Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

Chapter 50: Don't dislike it

  Chapter 50 Don't Dislike You

The fruit shop is on the right side of Antique Street, which is about 20 square meters. In the fruit shop, a middle-aged woman is weighing fruit for the guests. She limped when she watched Qiaoqiao, and she was so scared that she came out immediately. Coincidentally, what's the matter with you? Don't scare mom."

  "Mom, I’m fine. I accidentally fell just now. This sister kindly helped me. The fruit was broken and I didn’t deliver it to the customer."

  Qiaoqiao lowered her head, afraid that her mother would blame her, and did not dare to tell her mother the truth just now, for fear that her mother was worried.

  Qiaoqiao’s mother hugged her daughter distressedly, “If it’s broken, it’s okay. Mom will call the guest later, as long as you’re okay.”

  Qiaoqiao did not have a father since she was a child. The two mothers and daughters struggled to live their lives. They finally managed to rent a shop in the capital to sell fruit, and their life was better. Qiaoqiao’s mother didn’t have much requirements, and she hoped her daughter would grow up safely.

  Lu Wanchu stood aside and looked at the warm appearance of the two mothers and daughters, his eyes trembled.

Her biological mother died early, what maternal love was, she almost never felt that her father did not stay at home most of the time. Only her, younger sister and grandfather were the only ones at home. After the death of her grandfather, she supported the Lu family, sensible early, thinking You can't act like a baby to anyone, just because she is the head of the Lu family, she must be strong, not weak.

   Seeing this scene, I couldn't help feeling sigh, and couldn't help but think of Li Xiuqin, the woman who became her mother, a weak woman who supported the whole family.

  Looking at Li Xiuqin, Lu Wanchu did not notice that his eyes softened.

  Unconsciously, she seems to have regarded Li Xiuqin and Lu Qianle as relatives because of their complete care.

   "Miss Lu, thank you for saving my daughter."

  Qiaoqiao’s mother had known Lu Wanchu’s name from her daughter, and she also knew that if it weren’t for Lu Wanchu, her daughter’s feet would not know what would happen.

   "Miss Lu, the shop is rudimentary, sit down."

  Qiaoqiao’s mother quickly took out a bench, Lu Wanchu thanked Qiaoqiao’s mother and sat down.

   "No thanks, Qiaoqiao is very good."

  Lu Wanchu looked at Xiang Qiaoqiao, and Qiaoqiao smiled at Lu Wanchu shyly, “Thank you Sister Lu, my sister is so good-looking. It’s the best-looking one Qiaoqiao has ever seen, even better than the stars on TV.”

  Qiaoqiao is not a compliment, but from the heart.

At the moment when she saw Lu Wanchu, she felt as beautiful and elegant as she saw a star on TV. The moment Lu Wanchu rescued her, she felt that Lu Wanchu was even more beautiful than those stars on TV, so she got close. Look, the skin on the face is fair and transparent without any blemishes.

   "Miss Lu, there is nothing to entertain you here, don't dislike it."

  Qiaoqiao’s mother cut some fruits and put them in front of Lu Wanchu. After Lu Wanchu thanked him, she ate the cut apples under the eyes of Qiaoqiao expecting, "Very sweet and delicious."

  Qiaoqiao mom and Qiaoqiao are obviously very happy.

   Seeing that it was late, Lu Wanchu was about to leave. Qiaoqiao’s mother quickly packed some fruits and handed them to Lu Wanchu, “Miss Lu, thank you so much today. You must accept these fruits.”

  Qiao Qiao's mother's obsession made Lu Wanchu know that he could only accept it.

  Taking a bag of fruit, Lu Wanchu blinked at Qiaoqiao and smiled, "It's getting late, I'll go back first, Qiaoqiao remember to put on medicinal wine!"

   "Sister Lu, Qiaoqiao knows."

  Qiao Qiao nodded obediently, Lu Wanchu smiled softly, and walked outside the fruit shop with the fruit.

  Qiaoqiao’s mother and Qiaoqiao sent Lu Wanchu to the door. Lu Wanchu walked outside, and his eyes suddenly fell on the shop next to it, which was a medicine shop with a written sale.

  (End of this chapter)