Limited Time Contract: A Beautiful Wife Is Hard to Train

She lowered her head, the tails of her eyes were dyed red, her long eyelashes fanned out like cattail leaves, two tears hung on her eyes in the blink of an eye, and she sobbed pitifully twice, Fu Yihang had never seen her like this before, her heart was so soft.

As long as she opens her mouth, the stars and the moon will be plucked for her.

He called Shen Simu's name one after another, and his usually cold voice was so gentle that it dripped honey, "I was wrong, don't blame me, okay?"

Song Ya stood at the door with her mobile phone in her hand. She didn't want to enter or not. She put her hand on the doorknob, hesitated for a few seconds, and whispered to the phone: "It's not convenient for the president now."

The voice on the other end suddenly became annoyed, and Mr. Fu was very angry, "Why is it inconvenient, and you are busy dealing with Chu again? How did I tell him?"

The voice was so loud that it was scary, Song Ya hurriedly took the phone away, and waited for Mr. Fu to calm down before speaking, "The young lady is in the office, her mood is unstable, and the president is coaxing her."

Talking about coaxing is enough to give Fu Yihang face, with that tone and tone, low and low, I wish I could kneel on the ground and kowtow to Shen Simu to apologize.

Mr. Fu snorted, "Forget it, I'll call him later."

In the office, Shen Simu wiped away her tears, her eyes were red and even her lips were full of color, she looked in a daze, and said: "You should do your work first."

She doesn't know what's wrong with herself. She always feels that she is in a bad mood recently, as if many things have not been dealt with. When she thinks about it carefully, she doesn't need to do anything, as if she is not needed anymore.

As Fu Yihang said, he can support himself, so why should she go out to work? She really did what others said, she can only rely on Fu Yihang.

"Where are you going?" As soon as she got up, Fu Yihang clasped her wrist tightly, a little too slender.

"I'll accompany you." He got up and interlocked fingers with Shen Simu.

After returning home, Shen Simu locked herself in the room again, and Fu Yihang immediately called Fu's mother and Shen's mother, briefly describing Shen Simu's recent emotional changes.

After getting the news, the two rushed over immediately.

Fu's mother brought the soup that she had just made, as well as all kinds of delicate side dishes, all prepared according to Shen Simu's appetite, Shen's mother was sweating all over, and hurried over.

Fu's mother was about to go upstairs to let her taste the delicacies she prepared quietly, but Shen's mother stopped her.

The gap between the two families is too great, Fu's mother and Fu's old man are in the same household, the servants take good care of them, they don't have to care about work and are often frightened, she doesn't understand why Shen Simu is so neurotic.

But Mother Shen knew.

Shen Simu is a piece of flesh that fell from her body, she can guess what she means with a single look.

She said: "Maybe a bit prone to depression. When she was pregnant with Yi Mu and Moore, she almost couldn't make it through. At that time, the child was eight months old, and she had the idea of ​​abortion."

After finishing speaking, she shook her head, "It's too bitter, yearning is really too hard, even if life is too comfortable now, she still can't forget the past."

Fu Yihang also guessed like this at the beginning, and with the incident between Gu Ziliang and Chu Qingci some time ago, it was normal for her to be unable to bear the successive blows.

He folded his hands together, his dark eyes were dim, staring at something lost in thought.

"It's been so long, maybe Simu has forgotten it long ago. It's just that pregnancy is too hard, and I can't eat well and sleep well. I just ask two more aunts to take care of it."

She took out her mobile phone to make a call, Fu Yihang pressed her hand and said, "The company's business will end soon, and I will stay with her."

"I'm going to see Simu."

Shen's mother went upstairs and knocked on the door. There was a very slight movement in the room, followed by a crying voice, softly, "The door is not locked."

The room was pitch black, the heavy curtains completely blocked the harsh light outside, and the end of summer was still hot, Shen Simu just lay under the quilt, wrapping herself.

The familiar footsteps and sighs lured Shen Simu to poke her head out, revealing a pair of red and swollen eyes, fumbled on the bedside table, and turned on the light.

Shen's mother sat on the side of the bed distressedly, and raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, "My dear daughter, do you feel uncomfortable? Tell mom if you have anything to say."

"I'm fine." Shen Simu repeated indifferent words, "I just feel tired."

Shen's mother didn't continue to ask, and talked to her about her childhood. Downstairs, Fu's mother held back the words in her heart for a long time, but she still couldn't help it.

She carefully considered her words, and said slowly: "Simu may have stayed at home for too long. Since you don't let her go to the company, you should take her out for a walk."

In fact, she wanted to say, what's the big deal, it took so long to hold grudges to make herself sick.

She didn't say a word, the aura around her had revealed her thoughts.

Fu Yihang took a deep look at her and said, "How is Dad's health? Is he better?"

His tone was calm, as if he already knew it, but he just asked a question as usual.

Fu's mother sighed, "When I came, he asked me to tell you not to be cruel to the Chu family. Chu Qingqing's test results came out, and it really is not a child of the Chu family."

She looked emotional, "The child who has been raised for more than ten years is not her own. Who can bear such a big blow? Qingci is also pitiful. You...you should be merciful."

"If I don't show mercy, the Chu family won't even have a chance to survive." It was because of Mr. Fu's face that he gave Chu Qingci a way out.

If she was smarter, she wouldn't be too miserable if she took Chu's hand.

Seeing that he was so persistent, Fu's mother didn't continue talking, and left together after Shen's mother went downstairs.

The rich setting sun in the evening smudged a large area of ​​the sky, and the orange-red light fell from the back. Moore jumped out of the car and ran into the living room bouncing.

Yi Muwen was carrying two schoolbags slowly, holding a delicate doll in his arms, under the thin black bangs, a pair of dark eyes stared closely at Moore in front of him.

He let out a long breath, hugged the doll tightly, and followed into the living room.

The schoolbag was thrown on the sofa, and the doll was thrown into Moore's arms.

Moore ran upstairs with the doll in his arms and shouted, "Mommy! Daddy!"

"Slow down, you forgot to take your little red flower." Yi Mu took out the little red flower from his schoolbag, and Moore ran downstairs again.

He said crisply, "Thank you brother!"

Xiao Rou took Yi Mu's hand, ran upstairs in a bouncing manner, and patted on the door.

After two beeps, Fu Yihang opened the door, rubbed Moore's head, and let the two come in. He said to Shen Simu: "I'll finish the company's business as soon as possible, and I'll be back soon."

When he walked out of the room, he glanced at Yi Mu.

Moore was showing off the little red flower to Shen Simu. Moore closed the door and followed Fu Yihang. He was very calm and calm at a young age. He walked to the living room before asking.

"What's wrong with Mommy?" He could tell at a glance that Shen Simu's mood was not right.