Jiaochen

Chapter 58: Mrs. Fu Speculation

Ji Qingying was always like this.

Addicted to work and would forget about everything.

When she put down the paintbrush in her hand, the clock had already ticked to seven o'clock.

She reached out and rubbed her aching wrist, picked up the phone, and checked the screen.

It was a pity.

There was nothing from Fu Yanzhi.

Ji Qingying got up to the living room, turned on the TV, and randomly found a fashion show to break the silence of the room.

She was lying halfway on the sofa, and after returning messages to Chen Xinyu and Rong Xue, she decided to poke Fu Yanzhi by messaging him on his WeChat account.

Ji Qing Ying: [Doctor Fu.]

He received that message when Fu Yanzhi and his family were about to eat.

Ye Zhenzhen was also there, and the room was full of her chattering voice.

The phone buzzed. Fu Yanzhi took it out of his pocket and tapped on the screen.

He had a vague expression and seemed to be thinking about how to reply.

Mrs. Fu glanced curiously and asked, "Who is that?"

Fu Zheng, Fu Yanzhi's father, calmly replied, "It is definitely not from the hospital."

He was also a doctor and knew that it couldn't be an emergency message from the hospital.

Generally, hospitals didn't send messages, but directly called if they had any problems.

Hearing this, Mrs. Fu raised her eyebrows with surprise, "Friends then?"

Ye Zhenzhen bit her chopsticks and suddenly said, "Brother, is it my senior sister Ji?"

Fu Yanzhi: "..."

He looked at her coldly, Ye Zhenzhen immediately stuffed rice into her mouth to shut up.

Woo, she shouldn't talk too much. (Italics for inner thoughts)

"Sister Ji?"

Mrs. Fu swiftly grasped the crucial point, "Who is this?"

Ye Zhenzhen immersed herself in bitterness and shook her head abruptly.

She didn't have the guts to reply.

Fu Yanzhi looked down and replied Ji Qingying with a question mark before answering Mrs. Fu's question, "Friend."

Mrs. Fu smiled softly and hit the nail on the head, "Girlfriend?"

"..."

"No."

Fu Yanzhi put down the phone and didn't want to say anything anymore.

If it was someone else they knew to not ask more, but Mrs. Fu wasn't someone else.

For the first time, she had heard Fu Yanzhi say that he had a female friend, so she was naturally bubbling with curiosity.

"Ordinary friend"

Fu Yanzhi said "Yes" and replied lightly, "Neighbors."

Mrs. Fu raised her brows and turned to look at Ye Zhenzhen: "Zhenzhen also knows her?"

Ye Zhenzhen saw that she was being protected by Mrs. Fu, and said quickly, "I do."

She continued to babble, "Aunty, didn't I tell you about that time when I participated in the school competition, long before? The senior sister I found to teach and help me, it was her."

Hearing this, Mrs. Fu said in surprise, "That senior sister who knows how to make cheongsam?"

"Correct."

Mrs. Fu looked at her, "What is her name?"

"Ji Qingying."

Mrs. Fu's mother smiled and looked at her son on the opposite side.

After a while, Fu Yanzhi's phone that was lying on the table rang again.

Ji Qingying: [Have you eaten?]

Fu Yanzhi: [I am currently eating.]

Ji Qingying: [???]

Ji Qingying: [Ah, don't you feel lonely when you eat all by yourself? Does Dr. Fu lack company? I am very ready to eat.]

Fu Yanzhi: [I am not alone.]

Ji Qingying: [Oh.]

He put down the phone.

This time, the phone didn't ring for a long while.

Fu Yanzhi frowned slightly and didn't forget to glance at his phone while eating.

Mrs. Fu observed his small movements as she chatted with Ye Zhenzhen.

"Zhenzhen, how about you show me your draft design later?"

"Okay."

Mrs. Fu sighed, "Right, Fu Yanzhi."

Fu Yan Zhi raised his eyes.

Mrs. Fu looked at him, "I have an event to participate in soon, and I am thinking of making clothes. Can you help me ask your friend? Can you open a backdoor and make me a cheongsam?"

"..."

Fu Yanzhi said lightly, "Ye Zhenzhen can do it."

Mrs. Fu glanced at the person in question, and said with no trace of politeness, "Zhenzhen's skills are still at a primary school student's level."

Ye Zhenzhen: "..."

It was fine, she was okay. This bit of blow, she could still handle for her brother.

Fu Yanzhi felt a headache coming on.

"I will ask her."

"Okay. If she doesn't have time, don't force it."

Fu Yanzhi nodded, "I know."