On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

"Fu Shiyan, we didn't sign a prenuptial agreement. If I divorce you, how much money will I get?" Jiang Shu raised his face and thought for a while.

For the New Year's Eve, Fu Shiyan laughed angrily at her, "You are quite calculating, Jiang Shu."

She had pitiful eyes.

"Fu's lawyers never do business at a loss, you can ask them."

"That's right, you have a team of lawyers." They will definitely not let her take a penny.

"You seem to be very disappointed. Why, do you want a divorce?" Fu Shiyan sealed it with a kiss, as if kissing was not enough.

Jiang Shu was so kissed that he couldn't breathe and shook his head again and again.

It was in this gap that Fu Shiyan suddenly lost his mind for a moment. He thought of the divorce agreement he had signed with Jiang's father...

I hope that agreement will never have the chance to come up with it.

The day passed peacefully. The couple took Lao Jiang to the old house to celebrate the New Year with grandpa.

Grandpa still had some temper on his face, but with so many people together, it was always lively, and that temper soon disappeared.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Jiang Shu ran to the yard to play with fireworks, accompanied by Fu Shiyan, seeing her as if she was her own raised daughter.

The fireworks above his head were in full bloom, and Fu Shiyan suddenly said: "I can't have a daughter in the future."

Jiang Shu wondered: "Why, patriarchal?"

"If she looks too much like you, I'm afraid I'd be reluctant to marry her." In a word, it has been said that more than 20 years later.

Jiang Shu blushed, stood on tiptoes, and picked off the pyrotechnic debris that fell from his head.

Hearing the sound of her heartbeat, Fu Shiyan leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

The kiss under the fireworks lasted for a long time, and at the end Jiang Shu was out of breath, buried her head in his arms, and heard his magnetic voice say in her ear: "Jiang Shu, our third year is coming."

Before I knew it, two years had passed.

Jiang Shu's heart beat like a drum as well.

At this moment, Fu Shiyan's mobile phone in his trousers suddenly rang. She took it out for him and looked at it. It was an unfamiliar number.

Fu Shiyan looked down, and after three seconds, he reached out to pick it up.

He turned sideways, Jiang Shu was puzzled, always felt that he seemed to be under psychological pressure.

I don't know what was said on the other end, Fu Shiyan didn't answer for a long time, and after a while, he said softly, "I see."

Jiang Shu stepped forward immediately, worried: "What's wrong?"

It was a very strange look, with too many emotions mixed in it, making it difficult to distinguish.

Fu Shiyan looked at Jiang Shu with almost nostalgia, and forced a smile, "The company has something to deal with temporarily, and Mrs. Fu may have to be wronged tonight to go to bed by herself."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Shu breathed a sigh of relief. She thought that something serious had happened, "Okay, Mrs. Fu approved it."

Fu Shiyan leaned over and gave her a hug, a little tight, "Wait for me to come back."

"Be careful on the road."

The man entered the old house, explained to the two elders who were watching the Spring Festival Gala, walked a certain distance, and looked back at Jiang Shu.

She stood under the fireworks, warm and moving.

She waved to him.

Fu Shiyan just got into the car.

For some reason, Jiang Shu always felt that he was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was so strange.

She thought, maybe she was thinking too much.

After Fu Shiyan left, Jiang Shu accompanied the elders to watch TV for a while, at this moment, her mobile phone rang suddenly, it was from Qingying.

She didn't think much, "Happy New Year, Qingying."

Qing Ying quickly said in a low voice: "Something happened!"