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

No matter how dull Jian Changqing was, she still felt that something was wrong with Fu Nianchen in front of her.If it were the usual Fu Nianchen, how could he be so impatient with her?

But when the little pudding incident happened, Fu Nianchen might feel uncomfortable.Jian Changqing couldn't adjust her emotions well, let alone Fu Nianchen.

So Jian Changqing didn't worry about what was wrong with Fu Nianchen anymore, she just attributed Fu Nianchen's inexplicable irritability to the little pudding's matter, so based on the idea of ​​mutual understanding, Jian Changqing didn't say anything more.She sat quietly opposite Fu Nianchen, watched Fu Nianchen take two mouthfuls of the breakfast in front of him, took a sip of soy milk, and said, "Go and pack some clothes you often wear."

After hearing this, Jian Changqing was stunned, and looked at Fu Nianchen in front of him, "Huh? Where are you going?"

"Since grandma doesn't want to exchange little pudding back, according to grandma's style, I don't feel too relieved about little pudding. In this case, we will go to Fu's old house to live for a few days, which can be regarded as being able to accompany little pudding. In addition , I can think of a way." Fu Nianchen frowned, looking helpless.

Jian Changqing also knew how old Mrs. Fu was. She had always been unyielding and tough, and it was almost conceivable that she would not be soft on children when it comes to education.Moreover, Fu Nianchen has already been there, so he knows her temper better.Now that even Fu Nianchen has said that, it can only be a bad idea if there is no other way.

But Jian Changqing still hesitated, although it was because of Little Pudding.But after this trip, Mrs. Fu will definitely treat her more harshly.

"Is there no other way?" Jian Changqing frowned and flinched.If it wasn't for this step, Jian Changqing really didn't want to do such a trick.There is no such thing as a harmonious relationship between her and Mrs. Fu.

Fu Nianchen seemed to have considered this issue, looked at Jian Changqing solemnly, and nodded helplessly.

"Let's stay in Fu's old house for a few days first, and stay with Little Pudding so that she doesn't have to be so scared, and then we'll see the situation. When I think of a way, I'll definitely bring you back." Fu Nianchen stared into Jian Changqing's eyes, like Give her a shot in the arm.Thinking that Little Pudding was not by her side, Jian Changqing was not so scared anymore, and immediately nodded heavily.

Jian Changqing didn't say anything, went upstairs and went back to her room to pack her luggage.While tidying up, I was always uneasy.Little Pudding was brought up by Jian Changqing since she was a child, and she has never left her.And now, I don't know if Little Pudding is comfortable in Fu's old house, and will cry every day to find her.The daughter who had been held in her palm and cared for all of a sudden was suffering beside the strict Mrs. Fu. When Jian Changqing thought of this, she became very worried and wished she could go to Little Pudding's side immediately.

After packing up his luggage, Fu Nianchen changed into a suit of clothes, and took Jian Changqing to the direction of Fu's old house.In the carriage, neither Jian Changqing nor Fu Nianchen spoke, they were all worried, worried that Mrs. Fu would not back down even a single step.

The thick and delicate gate of the old house of the Fu family was getting closer and closer in front of the two of them, and Jian Changqing's heart became more and more tense as the old house of the Fu family became clearer and clearer.

This decision is like a battle. If he wins, Little Pudding can return to his mother.But losing, no matter Jian Changqing or Little Pudding, it means that there is no redemption.

Fu Nianchen's sports car came to the front of Fu's old house, and after a "click", the heavy door slowly opened to both sides.

Fu Nianchen took Jian Changqing's luggage and led her into the magnificent old house again.In the living room, Mrs. Fu was still sitting where she was last time, pressing the remote control repeatedly.

Knowing that someone was coming, Mrs. Fu just raised her eyelids and looked at the TV again.

"Here? I sent Little Pudding to learn painting." Mrs. Fu said without raising her head.

"Grandma, Changqing came back to stay for a few days, to accompany you and Little Pudding. Let the child get used to it first." Fu Nianchen stood at the entrance, and Jian Changqing stood behind him.

"Take her to the room on the first floor." Mrs. Fu turned her head and told the silent housekeeper beside her.

Hearing such words, Fu Nianchen was a little impatient.Having lived in the Fu family's old house for so long, all the Fu family members know that the first floor is the servant's room.

Jian Changqing also knew this, but she just froze and reached out to grab Fu Nianchen's wrist.

The warm body temperature of Jian Changqing on his wrist suppressed Fu Nianchen's questioning that was almost blurted out. He really wanted Jian Changqing to be wronged here for a few days, and give him more time to think of a solution.But how could Jian Changqing, as his woman, live in the servant's room?
And Mrs. Fu on the sofa also seemed to know what Fu Nianchen was thinking, and said in a low voice: "There is no extra room at home."

After hearing this, Fu Nianchen's expression suddenly became even uglier.Jian Changqing bit her lower lip and tugged at Fu Nianchen's arm.Fu Nianchen turned his head and saw Jian Changqing shaking his head at him.

Jian Changqing took a deep breath, and then replied, "Okay. As long as I can be with Little Pudding, I can do whatever you want."

Mrs. Fu seemed to disagree with Jian Changqing's words, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Little Pudding has her own room. She should learn to be independent by herself. If she sleeps with adults again, she probably won't grow up in her lifetime."

Jian Changqing knew that this trip would not be easy, and Madam Fu's making things difficult was already within her expectation.However, she didn't know that the situation would be more complicated than she imagined. Little Pudding had only lived in Fu's old house for a day, and now Madam Fu had arranged to learn painting.

Before the two of them could speak, Mrs. Fu continued: "Also, our Fu family does not raise idlers, let alone people who are not surnamed Fu but are lazy. Since you choose to live in the old house of the Fu family Now, we must abide by the rules of our Fu family."

"Grandma! Changqing is my wife and Little Pudding's mother. You shouldn't do this, right?" Fu Nianchen clenched his fists and patiently refuted Mrs. Fu's words in a low voice.

Madam Fu turned her head, looked at Fu Nianchen resentfully, and said softly: "I haven't asked you to explain the matter between you and Ji Xi..."

Hearing these words, Fu Nianchen trembled all over, his face flushed red, but he couldn't say a word.

Grandma must know that he and Ji Xi are on the trending list.She believed that Jian Changqing didn't know about it, that's why she had such a hint.

After hearing Mrs. Fu's words, Jian Changqing turned her head and looked at Fu Nianchen, as if she was a little worried.

In this situation, Jian Changqing didn't have time to think too much, she just felt that Mrs. Fu used Ji Xi to threaten Fu Nianchen.

"Stop talking, as long as I can see the little pudding, I can do whatever you want." Jian Changqing didn't want to embarrass Fu Nianchen, so she answered Mrs. Fu's words before Fu Nianchen.

"Well, Mama Wu! Take Miss Jane down to see her own room, and arrange tomorrow's work for her."

As soon as the words were finished, someone came out from the corridor, glanced at Jian Changqing, lowered his eyes and replied: "Yes, old lady." After finishing speaking, Wu Ma walked up to Jian Changqing again and said, "Miss Jian, where are you?" Please. I'll show you your room first."

Jian Changqing turned her head to look at Fu Nianchen, her eyes seemed to say "don't worry".

Fu Nianchen nodded, and Jian Changqing followed Mama Wu and left the living room.

Things really went as Jian Changqing thought, under Madam Fu's instructions, Madam Wu led her to the servant's room on the first floor, and brought her a set of servant's clothes, which she put on the bedside.

Jian Changqing's room was arranged at the end of the corridor. Mama Wu took out a bunch of keys and opened the door, and the smell of dust and rotten wooden door rushed towards the two of them.Jian Changqing's sense of smell has always been very sensitive, and the dust flying all over the sky entered her nasal cavity, causing her to sneeze several times.

When Jian Changqing was sneezing one after another, Mama Wu murmured beside her, "Tsk, you're so delicate."

Although the voice was not loud, Jian Changqing could easily hear it.She knew that Madam Wu dared to treat her like this because of Mrs. Fu. After all, a woman assigned to a servant's room was no different from other servants except for the respectful "Miss Jane".

Jian Changqing took a while to recover, and finally accepted the unpleasant smell.It's just that when she raised her head and began to look at the servant's room in front of her, although she was already mentally prepared, Jian Changqing frowned while looking at it.

The room in front of him was so corrupt that it didn't look like a place where people lived.There are many stains on the yellowed and peeled wall.The windows also seemed to have not been opened for a long time, and even the window frames were covered with a thick layer of rust.On the other side, there is a mattress, and there is not even a sheet on the mattress.

No matter how well prepared he was mentally, it collapsed layer by layer when he saw the scene in this room.

Jian Changqing looked distressed, frowning, unwilling to take a step forward.It's a bit too embarrassing for her to live in such a room.Even though she doesn't have any problems with cleanliness, she is still a person who likes to be tidy.

Mama Wu also seemed to understand Jian Changqing's hesitation, and she said respectfully: "Miss Jian, the other servants' rooms are already occupied, and only this one is left. Don't worry, I will arrange someone to clean it for you. , and other necessary bedding and daily necessities will also be prepared for you. You can put down your luggage first and come with me to the manager's room to accept your task arrangement, is that okay?"

Reaching out without slapping the smiling face, Jian Changqing saw how Mama Wu's face changed in seconds, and understood why she was so fond of Mrs. Fu.Who doesn't love someone who flatters and hits the point every time?