Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

Fans don't stop Wen Qian from falling in love, she's already behind the scenes, so there's nothing wrong with falling in love.

"Which little brother is it? You don't know Hong Jingtong?" The person who has the closest relationship with Wen Qian recently is Hong Jingtong, so he naturally became the first guess.

Some people believe it and some people don't.

After watching a show, Wen Qian was completely exhausted and paralyzed, but she still had to pull out the most perfect smile when facing the camera.

The assistant held her waist.

"Don't mind me coming, go and get the clothes I just asked for." Wen Qian gave her a card, the clothes they bought could be taken away on the spot or delivered to the door, Wen Qian couldn't wait, besides, she also had car.

Gao Yajun took off her makeup and was already waiting outside the door for Wen Qian to come out. She watched Wen Qian get into a Rolls-Royce, and now she was sitting in the most ordinary public because of bankruptcy. This gap made Gao Yajun hate it. itch.

Seeing Wen Qian's car start, Mr. Gao Ya hurriedly said, "Follow the car in front."

She wants to see where Wen Qian lives and see if she has a chance to do something.

After following for more than ten minutes, I saw a Rolls-Royce driving into a community, and was stopped when I wanted to go in, and Mr. Gao Ya was asked to show his access card.

Where does she have an access card, she sneered: "Sorry, I went wrong."

The security guard snorted, there are no other residents around this high-end community, how could he go wrong, it must be some paparazzi, it is a pity to be a paparazzi at a young age.

Mr. Gao Ya didn't know what the security guards were thinking. This was Fu Yicheng's private residence in France. Not many people knew about it, and even she had never entered it.

Pregnant with the Fu family's child is really a treasure, and Fu Yicheng follows wherever she goes.

When Wen Qian came back, Fu Yicheng fell asleep on the desk with his hands propped up.

In this cold weather, even if there is heating at home, you can't sleep like this. Wen Qian gently shook Fu Yicheng awake with distress, and Fu Yicheng leaned his head on Wen Qian's stomach gently.

"Why don't you go back to bed?"

"I'm waiting for you." It was so comfortable to go back to the room, and I was afraid that I would sleep too deeply, and I didn't even know Wen Qian was back.

"What are you waiting for me? With the driver and assistant following me, I'll be fine." Her assistant is now Fu Yicheng's eyeliner.

Besides, the people who didn't deal with her were all in China, and few people knew her abroad.

"Guess who I saw at the show?" Wen Qian wanted to test Fu Yicheng, but she didn't know that Gao Yajun was the model for this show.

"Who?"

"Gao Yajun." Wen Qian said the name and Fu Yicheng's expression didn't fluctuate in the slightest.

Wen Qian laughed, because she was overwhelmed, she told Fu Yicheng to go back to bed quickly and went into the kitchen.

The butler came over and said, "Madam, what are you doing?" The kitchen is a high-risk area for pregnant women.

Wen Qian licked her lips, and made a "shh" gesture to the butler: "I want to eat a small cake, don't tell sir."

The butler was amused by Wen Qian's cute and pitiful appearance: "Don't tell me, ma'am, when you were away, I heard my husband make a call to someone, and after a few arguments, Wen Qian realized that the housekeeper was suing her, but he It's also for the good of Fu Yicheng.

"Did you hear what he said?"

The butler looked up at the sky and thought about it carefully: "I seem to hear something like 'I don't care, forget it'." Through the door, the butler couldn't hear it clearly.

It should be Fu Jinan, Fu Yicheng is superficially polite to everyone, but has a dark belly behind his back, except for Fu Jinan, who can blow Fu Yicheng's fur in minutes.

But why did Fu Yicheng call Fu Jinan?
"Can the housekeeper take out the computer for me?"

The housekeeper responded. Wen Qian searched her name and found that it was all praise and praise, and she didn't see a single word of black her.

Could it be that Fu Jinan took action to seal all these people, that's why Fu Yicheng was so angry, thinking that Fu Jinan was meddling in her affairs.

Fu Yicheng walked behind Wen Qian at some point, if the housekeeper hadn't made a noise, Wen Qian would still be immersed in her own guesses.

"Why didn't you sleep?"

"You slept before you came back, but you can't sleep now, what are you looking at?" Fu Yicheng obviously saw it and asked.

Wen Qian stood up, told Fu Yicheng to turn around, hugged Fu Yicheng's back lightly, and sighed comfortably.

Fu Yicheng's back is wide and comfortable, but it's a little hard, but it makes people feel very safe.

Fu Yicheng's heart softened, he grabbed Wen Qian's soft little hand, and noticed Wen Qian's abnormal mood: "What's wrong?"

"I know you called Fu Jinan."

Fu Yicheng raised his eyebrows. When he called, he didn't shy away from the family servants. It's not surprising that Wen Qian knew it.

"I originally planned to catch the big fish behind me and clean them up together. Who knew that Fu Jinan was meddling in his own business." However, Fu Yicheng reluctantly agrees with his handling method, and sometimes this method works for these people.

Wen Qian nodded: "Since Uncle Fu did it, he did it, and he did it for my own good."

Fu Yicheng snorted angrily: "I don't care about accepting his favor, and you don't need to thank him."

Fu Ji Nian wanted to bribe him and Wen Qian for such a small favor. He thought too much. Even if they did a hundred good deeds, they would not be enough to offset them.

Wen Qian laughed, and rubbed Fu Yicheng's back: "Where are there people who don't recognize their father-in-law and mother-in-law? Isn't it just a joke for outsiders to see?"

She didn't know it before, but now she knows, Ning Wenru has such a good temper, Wen Qian thinks it's not too difficult to get along with her mother-in-law.

"I have no objection if you want to get closer to Ning Wenru, but I won't recognize her."

Wen Qian wanted to say that there were no absolutes, but Fu Yicheng had been cold to his family for so many years, and it was not possible for him to settle his suspicions overnight.

"Even if you and I don't recognize each other, the children will recognize their grandparents in the future." Wen Qian prolonged her voice.

Fu Yicheng frowned, he hadn't thought about this question.

"Then let the child have your last name, so that he has nothing to do with the Fu family."

Wen Qian was taken aback, how much Fu Yicheng hated Uncle Fu and Aunt Ning, he could even say such words.

She hit Fu Yicheng on the back, but she forgot that Fu Yicheng's back was much stronger than her hands, and Wen Qian's hands hurt even from the beating.

Fu Yicheng hurriedly turned around and held Wen Qian's hand in his own: "Are you all right?"

"It's something! How can you say such a thing, aren't you afraid of losing face to your ancestors?"

If Wen Qian used Fu Jinan to threaten Fu Yicheng, she would definitely scoff at her, but Wen Qian moved out from the ancestors of the Fu family. When his grandfather was alive, he treated Yi Cheng very well. Grandson is worried.

It was rare that Wen Qian didn't refute immediately.

Wen Qian could see that Fu Yicheng still had feelings for the family: "Is there no one else in your family besides your parents?"

"Fu Jinan has an older sister and an older brother, and they are all grandchildren now."

How did Wen Qian hear the pitiful look in Fu Yicheng's tone.

It's no wonder that Ning Wenru values ​​Wen Qian's baby so much.