Bigshot Mr. Fu's Wife is Sweet and Wild - Chapter 102
Chapter 102: Mother and Son’s Argument
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi- Bo Studio
When Mrs. Fu heard Qin Jianxi’s words, she was extremely surprised.
“You know Chinese medicine?”
Wasn’t this girl too capable? It was one thing for her to be so well-educated, but who did she learn Chinese medicine from? Qin Jianxi nodded her head and replied, “Yes.”
She didn’t say anything else.
Mrs. Fu looked calm. Although she still had some doubts, she didn’t probe further.
After all, her future daughter-in-law looked like a very reliable person who did not talk big.
She turned to look at Zhu Zhongjun and sighed inwardly.
Zhu Zhongjun was a good person, but she had been harmed by a sc*mbag and a sl*t…
Fu Ge came back at the fastest speed.
When he entered the house, he saw his mother and his girlfriend sitting together and chatting happily.
“Mom, why are you here?”
Mrs. Fu was furious when she saw her son. “Hah, now that my good daughter-in-law is present, you know how to call me mom? Don’t you usually call me Mrs. Fu?”
Fu Ge walked over and his expression was calm. He replied, “Didn’t you say that addressing you that way is more fashionable? I’m simply following your wishes.”
Mrs. Fu sneered, “Following my wishes? I’ve never seen Young Master Fu so obedient before!”
She turned around and started to pour out her grievances to her daughter-in-law. She complained, “My good daughter-in-law, this person is so unfilial. He blocks his mother’s number every two or three days. Do you think this is how a human should act?”
Qin Jianxi’s smile was a little stiff. This mother and son relationship… It was really amazing.
Fu Ge watched his mother make fun of him in front of his girlfriend, and he was naturally not happy about it. “Ms. Wanzi, you also just blocked my phone number.”
Mrs. Fu glared at him and said, “Then can’t you reflect on yourself? Why did I block my son’s number?” Fu Ge was speechless.
To h*ll with reflecting.
“My good daughter-in-law, this person is really bad. It’s fine if he doesn’t go home normally, but I don’t care about that. Anyway, a mother can’t do much to a grown-up son, he can do whatever he wants. But the most hateful thing about him is that he stops us from meeting each other. He actually doesn’t want me to see you. What do you think this person is thinking?”
Fu Gel s face darkened when he heard this obviously provocative remark. He could no longer maintain his image as a noble young master. The low air pressure around him also became much denser.
“Ms. Wanzi, what are you planning to do?”
“What do you mean what am I planning to do? I’m just expressing my grievances to my good daughter-in-law. I could have met her earlier, but it’s all because of you… That’s why we’re only meeting now. I wasted so much time.
I could have gotten to know my good daughter-in-law much earlier.”
When Qin Jianxi was taking her college entrance examination, Mrs. Fu could have once again experienced being a family member of the one taking the college entrance examination. She could have made a lot of delicious food for Qin Jianxi.
She would have made Qin Jianxi even fairer and chubbier.
If they had known each other a few months earlier, perhaps her daughter-in-law would have already called her ‘Mom’ by now.
She would not still be calling her ‘Auntie’ now.
Fu Gel s head was throbbing. “Ms. Wanzi, please speak softly. We have a patient in the house.”
When Mrs. Fu heard this, she was a little embarrassed. She grabbed Qin Jianxi’s hand. She apologized, “Xixi, I’m sorry. I was born with a loud voice.” “It’s fine. Auntie has a straightforward personality. I think it’s great. Such a person is very easy to get along with.”
Mrs. Fu suddenly felt very comfortable.
She knew that it was all about fate when it came to getting along with others. She and her future daughter-in-law got along very well.
Seeing that her son had found her such a good daughter-in-law, she would not make things difficult for him.
Just as she was about to speak, she heard her good son say something that made her distracted..
