Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

It turned out to be a money fan!Fan Xiaozheng held back an inexplicable smile.

The mood improved a lot, "That's just right, I have nothing else, but I don't know how to spend the money."

After listening, Fucheng glanced at him with small eyes, "Do you think you are Yan Nanqing or Fan Xiaozheng?"

Ok?
The man suddenly heard that he was named, and he felt like winning a lottery. The question is, why can Yan Nanqing be as famous as him?

"You know them?" he asked casually.

The little guy nodded, "Is there anyone in this world who doesn't know them? One is bad and the other is ugly."

As he spoke, his bright eyes fell on Fan Xiaozheng's face again, and he began to look at him for the second time.

The man hooked his lips, "What are you doing looking at me like that?"

Fan Xiaozheng was already thinking that if the little guy asked, he could directly reveal his identity and have nothing to hide.

Unfortunately, the little guy just waved his hand indifferently in a 'city style', "I think too much, not everyone who looks ugly is Fan Xiaozheng."

The man frowned.

Heartbroken.

Song Jianyi wanted to stop him from talking, but he never had a chance to get into his home court.

But at this moment, Fucheng had almost chatted with the man in front of him, and then looked at Song Jianyi, and gave a serious explanation: "Don't tell Mommy what happened today, OK?"

Fan Xiaozheng also looked at Song Jianyi.

She swallowed, being stared at by two equally powerful men, one big and one small, she could only nod her head.

Later, they also exchanged numbers.

Fan Xiaozheng looked at him, "What's your name?"

"Fucheng." Simple and clear, cherish words like gold.

Fan Xiaozheng raised his eyebrows slightly, who chose the name?
"The mansion of the city?"

With a helpless expression on his face, Fu Cheng simply took his mobile phone over, then helped him enter his name, and made a call by the way.

Fan Xiaozheng didn't expect him to be literate at such a young age, and looked at him with a smile, "Don't you ask me what my name is?"

The little guy has already turned on the screen for him, and there are a few big words on it: [Daddy No. [-]]

The man closed his eyes, feeling that he was offended by green.

But I still managed to hold up a smile, the number six is ​​the number six, the promotion is the father, some things should not be too eager for quick success.

After the chat was almost over, Fan Xiaozheng, a battle-tested man, actually brought some cautious inquiries:

"In the future, I will invite you to dinner, go to the mall, and call you directly?"

Fucheng thought for a while, "I can only call you, and I can't let Mommy know." At the end, he asked again: "Or send text messages, up to three at a time. It's not safe for the phone to ring too often."

Fan Xiaozheng laughed, he knew quite a lot.

As everyone knows, Fucheng has learned from the past.

Fan Xiaozheng didn't say that he didn't like sending text messages the most in his life, but nodded and pursed his lips, "Okay."

His cell phone rang, it was Sheng Qiu's call.

Fan Xiaozheng pressed it down without any hassle.

After seeing the little guy, imitating what he said, he asked: "Can you tell me something about your childhood?"

Fucheng's beautiful eyebrows twitched, and his thoughts changed. What he wanted to know was Mengmeng, right?

Then said: "I don't have any stories, but Mengmeng has a lot of things."

Fan Xiaozheng didn't interrupt.

So Fucheng continued to talk: "Papa He said, when Mommy gave birth to me, she almost went to see the King of Hades. She bled a lot and couldn't stop it no matter what."

"So now I'm going out with Mommy, she's empty-handed, just take care of herself with her head, and never let her touch anything she can do, she can't get hurt."

Song Jian sat aside, obviously watching Mr. Fan's knuckles holding the phone tightly, and his thin lips pursed.

I saw Fucheng frowned, "That's why I've always been curious, where did the scar on Mommy's wrist come from? She is so afraid of pain and bleeding, and I don't know which stinky man hurt her!"

Fan Xiaozheng's originally quiet facial features were tightened with a pair of thick eyebrows, and he didn't say a word.

"So, anyone who wants to be her man must be checked by me. Only when I admit it can I be my father!" Mengwa said very seriously, more like telling.

Fan Xiaozheng suppressed his chest a little sorely, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Are your daddies treating your mommy well?"

Fucheng nodded proudly, "Of course! I don't even look at who trained me!"

The man's thin lips curved slightly, but he couldn't smile.

"Ah!" Mengwa sighed in a 'city style'.

Fan Xiaozheng looked at him, "What's wrong?"

I saw Fucheng frowning seriously, with a sad expression on his face, and said: "Mengmeng said that she will work hard in the future, but I can't stop it. But the work is very hard, and she is too beautiful, it is too unsafe to go out! Especially In the entertainment industry, there are men of all kinds."

Fan Xiaozheng has captured the key point.

"Your mommy, do you want to enter the entertainment industry?"

He really didn't expect it, after all, she made a strong appearance in Fanshi Group as soon as she came back.

Song Jianyi didn't know about this either.

So after separating from Fan Xiaozheng, Song Jianyi looked at his feet full of worry, the little ancestor who seemed to be in a particularly good mood.

Ask: "Your mommy really wants to enter the entertainment industry?"

Fucheng nodded, "Isn't it good? Just one face can crush a lot of people, let alone Mengmeng has a brain as smart as mine!"

Uh... Song Jianyi always finds the way he talks amused.

But then again, "Are you revealing your mommy's secret?"

Fu Cheng glanced at her, then waved his hand, motioning her to bend down, then suppressed his voice, whispered: "I told him on purpose!"

what?
Song Jianyi was at a loss, "Why?"

"Because Mommy is special to him, so I naturally have to treat him special! Besides, he is the richest man in the whole capital, even in the world!"

He can let go of such a big leg, of course he wants to hug it!
Oh... Song Jian nodded.

wrong?

She looked at him in surprise, "Don't you know his name?"

Fucheng was completely speechless, "So you women are simple! I have been in the capital for three days, do you know who is the richest in this city?"

He is a recognized money fan!
"Besides, in this world, how many men have criss-crossed scars on their faces, but they can afford hundreds of thousands of suits? Watches also cost millions."

Ordinarily, a man who grows up like that can only do the hardest and most tiring work, and the chance of being a master is too small.

Song Jianyi was completely speechless. After living so long, she suddenly felt that she was really inferior to a little doll!

"However, I think it's very good for Sister Meng to enter the entertainment industry! After crushing An Yan to death, I can still be her follower and play with you every day, okay?"

Fucheng looked at her, "Don't say it, I quite like you, besides Mommy, Huahua and Aunt An An, you are the first woman I like more."

Song Jianyi couldn't help laughing, "The little girl feels extremely honored!"