Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Fu Yuhuang knew that Mu Qianqian had hung up the phone.

He still kept his answering posture unchanged, with gloom and sadness flowing in his eyes.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door.

Only then did Fu Yuhuang regain his senses, put the phone on the table, looked towards the door, and regained his usual calmness and restraint.

Butler Lin came in, nodded, and reported: "Mu Qianqian has no doubts that we have settled the nail households in Chenqian Village. She successfully signed the contract. It is estimated that the construction of Chenqian Village will start soon."

"Explain, let the relevant departments over there not make things difficult." Fu Yuhuang ordered, his eyes on the computer, and he was typing with a crackle.

"Yes." Butler Lin stepped back.

The assistant also wanted to go out, and was about to suffocate with the gloomy Fu Yuhuang. She pointed her nose to Butler Lin for help.

"Go out too." Fu Yuhuang said without raising his head.

The assistant realized that she was talking about her, and hurried out of Fu Yuhuang's office.

After Fu Yuhuang came back last night, he locked himself in the office, called her, and just let her sit and do nothing.

She hadn't slept all night for some reason, but it wasn't until she received a call from Mu Qianqian that she understood the purpose of President Fu calling her here.

Although she felt distressed and puzzled for Mu Qianqian, his parents couldn't control Fu Yuhuang's affairs, let alone her little assistant.

She does what she is told.

The assistant followed Butler Lin out of the office.

She saw Butler Lin's son Lin Junnan also coming, and exchanged glances with Butler Lin.

Butler Lin shook his head.

Lin Junnan sighed and frowned again to look at Butler Lin.

Butler Lin shook his head again.

Lin Junnan understood, pushed open the door of the office and went in, "My Boss Fu, you are not in good health. It's not easy to recover from sitting like this. Do you want to become Pojiao in the future?"

Fu Yuhuang didn't look at him, and said coldly, "I have a flesh wound, it's not that serious."

"Flesh wounds are also gunshot wounds. They didn't hurt the bones, and they pressed a few nerves. You won't do it if you don't pay attention to rest." Lin Junnan said with confidence.

"You talk a lot, I know my own body." Fu Yuhuang frowned impatiently.

"Then, can I change your dressing? I'll waste 10 minutes of your time, Mr. Fu!" Lin Junnan said helplessly.

Fu Yuhuang looked at Lin Junnan, released the mouse, and walked to the sofa to sit down.

Lin Junnan stepped forward to change Fu Yuhuang's dressing.

During the dressing change, Fu Yuhuang closed his eyes and rested on the sofa.

The atmosphere was very quiet, eerily quiet.

"Junnan, do you think she will forgive me?" Fu Yuhuang asked suddenly.

Lin Junnan looked at Fu Yuhuang and met his Shen Rui's eyes, "I'm not Mu Qianqian, how could I know what she was thinking."

"Forget it." Fu Yuhuang felt irritated and looked at his lap, "Have you done it yet?"

"It's been a few days. Your wound hasn't been scarred yet. I want to fix it, so that I don't want to fuck you early in the morning. My dad is getting old and serving him is tired." Lin Junnan said rudely. said.

"You feel sorry for your father, why don't you accept your father's job, how much is your job in the hospital, and it's exhausting, is it interesting?" Fu Yuhuang stood up. "You go out."

Lin Junnan also stood up, hesitated, and finally asked his own question, "Are you really going to marry Xue Ziqi?"

Fu Yuhuang swept towards him, keeping a close eye on it, "When will you take care of my affairs?"