The Outcast Heiress’s Secret Identities
Chapter 932 - 0906 The Forgotten Fu Qixiu

Chapter 932: 0906 The Forgotten Fu Qixiu

"Worked all day, are you hungry?"

"Thirsty?"

The old lady 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 glanced at the three women in the family chatting cozily together.

"Daughter-in-law, when are you going to Paris?"

Su Ran replied, "In three days."

Normally, the old lady doesn’t show much interest in online matters, but when it comes 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-in-law is amazing, the first invited Hua Country brand; it’s not just the netizens who are excited, I’m thrilled too, my judgment is spot on, granddaughter-in-law is truly great!"

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

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

"..."

"..."

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

The old lady 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 glance?

The three continued chatting.

"Daughter-in-law, 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-in-law, 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, glanced 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-related?

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 to come 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’s coming home tonight." Fu Qiyuan uncharacteristically patient.

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

Fu Qiyuan’s patience exhausted, coldly said, "So come 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 to come home for dinner? So, you’re home right now? You called me from home? You’ve all come home? And I’m the last to know dad’s coming back tonight? Brother, are we not blood-related?"

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 I come 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 become 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... accidentally 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 minutes later, 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 resemblance to Fu Qiyuan, but compared 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-in-law later, honey, you don’t know, our daughter-in-law 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.