<h4>Chapter 932: 0906 The Forgotten Fu Qixiu</h4>


    "Worked all day, are you hungry?"


    "Thirsty?"


    The olddy and Tao Wanqing were fussing over Su Ran, as for their own grandson/son behind them...


    Didn’t see him.


    Fu Qiyuan was used to it, calmly walked over to a sofa and sat down, then nced at the three women in the family chatting cozily together.


    "Daughter-inw, when are you going to Paris?"


    Su Ran replied, "In three days."


    Normally, the olddy doesn’t show much interest in online matters, but when ites to news about Su Ran, she hasn’t missed a single story.


    "I’ve heard of that Paris Fashion Week too, it’s in three days, right? My granddaughter-inw is amazing, the first invited Hua Country brand; it’s not just theizens who are excited, I’m thrilled too, my judgment is spot on, granddaughter-inw is truly great!"


    At these words, Tao Wanqing nodded too, "Daughter-inw is truly great!"


    Fu Qiyuan forcefully joined the conversation, "Yes, my wife is great."


    "..."


    "..."


    Originally, the noisy vi fell into silence due to Fu Qiyuan’s remark.


    The olddy and Tao Wanqing heard, looked at their grandson/son, then withdrew their gaze.


    Refusing to join the chat.


    The other servants, upon hearing Fu Qiyuan’s words, were astonished.


    Blinked eyes, looked at each other, is this really their Eldest Young Master?


    The feared one, who can send someone flying with just a nce?


    The three continued chatting.


    "Daughter-inw, are you nervous?"


    Su Ran shook her head, "Not nervous."


    "Good, not being nervous is good, rest assured, your grandma and I will surely cheer you on and support you all the way. Oh, and when your dad gets back, he’ll support you too."


    Su Ran blinked, "Dad?"


    Tao Wanqing nodded, "Yes, your dad."


    My dad?


    She looked up at Fu Qiyuan, with her eyes questioning "My dad or your dad?"


    Fu Qiyuan raised his eyebrows, "Wasn’t it next week?"


    Tao Wanqing was utterly self-assured, "I missed him."


    Fu Qiyuan’s eyebrows subtly twitched, at this moment, Tao Wanqing continued:


    "And next week, Xiao Ran will be in Paris, can’t have your dad watching TV to recognize a daughter-inw, so before Xiao Ran leaves, the family should meet up, have a reunion dinner."


    Family?


    Reunion dinner?


    Upon hearing these two words, Su Ran’s eyebrows twitched, something felt amiss.


    She scanned the living room, nced at everyone, and finally remembered what was missing.


    "Mom, did you not inform Qi Xiu about dad’s return?"


    Tao Wanqing paused, then blinked.


    "I forgot."


    Su Ran: "..."


    And she turned to Fu Qiyuan, "Did you also forget to tell Qi Xiu about having dinner at home tonight?"


    Fu Qiyuan: "I forgot too."


    Su Ran: "..."


    Should I say you two truly are mother and son?


    Or is Qi Xiu not actually blood-rted?


    Being forgotten by both his mom and brother, if Qi Xiu knew, he’d probably throw a fit, right?


    Tao Wanqing, knowing she was at fault, awkwardly cleared her throat and said to Fu Qiyuan:


    "You call that rascal and ask him toe home for dinner."


    "Okay."


    Fu Qiyuan responded, took his phone, and walked aside, directly dialing Fu Qixiu’s number.


    The call was immediately answered.


    "Brother brother brother... what’s up? Missing your younger brother?"


    Fu Qiyuan pinched his brow, "Where are you?"


    "Huh?"


    "Is your ear just decoration?"


    "Home home home."


    "Dad’sing home tonight." Fu Qiyuan uncharacteristically patient.


    There was a pause on the other end, "So what?"


    Fu Qiyuan’s patience exhausted, coldly said, "Soe home for dinner."


    "Oh." Fu Qixiu responded, then suddenly reacted, "What did you just say?"


    Fu Qiyuan frowned, "Are your ears truly just decoration?"


    There was silence on the other end, then suddenly, Fu Qixiu roared into the phone.


    "You’re asking me toe home for dinner? So, you’re home right now? You called me from home? You’ve alle home? And I’m thest to know dad’sing back tonight? Brother, are we not blood-rted?"


    Fu Qiyuan: "You should ask dad!"


    Fu Qixiu: "..."


    Ask dad?


    Can he dare to?


    Does he have the guts?


    If he dared to ask, would he not be beaten to death by mom and dad?


    Fu Qixiu chuckled, "Dear brother."


    The meaning is clear, you indeed are my dear brother.


    "You have half an hour, hurry back."


    Fu Qixiu hesitated for a moment, then stammered:


    "...If Ie back, will mom and dad give me a mixed double beating?"


    Fu Qiyuan: "Are you really asking for it?"


    Fu Qixiu: "Absolutely!"


    Fu Qiyuan: "..."


    "Brother, you surely wouldn’t want to be an only child, right? When mom and dad deal with me, you must stop them, otherwise I’d be dead and you’d have no one to cherish you."


    "What did you do?"


    "I didn’t do anything, just previously... identally upset dad’s wife."


    Fu Qiyuan felt a headache, "Hurry back, or else I’ll take care of you every day."


    "Snap," the call was disconnected.


    Looking at the disconnected call, Fu Qixiu pursed his lips.


    Twenty minutester, the sound of an engine at the door was heard.


    A servant hurriedly ran into the living room, excitedly announcing:


    "Madam, Ma’am, Eldest Young Master, Eldest Young Madam, sir is back."


    Tao Wanqing’s eyes lit up, she jumped off the sofa and dashed towards the foyer.


    At the foyer, she saw a tall and stately figure slowly approaching the door, in a dark suit, his physique vividly upright, striding quickly, exuding a calm and elegant aura.


    His face bore some resemnce to Fu Qiyuan, butpared to Fu Qiyuan’s sharpness, the man’s emotions were deeply hidden by the sediment of time, coldly elegant.


    A man who exemplified elegance to the utmost, exuding extraordinary air, embodying a gentleman’s demeanor with every move.


    "Honey."


    A voice full of delight sounded, Tao Wanqing directly flung herself into the man’s arms.


    The man’s eyes showed a gentle and doting smile, embracing the woman who rushed over.


    "Be careful, so rash."


    The deep voice, as melodious as a cello, though seemingly scolding, had no trace of reproach, only filled with indulgence and helplessness.


    Tao Wanqing tiptoed, "Muah," kissed him right on the face.


    "Honey, you’re finally back."


    "Missed me?"


    Tao Wanqing nodded without hesitation, "Yes."


    Fu Beichen’s eyes were filled with tenderness, gentle as if water could drip, he patted his wife’s back, softly saying:


    "Shall we go inside first?"


    "Sure, I’ll introduce our daughter-inwter, honey, you don’t know, our daughter-inw is so outstanding, so beautiful, so capable, our son really found a treasure this time..."


    At this moment, Su Ran and Fu Qiyuan also arrived hand in hand at the foyer, it wasn’t that they were too slow, it was just Tao Wanqing was too fast.