Fang Yifan, starting from childhood joy

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He immediately realized that his mother was jealous.

With a smile on his face, he skipped and hopped over to her and then hugged her arm.

"Oh, Mom, of course I'm very grateful to you too, but I'm also grateful to Dad because of you!"

"Because of me?" Song Qian was somewhat surprised after hearing this.

He looked at Qiao Yingzi with a confused expression.

I hope she can utter a single word, "丑寅某" (chou yin mou), otherwise, she'll be in big trouble.

Qiao Yingzi smiled and then said sweetly, "Mom, think about it."

"You're the only one in our family who can cook. If my dad could cook, wouldn't he be able to help you out?"

"Your hands have become rough from cooking all the time."

"But now that we can relax, isn't that something to be happy about?"

Although he knew that his daughter's words were just sophistry.

However, Song Qian couldn't help feeling very happy inside.

Then, he poked her forehead and said affectionately, "Oh dear, your mouth!"

As for the slick and cunning Qiao Weidong, he immediately understood what Qiao Yingzi meant.

With a fawning smile on his face, he said, "Oh, my dear wife, this meal wasn't just for Yingzi, it was for you too."

"You absolutely have to try the first bite!"

He looked exactly like a lovesick fool.

Of course, he subconsciously overlooked the fact that Fang Yuan tasted a lot of the food while helping to cook.

But at this time, of course, you have to ignore appeasing your wife.

After hearing this, Song Qian simply rolled her eyes at Qiao Weidong, then blushed.

"Alright, let's eat!"

Qiao Yingzi smiled as she looked at her mother.

It seems my mom can be shy.

In the past, she would always make me do my homework with a stern face.

Looking at everything in front of her, she didn't know why, but Fang Yifan's carefree face appeared in her mind.

All of this is because of that guy Fang Yifan.

She quickly shook her head, oh dear, why did she think of that guy again?

Suddenly, Qiao Weidong saw his precious daughter shaking her head with a strange expression on her face.

Is it because I didn't serve her any food that she's unhappy?

She used to seem quite sensible, but now she seems to have a childlike side.

But that's fine too.

After all, I wasn't around when my child was young.

If it were a child, they would mature much earlier.

Her childhood was most likely unhappy.

Thinking of all this, he reached out and picked up a piece of food for Qiao Yingzi.

Then, he put it in her bowl and said with a smile, "Yingzi, have a taste."

"This is a dish that Dad prepared for a long time. Is it delicious?"

Qiao Yingzi came to her senses after hearing her father's words.

He nodded with a smile on his face.

"Well, let me try it!"

Qiao Weidong turned his head to the side and looked at Song Qian, who had already eaten the piece of food that Qiao Weidong had picked up.

So, with expectant eyes, he asked, "Wife, how is it?"

"Is my cooking good? Does it suit your taste?"

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Song Qian nodded gently and then smiled.

"It tastes great!"

Although he only received a "good" rating, it made Qiao Weidong ecstatic.

After all, Song Qian has always been quite strong-willed, so don't expect her to praise you on her own initiative.

I only received very good reviews when I was deeply in love before.

Qiao Weidong's eyes shone, and he said with a smile, "Wife, since it's delicious, you should eat more."

Suddenly, Song Qian frowned, then glared at Qiao Weidong and said irritably:

"Don't call me wife. I haven't forgiven you yet, you know that?"

Qiao Weidong was suddenly stunned. What was going on?

Wasn't it fine just now?

Why did she suddenly start flying into a rage? A woman's mood really can change in an instant.

However, he didn't take these things to heart, and just smiled lightly.

Then, he nodded and said, "Okay, okay, I won't call you wife. Calling you Song Qian would be too distant, wouldn't it?"

Suddenly, she looked up, smiled, and said, "How about I call you Qianqian?"

Song Qian's face flushed red. She glared at Qiao Weidong and said, embarrassed and annoyed, "No way! If you dare call me that, I'll break your legs!"

Qiao Weidong's eyes darted around, then he said with a sincere expression:

"How about we name her Xiaoqian? What do you think?"

After hearing this, Song Qian felt even more embarrassed.

His daughter is still here with him, and this guy is still spouting nonsense.

Who knows what they might say in a moment?

So, with a wave of her hand, she said irritably, "Fine, just call it by its original name!"

Qiao Weidong was a master at flirting; otherwise, how could he have won over Song Qian back then?

Moreover, he would only say this when his daughter was here; he wouldn't dare to say it if his daughter wasn't around.

After hearing Song Qian's words, a smug look appeared on Qiao Weidong's face.

However, they quickly covered it up.

Then his eyes darted around, looking puzzled.

"So you mean, I should call you 'wife' as I used to?"

Song Qian blushed; how could she possibly admit it?

Finally, all he could do was irritably say ambiguous things: "I don't know, figure it out yourself."

Qiao Yingzi looked at her parents without saying a word.

In the past, they might have stepped in to mediate the fight.

It's only now that I realize this is how two people communicate their feelings.

I just chuckled to myself.

He then turned his attention back to the dishes in front of him.

My mom just said it was pretty good, so it should be alright!

Qiao Yingzi gently put the food into her mouth and chewed it lightly.

A rather strange expression appeared on his face.

Qiao Weidong had already won the previous contest.

So, he turned around and saw his daughter eating the food he had cooked.

So he opened his eyes, stared at her, and asked curiously, "Yingzi, how was it? Was Daddy's cooking okay?"

To be honest, this dish is bland in one part and incredibly salty in the other.

But why did Mom say it was not bad just now?

She turned her head, wanting to ask her mother.

Her face remained expressionless, as if nothing had happened.

However, I suddenly noticed that her bowl was full of white rice, with no other dishes besides the piece of vegetable her father had put in it.

She understood instantly.

My mom was encouraging my dad.

You really love him!

No, I can't let my dad down. Thinking of this, my eyes flickered.

He took a breath, then looked up and saw a smile on his father's face.

"Dad, your cooking is delicious!"

"I love it so much!"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Weidong's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Really?"

"Then Dad, I'll definitely cook for you properly from now on."

Qiao Yingzi's lips twitched slightly after hearing this.

What terrible things have I done?