fu qinyuan went downstairs for dinner, but he felt that his father was looking at him strangely.
"dad, what's the matter?"
at this moment, qiao zhichu, yan chi, and song fengwan were all there. the three of them looked at the father and son. were they going to " fight " at the dining table?
everyone was used to their love-hate relationship.
"did you have fun outside?"
"it's alright."
"you're happy. did you know that your sixth uncle came to our house when you went out?" fu chen raised his eyebrows.
he and jing hanchuan had been evenly matched, but after what this kid had done, he felt like he owed him. he had gone out to have fun and let him take the blame at home, but ...
he didn't do anything?
"yes." fu qinyuan nodded, his face expressionless. " what did he do? "
"or did you suffer a loss in his hands?"
"dad, you can't beat sixth uncle now, can you?"
