Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Fu Yuhuang got into the car, gathered up his suit, and asked, "Are they here?"

"Yes, Mr. Fu really expected things, they are already squatting outside." Lin Guanjiahui reported.

"Go to the company, there will be a meeting in an hour." Fu Yuhuang said coldly.

"It's [-]:[-], and there is still a meeting? They should have all gone home, and the nightlife has begun. Otherwise, there will be a video conference tomorrow, the same thing. After all, everyone is happy, so they won't complain, only It will work harder." Butler Lin suggested.

Fu Yuhuang looked at Steward Lin. If he followed his previous temperament, no one could stop him from doing what he wanted to do.

However, since he strongly ordered Mu Qianqian's child to be killed, he has restrained himself.

At the beginning, Steward Lin also persuaded him, but he didn't listen.

"Go back." Fu Yuhuang said solemnly, a little tired, leaned on the chair, twisted the bridge of his nose, and rested.

Butler Lin smiled.

He felt that President Fu had begun to change, becoming less impersonal, but...

Butler Lin remembered Mu Qianqian, his eyes dimmed again, he didn't speak any more, and drove the car quietly.

the next morning

Fu Yuhuang was woken up by the phone. He thought it was Niya who called and answered.

"Fu Yuhuang, save me quickly, your fiancee is crazy, she found someone to catch me, and now she wants to scratch my face, come and save me." Niya screamed.

"Fu Yuhuang, I caught Niya, do you want to help?" Xue Ziqi said arrogantly.

"Where is the address, I'll tell you later." Fu Yuhuang said solemnly.

"Are you really here to help? Aren't you afraid that I will kill her?" Xue Ziqi shouted.

Fu Yuhuang hung up the phone and called Butler Lin, "Where is the address confirmed?"

"Yes, our people have surrounded them." Lin Guanjiahui reported.

"Send me the address." Fu Yuhuang said in a deep voice, hung up the phone, got up, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and drove to the address that Butler Lin sent him.

On the way, Fu Yuhuang's cell phone rang again.

Seeing that it was from Xue Ziqi, he hung up the phone and didn't answer.

Xue Ziqi called again, Fu Yuhuang frowned, answered, and asked in a bad tone, "What's the matter?"

"Do you want to save your old friend?" Xue Ziqi asked.

"Do you want me to come, or do you not want me to come?" Fu Yuhuang asked rhetorically.

Xue Ziqi saw that Fu Yuhuang didn't come at all, she didn't want to care about Niya's appearance at all, and her tone softened, "As long as you don't come back with Niya in the future, I can forgive you, if you invest in her again, in the future Don't come to me."

Fu Yuhuang arrived at an abandoned chemical factory and drove in, "If I have to go back to her, what are you going to do?"

"Then I'll shave her face!" Xue Ziqi shouted.

"Then don't blame me for sue you." Fu Yuhuang said coldly.

Xue Ziqi was restless, "Fu Yuhuang, believe it or not, I will kill her now. If you sue me, my father will not let you go."

Fu Yuhuang reached his destination and hung up the phone.

Xue Ziqi's teeth were itchy, and she ordered: "Scratch her face first, take a picture and send it to Fu Yuhuang."

"No, no, don't scratch my face, Fu Yuhuang doesn't like me, but I know a secret of him. If you let me go, I'll tell you the secret." Niya said cleanly.

Fu Yuhuang pushed open the door and went in, and the tall figure stood with backlight.

Niya shouted in surprise: "Yuhuang, save me."