Chapter 701 I Don't Want to Forgive
Chapter 701 I Don't Want to Forgive
As soon as they landed, Lin Ya Hui pulled the two of them back to the small villa.
"Go home~"
She collapsed onto the sofa.
"The sofa at home is still the most comfortable~"
"Don't rush to stay home yet. Go and say hello to your elders first; they're all very worried about you."
"By the way, you didn't say where you went, right? That way we can at least fool you a little."
"They didn't say that, they just said they were going out for a walk to clear their heads and to look for you."
"So I was just doing it on the side."
Lin Ya Hui tugged at Fu Cheng's sleeve.
"I want to eat a small cake..."
"We'll do it again when we get back"
Fu Cheng checked the items.
"Let's go, let us know you're safe before you leave."
"Why did you have to make this trip when you could have just sent them a video call?"
Fu Cheng flicked her head
"Going there will put their minds at ease."
"Go, go."
He put some gift boxes in the trunk, and the two of them got into the back seat.
"Baby, we're just going to take a look. It'll be over soon. If you're tired, you can take a nap first before we go."
Lin Ya Hui shook her head and patted her face.
"I can"
"Brother Cheng, in exchange, I want to eat three small cakes."
"Okay, whatever you say."
Lin Ya Hui leaned against Fu Ye Xing and rested for a while until the car arrived at the Lin family home.
Fu Yexing gently patted her hand.
"Baby? Wake up, it's time to get off the bus."
Lin Ya Hui turned over in a daze
"Just one more minute... just one more minute."
After saying that, he rested his head on Fu Yexing's arm and rubbed it against her arm.
"Okay, I'll just sleep for one minute."
Fu Yexing lifted the person onto her lap and gently coaxed her.
"Honey, one minute has passed."
"coming"
Lin Ya Hui reluctantly rubbed her lower back and sat up. Fu Cheng handed her her makeup mirror and other items.
"Look at yourself now, touch up your makeup."
Lin Ya Hui handed it to Fu Ye Xing
"Ah Xing, can you draw this for me?"
"Would your husband do that? Besides, do you trust his stereotypical male aesthetic?"
"Hmm...then you do it."
Lin Ya Hui threw her makeup bag over.
"Row"
Fu Cheng took the initiative and simply applied a natural makeup look for her.
"You really know how?"
"This is very simple. I'll teach you when we get back. You should go in now."
"it is good"
Lin Ya Hui took a mint from Fu Ye Xing's pocket and ate it before following the two inside.
"Grandpa! Brother! I'm back!"
Lin Ya Hui excitedly ran up to Grandpa Lin and circled around him.
"How are you? Am I alright?"
"You silly girl, come here and let this old man take a good look at you."
Old Master Lin looked at the group with loving eyes.
"You've lost some weight."
"I've been starving because I haven't been able to eat the little cakes that Cheng-gege makes."
"I've been thinking, your husband never lets you go hungry, three meals a day, and yet you're blaming me for it all."
Fu Cheng placed the gifts he had prepared for the old man on the coffee table.
"Not bad, they at least know to buy things for the family."
Lin Ya Hui was a little confused, but after seeing the look Fu Ye Xing gave her, she nodded knowingly.
"I picked this out myself."
"Okay, Xiao Wu is the most filial."
"By the way, where are my brothers? They're all gone."
"Your eldest brother and Qingqing went out, your second brother and Xiao Nie are having a good time, your third brother is still filming and hasn't come back yet, and your fourth brother hasn't come back either."
"Now I'm just an elderly woman living alone in my family."
"Then I'll go on a date with Ah Xing tomorrow too~"
"You girl"
Grandpa Lin smiled indulgently.
"Chu Ming heard you were coming back and went out to buy some things. How about we have lunch at home later?"
"Xiao Wu, I'm getting old, and there are some things I can't interfere with, but I still want to offer you a few words of advice."
"I won't listen! You want me to forgive him? Impossible!"
Lin Ya Hui covered her ears and started acting like a spoiled child.
"You girl"
Si Chuming, who was outside the door, lowered his hand that was about to open the door.
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