Give you heartbeat, return to hell

Tang's mother embraced Tang's father, did not speak any more, but comforted her sad husband with her own actions.

After a while, Tang's father calmed down, and Tang's mother immediately said, "It's not our fault, it's right in the middle. Fu Yunshen will suffer retribution for doing so sooner or later."

Then he coaxed Father Tang: "But you must pay attention to your body, so eat at least a little to fill your stomach."

Tang's father sighed, patted Tang's mother on the back of the hand, and said, "Okay, if you are here, you still have a chance!"

Then he picked up the chopsticks and greeted Mother Tang, "Come, eat, eat. I'll wash the dishes after eating, and you have a rest too."

"Hey, good." Mother Tang laughed, "I still remember that when we first got married, we didn't have anything, and then I cooked and you washed the dishes."

"How many years ago"

In a small apartment, two old people smiled and talked about the interesting things in the past.

Time flies, Tang Wanjun's belly was only slightly swollen, but now it has grown to the size of a watermelon.

Fu Yunshen got along with her in peace, and sometimes they would have dinner together, and then deal with official documents in the ward after dinner.

But the usual sarcasm is indispensable.

"Look at your appearance. If Meng Yichen saw it, he would probably turn around and run away." She always said that she had disheveled hair and stomped on the ground barefoot.

"Reading these novels every day, no wonder the whole person looks more and more stupid." She mocked her for reading those brainless novels with gusto.

Tang Wanjun was still angry at first, but later found out that it was Fu Yunshen who would feel uncomfortable if he didn't say a word, so he was relieved.

Just say it, if you really feel annoyed, Tang Wanjun will start to reply.

"Mr. Lao Fu doesn't care about that. I believe that besides my undeniable beauty, I also have a shining inner part."

"Why do you catch me reading romance novels every time, and I didn't praise me when I read detective novels in front of you?"

During this period, Tang Rou and Fu Yunshen's friends all knew about her being locked up in the hospital to raise her baby, and they called Fu Yunshen several times during meals, trying to persuade Fu Yunshen and Tang Wanjun to break up.

Fu Yunshen even turned on the speakerphone once.

"Brother Shen, I didn't say that you haven't divorced yet?" The man at the other end is named Wang Yi, who is in the real estate business and is also a high school classmate with Fu Yunshen. People in the circle gave him the nickname Big Trumpet.

"Well, not yet." Fu Yunshen motioned Tang Wanjun to peel the shrimp for him, and then replied flatly.

"No way, didn't you say at the wine bureau that you would definitely divorce that woman in the future?" Wang Yi said loudly on the other end of the phone, "You said she urged you to go home every day, and you were very annoyed. Go home Still like a log."

Tang Wanjun glanced at Fu Yunshen with a half-smile, then stuffed the freshly poached shrimp into his mouth.

Fu Yunshen frowned, and then called back, "So?"

"That Rou Rou is different, she is gentle, considerate and well-behaved. Didn't you say you will marry Tang Rou after divorce?" Wang Yi was very worried when he saw Tang Rou's circle of friends these days.

Obviously, Fu Yunshen didn't have time to read it at all, but when he heard Wang Yi's words, he frowned even deeper, "Don't talk nonsense."

Where did he get the word that he wanted to marry Tang Rou?
"Brother Shen, really, why not get a divorce." Wang Yi earnestly said, "Tang Wanjun is indeed a lot more gentle and virtuous after marrying you, but you also know that the title of Little Queen in Beijing is not for nothing. Yes. Before we married you, almost none of our families had been bombarded by her."

He smacked his lips, as if recalling, "Tsk tsk, back then, in order to chase you, she was able to walk like flying in high heels, and climbed up to the top of Baiyun Mountain abruptly. We men were choked up to the top of the mountain, and she just didn't take it easy. After taking a breath, I will pull you to ask if you want to eat the fruit salad she made."

Tang Wanjun was smiling, but unconsciously exerted force on the fingers holding the spoon. Anyone who heard a talkative man talking about the dark history of the past in front of the gossip person probably would not be very happy .

Fu Yun snorted deeply and was obviously full of impressions about that incident.

Wang Yi said while talking, "Brother Shen, don't talk about anything else, human nature is hard to change. She may pretend to be in front of you. After a long time, maybe she will rape you domestically." gone."

As soon as these words came out, Tang Wanjun continued to eat with lowered eyes, while Fu Yunshen's face froze suddenly, and he coughed lightly, "Get to the point."

"The point is, why don't you get a divorce earlier?" Wang Yi vaguely heard Fu Yunshen's displeasure, and said cautiously: "Although Tang Wanjun is beautiful, there are certainly people who are prettier than her, right?"

"It's time to eat." Fu Yunshen interrupted Wang Yi, and then hung up the phone neatly.

Wang Yi on the other end looked blank, "Why did you hang up on me? I haven't finished talking yet, Brother Shen!"

"Eat." Fu Yunshen turned the phone to silent, and signaled Tang Wanjun to continue peeling the shrimp for him.

Tang Wanjun slandered inwardly, and then continued to peel the prawns for Fu Yunshen without complaint.

Tang Wanjun's hands are extremely beautiful, with ten fingertips like bamboo shoots, narrow and slender, plump and fair, with a pinkish pink on the fingertips, watching her peel shrimp is a very pleasing thing to watch.

Fu Yunshen unconsciously became dazed.

Tang Wanjun finished peeling a plate of shrimps, seeing Fu Yunshen still staring at her hands, frowned, "The peeling is over, the supervision is over."

One sentence brought Fu Yunshen back to his senses. He took a deep look at Tang Wanjun, then picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and ate in silence.

According to the usual practice, Fu Yunshen would leave around nine o'clock in the evening, but today Tang Wanjun had finished taking a shower, but Fu Yunshen still left.

She had expected it in her heart, but she would not take the initiative to ask if she was killed.

She watched Fu Yunshen walk into the bathroom, hurried to bed, and prayed that she would fall asleep quickly.

But I don't know if it's a psychological effect. The more I want to sleep first, the more I can't fall asleep.

Fu Yunshen came out of the shower and bullied him, but Tang Wanjun still wanted to struggle, "There is still a baby!"

"Well, take it easy tonight." Fu Yunshen ignored Tang Wanjun's weak resistance, and wiped her clean again.

When Tang Wanjun woke up the next day, she didn't feel sore back, but instead felt smooth, as if she had been moisturized.

The servant who came to deliver breakfast in the morning also exclaimed, "Miss Tang, you look good today." Then he glanced at the mark on Tang Wanjun's collarbone, and smiled knowingly.

Tang Wanjun was ashamed and ashamed, wishing she could just find a crack to get in.

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