Chapter: 2700

Fu Ziqiu sat across from Rila, drinking a bowl of soup.

"Are you feeling unwell? What's wrong with you? I can see that your face is flushed, and you are very well." Rilla glanced at her younger brother.

"I...I feel uncomfortable." Fu Ziqiu lowered his voice.

"Oh!" Rila thought about it, "You are staying at home specially to watch the excitement."

"Don't you want me to help you? If not, then I'll go back to school." Fu Ziqiu's desire to help her outweighed his desire to watch the excitement.

After all, they played together since childhood, and the relationship between the siblings is still very deep.

"You have a conscience." After eating a bowl of rice, Rila's stomach felt a little uncomfortable, so she filled a bowl of soup, "Go to my room and take down my phone."

"Sister, are you sure you don't go back to your room to take a shower and change your clothes after dinner?" Fu Ziqiu reminded, "If you are arguing with your parents like this, they will definitely think you are crazy."

Rila immediately lowered her eyes and glanced at her clothes.


I haven't changed my clothes for two days, and my clothes are already crumpled.

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When she went downstairs, she didn't wash her face or comb her hair. It is estimated that her hairstyle is no more neat than the crumpled clothes.

"Aren't I afraid that they won't be able to wait?" Rila whispered, "Go get me the phone first."

"Okay!" Fu Ziqiu immediately went upstairs to get his sister's phone.

When Fu Ziqiu took down Rila's cell phone, Rila's soup had just been finished.

Eat and drink enough, and now my mind is much clearer.

I took the phone from my younger brother, turned it on, and a lot of messages popped up.

Jin Sinian asked her if she had returned to China.

Mike asked her if she got home safely.

Xiaohe told her that she had confessed to her parents last night.

Of course Rila wasn't angry with her sister, she was going to tell her parents about it.

It just so happened that my sister said it last night, and my parents were mentally prepared.

After Rila replied to Mike, she looked at Jin Sinian's dialogue box and thought about it, but finally she didn't reply to him.

Jin Sinian did not hesitate to find someone to pretend to be his girlfriend to avoid this matter, because she didn't want to have a confrontation with her parents.

Then let her talk about it!

She put down her phone and walked towards the living room.


"Dad, Mom, I've been thinking about it for a few days." Rila walked to her mother and sat down.

Because she felt that her mother might not object to it so strongly.

"A few days?" Fu Shiting asked back, "What can I think about in a few days?"

"It's not the past few days, it's because I've been thinking about what kind of partner I want since I started my global marriage search." Rila immediately corrected herself, "Dad, Mom, what I want is to make me feel comfortable and happy." An at ease partner, I don�t care so much about other conditions. If I am wrong, if I am not happy in the future, I will stop the loss in time. I will not let myself be turned into a bitter wife by marriage.�

Qin An'an nodded, and wanted to say something, but Fu Shiting spoke first: "Since you can bear the divorce in the future, why don't you try with another man? Your feelings for Jin Sinian are just because you didn't marry anyone else." Men have been together day and night. My relationship with your mother only developed after we got along. "

Qin Anan nodded again, feeling that what he said made sense.

"Rilla, Dad doesn't want to have any unpleasantness with you because of this incident. From the day you appeared in Dad's life, you are Dad's most beloved baby. Dad wants to give you the best things in the world. Dad wants to give himself The experience of those who have been there tells you that I want you to avoid detours as much as possible. Mom and Dad want you to be happy the most."

Fu Shiting's sincere attitude moved Fu Ziqiu as well.

Qin Anan was suddenly speechless.

She didn't expect Fu Shiting's eloquence to become so good. JrNovels.com