Chen Fang has always hoped that Wen Heshi could find a good home.

It's not that she wants to find a man to support her.

Chen Fang just feels that she has never experienced a truly complete "home" since she was a child, and she is more or less lonely inside.

She can indeed give her a lot of love, but what she can give is limited to family affection.

"Mom, okay, we'll talk about this later." Wen Heshi smiled and changed the subject, "By the way, if you think about what we have to prepare after you come over there, I'll ask Fu Qizheng to help prepare in advance."

When Chen Fang saw Wen He, she didn't want to talk about this topic and did not force her.

When Wen Heshi asked this, Chen Fang said, "You need to prepare the kitchen stuff, Chinese seasonings, I used to cook for you to take care of you."

"Then we'll make a list later and I'll send it to him and ask him to help buy it."

Chen Fang: "Okay."

After successfully changing the topic, Chen Fang never talked to Wen Heshi about Fu Qizheng again.

After dinner, the mother and daughter went to the room upstairs to make a purchase list.

After checking, Wen Heshi sent the list to Fu Qizheng.

Wen Heshi: If it is convenient, please help me prepare it so that Gu Yuan can buy it online.

After receiving Wen Heshi's message, Fu Qizheng took a look at the list and replied: Leave it to me.

Wen Heshi: Thank you.

Fu Qizheng: Why don’t you sleep?

Wen Heshi: Go to bed right away.

After she sent this message, Fu Qizheng did not reply, probably because she was afraid of disturbing her sleep.

Fu Qizheng saved a copy of the list sent by Wen Heshi, and then called the aunt who cared for Luo Xiang.

He knew that my aunt would go to the Asian Super League almost every week.

Luo Xiang has a bit of a tricky taste, especially when she was pregnant before, she only had to eat Chinese food.

Over time, my aunt developed the habit of going to Central Asia Super League.

Now that the child is born, it is still the same.

The phone call was quickly connected: "Mr. Fu."

"Yes." Fu Qizheng responded and asked her: "Have you been to Asia Super League in the past few days?"

"I'm going today. Does Mr. Fu have any needs?" the aunt asked him.

"Well, there are some things that you need to help me with..." Fu Qizheng thought for a while, "There is a list, I'll send it to Luo Xiang and ask her to print it out for you."

"Okay." Auntie agreed very simply.

When the aunt was on the phone with Fu Qizheng, Luo Xiang was sitting next to her.

It is rare for Fu Qizheng to call back during working hours, and Luo Xiang couldn't help but be curious: "What did he ask you for?"

"Mr. Fu said there was something for me to help buy it. He said he would send you the list and you can print it for me later." The aunt repeated Fu Qizheng's words.

When the aunt said this, Luo Xiang became curious—

Does Fu Qizheng have anything else to bring with him?

When Luo Xiang was thinking about what it was, a message entered into WeChat.

It was sent by Fu Qizheng.

She and Fu Qizheng don’t chat much, and their previous chat records are basically photos or videos of their daughter.

Luo Xiang usually takes his cell phone to take pictures of the child when he has nothing to do. After taking good photos or videos, he will send them to Fu Qizheng.

In fact, she didn't know if Fu Qizheng had read it, because he had never replied to her news.

Luo Xiang clicked on the long picture sent by Fu Qizheng and looked at it. It was filled with various seasonings and tableware in the kitchen.

She couldn't help but be curious, what did Fu Qizheng buy these for?

Is he going to develop a side job and be a chef?

And it's all Chinese food...

Really puzzled.

She heard Fu Wanwan say before that Fu Qizheng was not very interested in Chinese food.

Maybe it was too boring to stay at home, Luo Xiang couldn't help but send him a message: Do you want to learn to cook?

After seeing the message from Luo Xiang, Fu Qizheng rolled his eyes and threw his phone aside.

Of course he wouldn't reply to such boring news.

Luo Xiang also guessed that Fu Qizheng would not reply to her, but she was really curious.

After pouting, Luo Xiang went to help the aunt print the list.

The aunt was already planning to go out to purchase.

After getting the list, the aunt changed her shoes and went out. She left until the afternoon.

The aunt bought all the things Fu Qizheng asked to buy.

When I came back, I carried several big bags, but the driver helped me carry them.

Luo Xiang looked at the things piled up in the living room and couldn't help but mutter: "Why are there so many... I really don't know what to do."

In fact, she, the child and the aunt only need a small bag.

The aunt goes to purchase every week, and the burden is not very heavy.

There are not many things that belong to them today, and they are basically filled with the things listed by Fu Qizheng.

"Did he say when will he come and get it? It's so annoying to put it here..." Luo Xiang complained.

The aunt shook her head, "Mr. Fu didn't say when to come and get it, let it go first, he should have a plan."

Luo Xiang said "Oh" and then went back to the bedroom to see the child.

Just when we were about to have dinner, Fu Qizheng came over.

When Fu Qizheng rang the doorbell, Luo Xiang was playing with her daughter holding her on the sofa.

When Luo Xiang heard the doorbell ringing, he guessed that it was Fu Qizheng who came over.

She walked up with the child in her arms and opened the door for Fu Qizheng.

After opening the door, I saw Fu Qizheng standing opposite him.

The little guy in his arms kept staring at Fu Qizheng after seeing him.

Fu Qizheng usually comes here quite frequently. He basically comes five days a week, and his child knows him.

Fu Qizheng walked in and changed his shoes. After washing his hands, he carried his daughter over from Luo Xiang.

Luo Xiang did not object, and directly handed the child to him.

Fu Qizheng took a look at the big bags in several supermarkets in the living room and knew that his aunt had already bought the things for him.

Luo Xiang saw Fu Qizheng staring at those things and said, "Take it away quickly, don't keep it on our side, it's a hindrance."

Luo Xiang's tone was filled with some complaints.

Fu Qizheng looked back at her, his eyes a little cold.

Luo Xiang was still afraid of Fu Qizheng at heart, and when he saw his eyes, he immediately became obedient.

I dare not say a single extra word.

Fu Qizheng withdrew his gaze, took out his cell phone and dialed a phone number.

After the phone was connected, he said to the other side: "Well, it's me. Come to this house opposite my apartment tomorrow. There are a few bags of things in the living room here. You can take them to Heshi."

“It’s something for kitchen.”

"Yeah, I'm hanging up."

The living room was very quiet, so Luo Xiang heard every word Fu Qizheng said.

She heard Fu Qizheng's name when he said Wen He.

What he meant was... Wen Heshi came to New York?

Did he prepare these things specifically for Wen Heshi?
Chapter completed!