One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

Jian Changqing was brought back to the villa by Fu Nianchen. She was alone and widowed, and she was still wearing his coat, but there was no charming atmosphere between them.

Jian Changqing put the hair scattered on her face behind her ears. She has nothing now, and self-knowledge is the only thing she has left. No matter what purpose Fu Nianchen used to rescue her today, she is grateful to him.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu." Jian Changqing thanked him sincerely, "I don't have the necklace on me now, so I will definitely deliver it to Mr. Fu next time."

As for Yan Ruohan's whereabouts, she was still hesitant to tell.

This reciprocation did not cause Fu Nianchen much trouble, but he just lifted his eyelids and glanced at her.

At this moment, Fu Nianchen's phone rang.

Jian Changqing saw that he didn't mean to hide himself, so he answered the phone in front of her.

"Grandma." After Fu Nianchen yelled, he didn't speak again. The voice on the other end of the phone kept coming, and it never stopped during his silence. It took a while before he spoke, "There's no need to force me and Ji Xi to get together, I already have a candidate for marriage, and I'll bring it back for you to see tomorrow."

Jian Changqing's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. Does Fu Nianchen have someone to marry?
She glanced at Fu Nianchen. It didn't look like she was going to get married, but more like she was going to have a feud.

The current atmosphere is really not suitable to stay for a long time, Jian Changqing plans to leave as soon as the call is over.

After waiting for too long, Fu Nianchen hung up the phone. The low air pressure on his body made it difficult for Jian Changqing to speak for a while, but after a while, he still spoke.

"Do you want 100 billion more?"

Before she could say anything, Fu Nianchen suddenly threw out such a muffled thunder. Is he going to buy Yan Ruohan's whereabouts from her?

Combined with that phone call, it was hard not to think so.

"Although I'm not sure about the exact location, I just need to ask the people around me." Jian Changqing's heart rose because of Fu Nianchen's words.

"Oh." Fu Nianchen sneered, "Stupidity is not terrible, the most terrible thing is pretending to be smart."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Jian Changqing's face, "I don't know what else in me is worth such a big price for Mr. Fu."

Fu Nianchen has never been short of women, let alone beautiful women, not to mention that he already has someone in his heart.

"Marry me, be a good Mrs. Fu, and the money will be yours." Fu Nianchen offered the conditions.

Jian Changqing's heart skipped a beat for half a beat. She had just experienced an extremely bad wedding. Now, as far as Jiangcheng is concerned, she is a plague that everyone can't avoid. For her, there is still someone who wants to marry her, even if it's just a deal.

"Okay." Without any hesitation, Jian Changqing agreed. Even if he wanted to belong to her, she didn't feel wronged. In front of Jian's, everything else became unimportant.

This was a transaction without any suspense, and the two hit it off and reached a consensus.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow." Fu Nianchen never thought that Jian Changqing would not agree, and he would not accept any other answers.

After agreeing, Fu Nianchen asked the driver to take Jian Changqing back.

Throughout the night, Jian Changqing tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. She rewound Fu Nianchen's words back and forth hundreds of times in her mind, and did not fall asleep until dawn.

The next day, Fu Nianchen arrived as scheduled.

Coincidentally, the two chose the same color of clothes tacitly, which seemed more like the same thing.

On the way, Jian Changqing couldn't help asking about the things to pay attention to today.

"Is there anything I should pay special attention to?" Although they were a transactional marriage, the ones I went to meet today were the elders of Fu Nianchen's family. Prominent family.

Even wealthy families are divided into three, six, and nine classes. The Fu family's illustriousness is unmatched by others.

"Just be yourself." Fu Nianchen said lightly, with no worry about the upcoming things on his face.

After thinking about it, Jian Changqing still said what she was worried about, "I really want to cooperate with Mr. Fu, but you should also know that my current reputation may not be so smooth. If Mr. Fu's family strongly opposes it, I can't cooperate with Mr. Fu." If I wish, then can Mr. Fu fulfill the conditions that Mr. Fu promised me?"

As soon as the words fell, Jian Changqing was startled by the hand that was suddenly extended by the person beside her.

"We're going to get married, so let's talk about Mr. Fu one by one. Be good, call me by my name." Fu Nianchen's fingers wrapped around a strand of hair hanging down Jian Changqing's cheek, and he whispered softly, like a whisper between lovers.

That charming tone made Jian Changqing a little at a loss. The only person she had dated with was Mo Shaochuan. During their relationship, he was polite and gentle, but he had never been so tender.

In the end, Jian Changqing followed the good advice, "Nian Chen"

After shouting, her cheeks were flushed.

Fu Nianchen looked at the scene in front of him with great interest, and raised the corners of his lips, "My words have always been effective. As for whether I can fulfill my wish, that is all for me to consider."

When Fu Nianchen said these words, there was coldness and strength hidden in his eyes, and an unstoppable aura exuded from his whole body.

With his guarantee, Jian Changqing's anxious heart suddenly settled down.

The car drove into the compound, and the guard at the gate only let it go after seeing Fu Nianchen.

The people who can live here are no longer judged by their wealth. They have high status and power, and their every move will cause a wave of turmoil in all walks of life.

When they arrived, Fu Nianchen got out of the car first, stood beside the car and waited for Jian Changqing to get off, then bent his arms, and Jian Changqing tactfully pulled him up.

"Master Chen, the old lady was waiting for you early in the morning, and even asked me to cook your favorite roast pork."

As soon as he arrived, someone greeted him at the door.

Fu Nianchen didn't answer her immediately, but turned to Jian Changqing and said, "This is Mama Wu, just tell her what you like to eat, her skills are no worse than a chef's."

After seeing the people around Fu Nianchen, Mama Wu was very surprised. The old lady Fu talked to her yesterday. Fu Nianchen found a partner by himself, and said that he would bring it back today to have a look. These days, I have heard a lot His absurd things, but now they are outrageously absurd!
How can this woman be worthy of being the young mistress of the Fu family, she is not even worthy of entering the door of the Fu family.

Wu Ma thought she had tried her best to conceal her emotions, but she still clearly showed her dislike for Jian Changqing.

On the way here, Fu Nianchen briefly talked about his family's situation. Wu Ma was married by Mrs. Fu, and she has been doing her best to take care of the whole family of Fu's family. She is said to be a servant, but her emotions are more than that.

Jian Changqing knew that today was a tough battle, so don't try to pass it easily.

"I see, Nian Chen." Jian Changqing moved closer to Fu Nianchen shyly, and said to Wu Ma, "Then it's hard work for Wu Ma. I'm not picky, but my taste is bland."

Wu Ma smiled and didn't answer, completely ignoring someone like Jian Changqing, and kept booing and asking Fu Nianchen warmly.

Jian Changqing just pretended that she didn't know, and walked forward holding Fu Nianchen's hand affectionately.

Mrs. Fu was sitting on the sofa, wearing glasses, holding a newspaper in her hand, and did not look up when she heard the movement.

"Grandma." Fu Nianchen shouted.

Only then did Old Madam Fu slowly raise her head.

"Grandma." Jian Changqing called after Tian Tian.

After just one glance, Mrs. Fu buried her head in the newspaper again, "Sit down, wait until I finish this paragraph."

Fu Nianchen took Jian Changqing to find a place to sit down, and the old lady Fu was silent after watching this paragraph.

The living room was terribly quiet, you could almost hear your breath, this silence was like a silent contest between the two, whoever couldn't stand it first would lose, and they didn't want to lose.

Jian Changqing was caught in it, probably because Fu Nianchen's psychological comfort was too good when he came here, but he was not nervous at all, and he still had time to observe the parents of the Fu family who were not far away.

She has heard a lot about Mrs. Fu's deeds. A woman does not give way to a man, and she is as tough as a man.

Her hair is gray, and the years have carved marks on her face, which adds a bit of courage to her. Even if she just sits quietly and reads the newspaper at the moment, it still gives people endless pressure.

It might not be so easy for her to accept herself.

Thinking about this, Jian Changqing couldn't help turning her head to look at Fu Nianchen.

After all, they are a family, and no one would doubt that Fu Nianchen is not from the Fu family. He and Mrs. Fu are too similar, not only in appearance, but also in the strong and cold spirit that comes out of their bones, which are in the same line.

Just when Jian Changqing was curious about who would win first in this contest, an eager voice came from outside.

"Grandma, I heard that my brother brought that woman from Jane's family home for the night last night!"