Limited Time Contract: A Beautiful Wife Is Hard to Train

"Meet someone I know, I'll go say hello." Yi Yuncheng smiled, and walked towards Fu Yihang with a wine glass.

As soon as the two met, gunpowder was everywhere.

Yi Yuncheng laughed and raised his wine glass, "I didn't expect Mr. Fu to be honored, it's a great honor."

"I want to see what kind of man has the guts to snatch a woman from me." With an indifferent expression, he reluctantly raised his wine glass and touched it lightly.

The scene of his two treasures pestering Yi Yuncheng back then is still vivid in his memory, this enmity cannot be forgotten.

He glanced at the surrounding decorations, snorted coldly, and said his impression directly without any politeness, "Exaggerated, just like you."

Yi Yuncheng froze, he didn't expect that Fu Yihang, who was usually as cold as an iceberg, would have such a petty side at this moment, a helpless smile spread on the corner of his mouth.

If it was him, and he met his true love, he would probably be similar to him.

"Missing her... are you okay?"

Fu Yihang stared at him for a while, "Very well, the baby is about to be born."

Song Ya, who had been pretending to be a transparent person behind him, choked on his saliva and coughed untimely. He quickly covered his mouth, his shoulders trembling slightly.

"Is... soon to give birth..." Yi Yuncheng's expression changed, a little strange.

Fu Yihang snorted coldly, he knew that this wild man was still thinking about his wife, fighting with him?

During a banquet, Yi Yuncheng's mood was not stable all the time, which attracted Fu Yihang's frequent glances.

He asked Song Ya, "Look at him, is he sad?"

Song Ya raised her eyes when she heard the sound, then shook her head, "It doesn't look like it."

Fu Yihang withdrew his gaze and didn't ask any more questions.

Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at a figure inadvertently, flashed around the corner, and walked into the corridor, the familiar profile made him feel cold all over, he held his wine glass tightly, and suddenly chased after him.

Song Ya didn't know the situation, so she hurriedly followed.

There are countless rooms on both sides of the corridor, and it is impossible to know where that person went.

Song Ya caught up with Fu Yihang out of breath, and asked, "Who did you see?"

"Gu Ziliang."

As soon as these three words were uttered, the air around him became a little colder.

Fu Yihang dripped ink with a gloomy face, rubbing the sore brows, "Maybe I misread."

Yi Yuncheng from a distance glanced at him, his already ugly face darkened a bit.

After the banquet, in the room at the end of the corridor, Zhuang Mingyuan shook his wine glass, relaxed his movements, smiled and looked at Yi Yuncheng who walked in with a sullen face.

"Who is angry with Yi Shao? His face is so ugly."

"Are you crazy?" Yi Yuncheng looked at the other man beside Zhuang Mingyuan, the man's face was hidden by the dim light.

He could only hear him laughing softly, sitting forward, revealing his appearance, it was Gu Ziliang.

He said: "When did you become so timid, it's not like your style."

Yi Yuncheng sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette, "She is about to give birth."

"So, are you soft-hearted?"

He took a deep breath and cursed: "You fucking didn't tell me that the person you want to deal with is Fu Yihang! If I knew, I would never agree!"

Gu Ziliang suppressed the smile on his lips, and stared at him sullenly, "Are you going to give up?"

"I quit." He got up and put out the cigarette, "I don't care about your affairs, but I won't participate either."

Zhuang Mingyuan, who hadn't interrupted all this time, picked up the wine glass, handed it to Yi Yuncheng, and said, "It's just a woman, why bother to be so caring, a second-hand product is not worth it."

"What did you say?" Yi Yuncheng paused with the hand holding the cup, staring at him fiercely.

He was joking and wanted to ease the atmosphere, but he didn't expect Yi Yuncheng to care so much.

Zhuang Mingyuan smiled, "Did I say something wrong?"

He was also annoyed, neither of them would bow their heads, the atmosphere in the room gradually became tense, full of gunpowder smoke.

After a long time, Yi Yuncheng suddenly laughed in a low voice, "In your eyes, women are just your nourishment. You can tell how cruel you are just by looking at Qingci."

He thinks that he is not a gentleman, if Shen Simu is not happy, he will use all means to snatch him away from Fu Yihang.

But Zhuang Mingyuan really refreshed his three views.

Shameless, despicable, unscrupulous, what he hates the most, Zhuang Mingyuan occupies them all.

Under a delicate skin, there is a dark and dirty heart.

Zhuang Mingyuan even tore through the last disguise. He knew his methods, but he did not allow his partner to provoke him with such a tone.

"What did you say?"

Yi Yuncheng raised his eyebrows, "Didn't hear it? I don't mind saying it again."

He got up with a sneer, and walked out of the room. The sound of the wine glass falling to the ground came from behind him, and he twitched the corner of his mouth, ignoring it.

The room was in a mess, Zhuang Mingming's eyes were scarlet like blood, and he was very angry, but Gu Ziliang was as calm as water. He waited for him to calm down a little before opening his mouth:
"Put your thoughts away, him, you can't move."

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It has been a week since I received the package last time, and life is peaceful and beautiful, so Shen Simu didn't take this matter to heart any more, lying on the beach chair by the pool with juice in her hand.

Little days, very comfortable.

Aunt Zhang took the courier and walked over. She lowered her head and tore the courier apart. She didn't notice that Shen Simu groaned while clutching her stomach, her little face was pale and bloodless.

"Young Madam, your courier has arrived, and there is still a note."

Shen Simu took a deep breath, took the note, and looked into the box again, there were baby clothes again.

She endured the pain and looked at the note. The writing on it shocked her: Why did you throw away the gift I gave you?Do you not like it?

Gu Ziliang, it's Gu Ziliang!

She clutched her stomach in pain, couldn't catch her breath, and her face was blue.

Aunt Zhang said "Ouch", quickly supported her, and shouted: "Come on, the young lady is about to give birth!"

No one expected that Shen Simu's delivery period would suddenly be raised for half a month.

When Fu Yihang arrived, he was still in the emergency room.

Seeing him coming, Aunt Zhang passed the note according to Shen Simu's words. She broke out in sweat and trembled when she spoke, "Young Madam gave it to me, saying that Gu Ziliang is back."

Right now he couldn't care about Gu Ziliang anymore, and asked about Shen Simu's situation.

Aunt Zhang shook her head, "The situation is not good, and she was stimulated again. When she was sent to the hospital, she passed out."

She raised her hand, recalling the scene of blood on her hand, and said again: "A lot of blood has been shed again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to give birth."

At the same time, there was a miserable cry from the emergency room, which grabbed Fu Yihang's heart.

He clutched the note tightly, and at some point in his eyes, fine red bloodshots crept up, and the words Gu Ziliang rolled back and forth between his lips and teeth, soaked in his hatred and anger.

The door of the emergency room opened wide, and Fu Yihang immediately went up to meet him, "How's the situation?"

The doctor said: "The child can be born, but the young lady is emotionally unstable now, and the delivery process may be difficult. As for what will happen in the middle, we cannot predict."

He paused, and then said: "So you need to be mentally prepared."