Your Miss Su is blackened

Fu Moxing caught the change in her eyes, and subconsciously, he was about to hang up the phone.

In the ear, Su Linger's voice continued: "Brother Mo Xing, just meet me at noon, at least let me give you a gift, okay?"

"No need."

The three words without temperature fell down, and the phone was hung up.

The man put out his cigarette and walked towards the bedroom with long legs.

Su Wan had already sat down in front of the dressing table.

Fu Moxing stopped beside her, still thinking about the look in her eyes that made him extremely uncomfortable just now.

He wanted to explain, but couldn't speak.

On second thought...

He didn't do anything at all. Need to explain to her? !
The man frowned, more contradictory than ever.

In the end he didn't say anything, turned around and went into the bathroom, and went to take a shower.

Two 10 minutes later.

The two of them got into bed together.

As usual, Su Wan left the man with a back view.

But Fu Moxing reached out and held her in his arms.

He smelled the fragrance of her hair, something surged in his blood, and the man's deep and magnetic voice sounded: "Do you know what day tomorrow is?"

She curled her lips silently, and said without hesitation: "It's one day closer to our divorce."

All of Fu Moxing's interest faded away after hearing these words.

He stopped his hand on Su Wan's lower abdomen, and his eyes naturally became a little colder. Looking at her side face half covered by her long hair, there was a light sigh between his lips and teeth.

How should we judge... this woman? !
She was clearly so ignorant of good and evil, but he felt that he was becoming more and more patient.

……

The second day is Saturday.

Fu Moxing doesn't need to go to the company.

During breakfast, he looked at the woman with a cold face opposite, and said slowly: "I invite you to dinner at noon today, is there anything you want to eat?"

She answered decisively: "No."

It wasn't like answering a question, more like declining his invitation.

The man clenched his fingers a little bit, his expression restrained: "Then accompany me to eat what I want."

Su Wan chuckled: "You are really interesting. Since the results are the same, why bother to ask me hypocritically? I said I won't accompany you, are you going to lose your temper again?"

Fu Moxing's eyes darkened.

He stared at her face that was a little rounder than before, but still beautiful, thinking that maybe his child was growing, so she was getting fatter.

His... children and wife.

Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but feel a little more tenderness in his eyes.

Fu Moxing started to eat breakfast with his head down, during which he kept thinking about a question, should he remind Su Wan that today is his birthday? !
He couldn't count how many times he struggled.

But when the woman on the opposite side put down the tableware, the man still looked at her, opened and closed his thin lips and said, "Today is my birthday."

Su Wan heard it.

But after she met his gaze, she smiled and asked in a gentle voice: "Birthday... Then, do you need me to wish you a happy birthday?"

Listening to her words, Fu Moxing felt a little expectation in his heart.

He looked at her and moved his lips: "will you?"

The latter chuckled, and said as casually as possible: "Of course not. On my birthday, Mr. Fu didn't wish me a happy birthday. Instead of blessing, he even gave me a gift from my friend. After a lot of waste, do you think that I am such a holy mother, that I will repay evil with virtue?"

The man's clenched fists almost made the sound of bone dislocation.