Young master, your vest fell off

It was fine just now, but suddenly I felt guilty.

Situ Han's thin lips parted slightly, and his voice became lower, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, what can I do, you are really interesting." Fu Miaomiao curled her lips, tried her best to break away from Situ Han's hand, and turned to arrange flowers.

Situ Han looked at Fu Miaomiao's back...

He was almost sure that Fu Miaomiao had something to do, but since she didn't want to say it, she didn't insist.

"I'll go wash up first." After speaking, Situ Han went into the bathroom.

Fu Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now Situ Han suddenly became so scary that he could see that something was wrong with her.

Does he have clairvoyance?

Fu Miaomiao inserted the cherry blossoms and stared at them in a daze for a while, with the little things between him and Situ Han echoing in his mind.

During this period of time, because of Situ Han's existence, she felt that her life was very happy... It's not that she was unhappy before, but because there was one more person in the family, more popularity, and a little more warmth. Even An An Also happy.

She likes their home, and also likes the feeling of Situ Han's presence, more of that kind of warm feeling... Of course, Situ Han looks very good-looking, she likes it very much, she is just like that.

Fu Miaomiao finally took her eyes off the cherry blossoms, looked at the door of the bathroom, went to bed and got under the covers in silence.

Situ Han washed up quickly and came out in less than 10 minutes.

Fu Miaomiao was lying with her back to Situ Han. With her eyes closed, she could hear rustling footsteps.

Then, the quilt was lifted, and the position around him collapsed.

Fu Miaomiao closed her eyes tightly, pretending to be asleep.

She was still not sure if Situ Han really liked her.

Just as she thought of this, a strong arm suddenly crossed her waist, and Fu Miaomiao was taken aback...

She will never have anything to do with Situ Han tonight.

Fu Miaomiao quickly turned around to stop Situ Han from approaching, "I'm not in the mood tonight."

Situ Han: "What mood?"

Fu Miaomiao: "..."

Don't you ask this knowingly?
"It's that mood."

Situ Han's voice was slightly cold, "Who said I'm going to have sex with you?"

The corners of Fu Miaomiao's eyes twitched.

I'm overthinking co-authoring, right?
"Then why are you hugging me..."

Uh, well, he probably just wanted a simple cuddle.

That's even worse.

Doesn't a simple hug mean that he really likes her? Who would see a man have the urge to simply hug a female friend?

This is not okay.

Fu Miaomiao curled her lips, "You can't hug me, I'm sleepy, go to sleep."

After finishing speaking, Fu Miaomiao turned around again, with her back to Situ Han.

Situ Han's eyes darkened, he looked at Fu Miaomiao again, turned around, and turned off the light.

……

The next day.

Before breakfast, Fu Miaomiao went to work.

Fu Yan'er looked at Fu Miaomiao's hurried back, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her lips.

She knew that Fu Miaomiao was going to solve Ji Yan's matter.

Now that Sun Shupeng is being played to death by her, so what if Fu Miaomiao finds Sun Shupeng?

As long as Sun Shupeng doesn't tell the truth, no matter how much Fu Miaomiao does, it's useless.

Fu Yan'er hid the smug look in her eyes, and followed everyone to the restaurant.

"An'an, is your mommy busy recently? She doesn't even eat breakfast." Fu Taishan's voice was deep, with complaints in his tone.

But An An could tell that Grandpa cared about Mommy's body.

An An glanced at Fu Yan'er, then smiled obediently, "Grandpa, Aunt Xiao Nian will prepare breakfast for Mommy."

Only then did Fu Taishan feel relieved, and looked up at Fu Yan'er again, "Yan'er, how is your company doing now?"

Fu Yan'er smiled sweetly, "Grandpa, I just took over the company, and I still have a lot to learn. My seniors have already brought the company on the right track. I just need to learn from them."

Fu Yaner said this very modestly, and Fu Taishan was very happy to hear it, "Well, there is no end to learning, and it is a good thing to be modest."

The smile on Fu Yan'er's lips deepened, she lowered her head and continued to eat breakfast.

An An and Situ Han looked at each other, but said nothing.

After breakfast, An An said goodbye to Fu Taishan and went to school.

On the way, An An said: "Daddy, have you and Mummy still not reconciled? Mummy is running away from you."

Situ Han controlled the steering wheel with both hands, and glanced at An An from the inside rearview mirror, "You can see this?"

An An sighed, "I've been with Mommy for so many years, how can I still not understand her? Haven't I already taught you?"

Situ Han also found it very strange. When Fu Miaomiao first received the flowers last night, he could tell that she was really happy, but she suddenly changed.

Facing his subordinates or enemies, Situ Han can analyze their psychology, but to Fu Miaomiao, he feels like a kid who doesn't understand anything.

Situ Han felt very confused, and for the first time, he felt very helpless.

An An leaned forward, "Daddy, what's the matter? Tell me, and I'll analyze it for you."

A smile finally appeared on Situ Han's almost monstrous face, "An'an, you are still too young, there are some things you don't understand."

An An pouted, "Daddy, don't treat me like an ordinary kid."

Situ Han smiled faintly, "You also understand the relationship between adults?"

An An acted like a person who came here, "Is there anything I don't understand, it's just whether I like it or not, just like Duo Duo in our class, she likes me, but I don't like her, so I rejected her."

Situ Han: "..."

Grandma An An's voice continued, "Daddy, in fact, love is very pure, it's whether you like it or not. Do you like Mommy now?"

Situ Han was silent for a moment, and seemed to be seriously thinking about this question.

Does he like Fu Miaomiao?
He thought that he liked Fu Miaomiao, even if he didn't love her deeply, but he did.

"like."

"What about Mommy? Does she like you? Do you feel it?" An An asked.

Situ Han fell into deep thought again, "I can actually feel that your mommy likes me too."

An An nodded and smiled happily, "That is to say, the two of you have reached the point where you like each other now, but you haven't pierced the window paper yet."

The corners of Situ Han's eyes twitched slightly.

Is An An really a child?

How do you know everything?
"so what?"

"So I can be sure that Mommy was really jealous last night, so she doesn't want to talk to you."

What An An said is justified...

Fu Miaomiao's anomaly last night seemed to be jealous?
But... Miaomiao seems to have something on her mind, and she doesn't want him to know.

An An naturally didn't see such a deep-seated thing. No matter how smart he was, he was still a four-year-old child.

But just now, Situ Han really hoped that An An could give him some hints.

The car finally arrived at the kindergarten, and Situ Han sent it to the school safely, and then went straight back to the company.