. He ate some a few days ago, and now he's used up another one, so he's completely out of them.

But this incident only strengthened his resolve to obtain the blood ginseng.

Since the Xiao family is so ungrateful, then he shouldn't blame him for being impolite.

*

The next day, at the Fu family's residence.

Fu Yueci sat in the living room, smelling the perfume wafting from the sofa opposite her, and sneezed several times in a row from the irritation.

He rubbed his nose and looked at the two girls opposite him.

"Fu Wanwan, why aren't you home yet?"

Fu Wanwan, who was spraying perfume on Qingqing, looked up at him and said, "Grandpa didn't say anything, so it's none of your business."

A few days ago, on Laba Festival, Grandpa Fu had someone invite Fu Wanwan over, and they went to the Xiao family's house for a meal together.

From then on, Fu Wanwan stayed in the guest room of the Fu family.

This morning she did have the driver take her home. Fu Yueci originally thought she wanted to go back to the old house, but she didn't expect that she would come back after getting a few bottles of perfume.

The reason is that last night, when Qingqing came over to play, she said that she smelled very nice.

The bottles that Fu Wanwan brought over were all her treasured items, which had been discontinued. If you wanted to buy them, you would have to get them from someone else.

She and Qingqing tried it for more than an hour, and finally gave her the two bottles that the little girl liked the most.

The little girl was very happy to receive the gift. Holding the bottle, she said sweetly, "Wow, thank you, sister!"

Fu Wanwan said it was okay: "I have plenty more."

But actually, both bottles given to Qingqing were limited editions.

Her spending power is not as strong as Fu Qiaoxi's. If it were Fu Qiaoxi, she could contact the brand and they would send her a new one.

However, Fu Wanwan didn't care too much. She put the rest of the perfume back in her guest room.

When she came out, Xiao Qingqing was still waiting for her in the living room. She snuggled up to her affectionately and asked in a childish voice, "Sister, when are we going to make candles?"

Fu Wanwan was taken aback, then asked, "Do you want to go now? If you do, I'll take you there right now."

"miss you!"

The little dumpling was overjoyed and reached out her chubby hand to take hers: "Let's go, sister, let's go now."

"Row."

Fu Wanwan went back to her room to get a coat, and then left with her.

Fu Yueci came over, but when she heard that they were going to make candles, she thought about how boring that scene would be, so she didn't follow.

"Fu Wanwan, you must take good care of my sister and not bully her."

Fu Wanwan blushed slightly, glared at him, and then left with Qingqing.

The little girl looked up at her, then turned to look at her brother who was gradually getting further away, and then tugged at Fu Wanwan's clothes, saying obediently.

"Sister, I will take care of you too, please don't be angry with your brother."

When a four-year-old child says such things in a serious manner, outsiders just find it funny.

Fu Wanwan's heart melted a little. She pursed her lips and whispered.

"I'm not angry, thank you."

She felt embarrassed and annoyed thinking about what she had done in the past, and also because Fu Yueci was indeed sharp-tongued.

Meeting the little girl's clear, bright eyes, she awkwardly looked away: "Let's go."

Doorway.

Qingqing told her bodyguard that she wanted to go out and have fun, and a short while later, the driver arrived in the car.

At the same time, the bodyguard quickly made a phone call to Cong Buxiao.

Cong Buxiao got into the car, sat in the passenger seat, and started to sleep.

He stayed up late playing games last night and doesn't seem to have much energy.

The little dumpling kindly told him to go back to sleep. Cong Buxiao opened one eye, glanced at the rearview mirror, then closed it again without saying a word.

There were a lot of people and traffic jams during that time, and it took half an hour to reach the destination.

It was the same hotel as last time. When we went in, Fu Wanwan was still talking to Qingqing with her head down.

"They draw plaster dolls here, I'll take you to see them later..."

As they were talking, a staff member who was passing by in a hurry accidentally bumped into her.

The staff member lowered his head and hurriedly apologized.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, are you alright...?"

"fine."

After she finished speaking, Fu Wanwan suddenly felt that the voice sounded familiar. She looked up and saw that the person standing in front of her was her junior high school teacher.

The teacher didn't recognize her and kept apologizing.

It wasn't until Fu Wanwan tentatively called out her name, "Teacher Ye, is that you?"

Teacher Ye looked up in surprise, but judging from her eyes, she still didn't recognize Fu Wanwan.

After all, that happened in junior high school, and she taught many classes, so it's normal that she didn't remember it immediately.

Upon seeing this, Fu Wanwan took the initiative to introduce herself: "I am Fu Wanwan. You taught Chinese to Class 9 in the second year of junior high school, and I was your class representative for a whole year. Do you remember me?"

Teacher Ye's eyes went from confusion to sudden realization, and a smile appeared on her previously panicked face.

"I remember now, it's you, Wanwan. How are your studies going?"

Fu Wanwan smiled faintly: "It's fine."

Then, she introduced Qingqing to Teacher Ye.

"This is my sister. I brought her here to play."

Upon hearing this, Teacher Ye smiled and praised Qingqing a couple of times.

She remembered everything now. When she was teaching Class 9, the teachers in the office gossiped that Fu Wanwan's family was very rich and that even the principal couldn't afford to offend her.

Unexpectedly, the reunion with the students took place under these circumstances, leaving Teacher Ye feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Fu Wanwan, being perceptive, noticed her unease and guessed that Teacher Ye must be feeling very awkward. So she didn't plan to chat any longer and prepared to take Qingqing inside.

However, when saying goodbye, she noticed that Teacher Ye looked tired under her makeup. After hesitating for a moment, she still asked her with concern.

"Teacher Ye, has something been wrong with you lately? You don't look well."

Teacher Ye looked slightly taken aback, and she raised her hand to touch her face.

Working at this hotel, the manager required all the staff to wear makeup, and she did too.

But unexpectedly, Fu Wanwan could see through the thick makeup.

She felt a warmth in her heart, then forced a smile: "Something came up, but it's nothing."

Seeing that she was unwilling to talk, Fu Wanwan did not continue to ask. She said a few more words to her and then took Qingqing inside.

In the workshop, she took out several plaster dolls and taught Qingqing how to draw them, and also told her that these things cannot be eaten, paying attention to every little detail.

The waiters nearby didn't offer any help, so they just stood there.

Fu Wanwan originally wanted her to go and rest, but she suddenly thought of Teacher Ye's matter.

She called the waiter over and pointed to the stool next to her: "Please sit here, I have something I want to ask you."