Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

in the hotel on the other side.

Ye Liang ate some supper, and his vitality was almost recovered, so he looked at the milk baby beside him.

"Your Majesty, can we discuss something?"

The boy cast a 'city style' indifference, firmly: "No."

She pursed her lips, and with a smile on her pretty face, she leaned over, "Just one? Then, I can secretly ask Huahua what gift she wants for her birthday this year!"

Hearing this, Fu Cheng looked at her proudly.

Then, with a look of reluctance, "Okay."

puff!Song Jianyi suppressed a smile beside him, isn't this too easy?How much do you like Huahua?She took him for a day today, and the one she heard the most was either his mommy or Huahua.

Although Song Jianyi didn't know who Huahua was, she asked, Fucheng only said: "The most beautiful little angel in the world!"

Then added: "The archangel is Mengmeng!"

Ye Liang moved his position, looked at him seriously, and said, "Did you see that uncle just now? When you go out in the future, if you encounter him, remember to hide, okay?"

Fucheng has a high IQ and refuses to admit defeat.

But she may not be able to play in front of a fox like Fan Xiaozheng. Besides, she doesn't want to cause trouble.

After hearing this, Fu Cheng frowned, "Why?"

Ye Liang couldn't say why, but said: "He's not a good person, and don't talk about things like a bunch of men behind me, aren't you ruining my reputation?"

The boy frowned after hearing this.

"Isn't that proof that you're attractive?"

Besides, what he said was the truth, okay?

Ye Liang really has nothing to do with him.

Fortunately, the little guy thought about it, and with a reluctant expression, he nodded, "Okay, I will satisfy you."

But his little mind was not idle.

Before going to bed, lying on the big bed in the hotel, Fucheng was thinking, for such a long time, the men around Mommy called after another, but she never said anything bad.

Why is this an exception today?

Not to mention letting him dodge and take a detour, did His Majesty do this kind of thing?

The more Mommy is like this, the more it means something is tricky!Promise her, just follow her mind and make her happy.

After all, girls are for love.

……

During those two days, Yeliang was busy all the time, and Song Jianyi continued to take care of the little guy.

How should I put it, Song Jianyi's only feeling is that this little guy is really too energetic, and his mind is non-stop.

Throughout the day, whenever he had to go out, he would arrange everything properly, no matter how big or small, but she seemed to be the one who was taken care of.

"Still going out today?" Song Jian looked at him, and he didn't sleep at noon.

The little guy nodded, "Go shopping."

Song Jian smiled, "Why do you like shopping so much as a boy?"

The little guy gave a 'city style' look.

At the bottom of his heart, he was thinking, if he doesn't go out every day, how could he meet the strange sorghum that night again?How can you know what he does?Do you have any plans for Mommy?
Alas, women are so simple-minded.

Not to mention, after wandering around for two or three days in a row, today I ran into Fan Xiaozheng.

Fan Xiaozheng has been so busy these two days that he has almost no time to eat because of his company affairs, so he has a little time today.

People in Luye said that she is busy every day, traveling to various places, and a girl is taking care of the child.

Seeing someone, Fan Xiaozheng knew that the girl was Song Jianyi.

They met in a mall elevator.

When Song Jian saw Fan Xiaozheng, he was taken aback, and his first reaction was to protect Fucheng.

But after thinking about it, it seemed that this behavior was a bit irritating, so he pursed his lips and lowered his head.

"Remember me?" Fan Xiaozheng said first.

Fucheng raised his small face, and the man lowered his body cooperatively so that he could see clearly.

The little guy frowned, with a look of vigilance, "Why are you following me?"

"..." Fan Xiaozheng was suddenly stopped by him.

Then he hooked his lips, "Coincidental." He said again: "The snacks in this mall are good, may I treat you?"

Fucheng did not refuse.

Went to a small shop, sat on the table outside, Fan Xiaozheng found that the little guy was looking at him all the time.

This is probably the first time he wants others to see his true face, and letting a child see his ugly face at the moment really damages his image.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Before he could think of a topic, the little guy asked him this question with a serious face.

The man smiled slightly, "Why do you ask that?"

"Humph." Fucheng snorted softly, "Don't think I don't know, do you want to be my dad too?"

and also?
Fan Xiaozheng tasted his words carefully, trying to sound like he was just asking casually, "A lot of people are like your father?"

Fucheng raised his chin slightly, "Of course, Mengmeng is so beautiful and I am so good, which man has no dream?"

Then, the little guy nodded at him and said, "It's not impossible for you to want to be my father, but you must pay me a monthly change fee."

what?
No matter how experienced Fan Xiao Zhengrao is, he has never heard of such a thing, changing his mouth?

Fucheng looked at him, and said: "My fathers pay me tribute every month." Then he said that he lacked a lot of you, "Think about it yourself."

Song Jian sat aside, with more expressions than chameleons from beginning to end.

Sitting there, she didn't know what to say at all. If she talked too much, she was afraid that Fan Xiaozheng would ask more questions, so she simply pretended not to know her.

But listening to the little guy's business experience, he couldn't help but couldn't help but what big things he was going to do next, did Sister Yeliang know this?

Fan Xiaozheng stared at him for a long while, with a slight curvature on the corner of his mouth.

It seems to be very interesting.

After thinking about it, I asked, "So, how many fathers do you have now, and who are they? Where is your biological father?"

Fucheng thought for a while, then raised his fingers and started counting: "The first is Daddy He, I lived with him when I was young."

Said.As if he is an adult now.

Then he said: "Later, Mommy brought back Daddy Xiyi, Daddy Wukuo, Daddy Guang, Oh, and Daddy Leng..."

Fan Xiaozheng's thin lips became tighter and tighter.

From his address, he could almost guess who those people were.

Wen He?Xiyi, Wukuo, Gong Leng?He just doesn't know who it is.

What he finds ridiculous at this moment is that she has contact with anyone else, except him?

And not at all.

"As for my father..." Fucheng said with a tangled look on his face, "I was just thinking about which one of them to promote. Both are great, and neither is easy to choose."

Three black lines on the man's face.

With his father here, he actually wants to be promoted.

He barely softened the lines of his face, and the voice between his thin lips was still gentle, "Is it true that whoever gives you a high salary will be promoted?"

Fucheng looked at him superficially, "You adults have lost money?"

But in a blink of an eye, he immediately double-standarded, and said in a serious manner, "If the monthly tribute is much higher, you can reluctantly consider it!"