Ma'am, don't be greedy, Mr. Fu brings hundreds of billions and children to marry

When Sheng Yiruo entered, Duan Yuhe was accompanying Nan Yi to try on the dress. The wine red backless trailing dress was elegant, gentle and noble.

It's just that the red color collided with the jewelry she designed before.

She clenched the hand holding the safe suitcase, "Aunt Nan..."

When the two turned their heads, Duan Yuhe's eyes were full of provocation, as if her position in the Fu family would not be shaken no matter what her relationship with Fu Zhaochen was.

Duan Yuhe said, "Is Yi Ruo here?"

The attitude of the master disgusted Sheng Yiruo.

She nodded slightly, "Aunt Nan, I brought over my gift and the jewelry you ordered before, but I didn't know that you chose a wine red dress tonight, which was a color contrast."

Nan Yi came over with her skirt in her hand, she smiled amiably, "Open it up and have a look, I have so many jewelry, I can change it, can't I change the dress?"

Duan Yuhe's brows were full of coldness, "Godmother, this dress was made by godfather half a year ago, how can you change it?"

At that time, Sheng Yiruo had already opened the jewelry box.

When Nan Yi saw the beautiful brooches and necklaces for men, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, "This...is this designed by you?"

"Yes, Aunt Nan, do you like it?"

Sheng Yiruo's voice was light and clear.

Nan Yi's complexion turned pale for no reason.

Seeing this, Duan Yuhe looked at the necklace and brooch. The elements were the main stone in the shape of a heart, as well as thorns and roses, but the appearance of the thorns clinging to the heart undoubtedly reminded Nan Yi of Fu Siyu.

At that time, Fu Siyu's face was destroyed, and her body was tied with black ropes, while her body was covered with trickling bright red blood, and a heart that stopped beating at any time.

Seeing this one, Nan Yi staggered and sat on the sofa, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead.

Sheng Yiruo didn't understand, so she sat next to her, "Are you uncomfortable? Why do you look so bad?"

Duan Yuhe pushed Sheng Yiruo's hand away, "Sheng Yiruo, why did you design such a thing to stimulate my godmother, or do you want to stimulate me?"

Sheng Yiruo, "..."

Duan Yuhe glanced at Sheng Yiruo, "I hate your pretending to be innocent the most, but anyone with a brain knows that when Si Yu was alive, he liked the heart-shaped red treasure the most. What do you mean?"

She knew that except for a few key people, no one knew how ugly and unbearable Fu Siyu's death was, so she said that.

One is to keep Fu Siyu's face and posthumous name, which the Fu couple wanted to preserve, and the other is to arouse Sheng Yiruo's curiosity. She is to let Sheng Yiruo know that because of this heart, Fu Zhaochen will never give up on her.

There will be unhappiness and filth between her and Fu Zhaochen, but there is no possibility of him giving up on her.

When Sheng Yiruo heard this, she realized that her design had violated Nan Yi's taboo. She hurriedly explained, "Aunt Nan, I don't know about this, I'm sorry."

Nan Yi's complexion was not good, she patted Sheng Yiruo's hand, "It's okay."

Hearing the commotion, Fu Chen came from the second floor, and he strode over to Nan Yi. "What's wrong? You look so bad."

Duan Yuhe took Sheng Yiruo's jewelry box, "Godfather, Yiruo didn't mean it, but this thing irritated godmother."

Fu Chen glanced at the jewel, his pupils constricted for a few seconds.

He said in a deep voice, "Sister Lin, put away the jewels. Put them where Madam can't see them."

Aunt Lin, the housekeeper of the Fu family, quickly put away the jewelry and sent it to the safe upstairs.

Sheng Yiruo bit his lip, tears rolled in his eyes.

Her voice was a little trembling, "Uncle Fu, I didn't know this would happen. I meant to praise you and Aunt Nan for their steadfast relationship and sharing the wind and rain. I don't know..."

"Well, I know, those who don't know are not guilty."

Fu Chen had no intention of dealing with Sheng Yiruo and Duan Yuhe, he was full of Nan Yi's state, and he didn't want to arouse her illness during such a day of making her happy.

He hugged Nanyi's waist, "Honey, I'll accompany you upstairs to lie down."

Nan Yi's empty eyes gradually came back to life, she nodded wearily, then got up, she glanced at Sheng Yiruo's unopened gift.

"Fu Chen, that is a gift from Xiaotu. I like it very much. I have seen the design drawing before."

Fu Chen understood, reached out to take it, he turned his head and said to Sheng Yiruo, "Call Zhaochen and ask him to pick you up."

Sheng Yiruo thanked them for their tolerance and protection, but she felt more and more guilty, and couldn't stop crying.

Duan Yuhe's eyes were cold and ridiculed. She didn't understand why the Fu couple was so tolerant of Sheng Yiruo. If this matter was placed on others, Fu Chen would definitely be furious, but he kept restraining himself from talking to Sheng Yiruo in a soft voice. .

She lowered her eyes for a moment, "Godmother, shall I accompany you upstairs to lie down?"

Fu Chen rejected her request, "You also have to attend at night, so go ahead and make preparations, I'll just accompany you as a godmother."

Sheng Yiruo and Duan Yuhe left one after the other.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Duan Yuhe's eyes were gloomy, and she twitched the corners of her mouth, "My godfather and godmother are really tolerant to you, but brother Chen hasn't told you the reason?"

Sheng Yiruo was startled, her heart ached, although she knew that Duan Yuhe was trying to sow discord, but Fu Zhaochen did not tell her about Fu Siyu.

Moreover, all the friends of the family know that Fu Siyu died in a car accident, but they don't know the rest of the details.

Does Duan Yuhe know?

Duan Yuhe twitched the corner of her mouth, she opened the door and got into the car, and the face of her assistant Zheng Wen appeared in front of Sheng Yiruo again.

Sheng Yiruo took a step back and leaned against the car door.

Duan and Zheng looked at each other proudly, and drove away.

After they left, Sheng Yiruo called Fu Zhaochen and told what happened just now. Fu Zhaochen frowned when he heard this, "Xiaotu, wait for me at Pingning Manor, I'll go there now."

Sheng Yiruo opened the door and sat in the car. She thought carefully about Duan Yuhe's words and Nanyi's expression. She vaguely sensed that there was something hidden about Fu Siyu's death.

A heart-shaped diamond, a heart?

Sheng Yiruo remembered that Duan Yuhe had a heart transplant.

Could it be that Fu Siyu's heart was in Duan Yuhe's chest, and Fu Zhaochen cared about that heart and tolerated her for many years?

Scenes of the two breaking up, scenes of being together came one after another, Sheng Yiruo's eyes were filled with tears as he thought about it.

Not long after, Sheng Yiruo heard the sound of knocking on the car window.

Fu Zhaochen stood anxiously outside the car window.

Sheng Yiruo pushed open the car door, "Zhaochen..."

Fu Zhaochen hugged Sheng Yiruo into his arms, "It's okay, I'll go and explain to my parents, they didn't blame you at all."

"Is sister Si Yu's heart on Duan Yuhe's body?"

Sheng Yiruo's quiet voice made Fu Zhaochen feel deafened. He hugged Sheng Yiruo tightly, "Well, yes... This is the Fu family's secret, and Si Yao doesn't even know about it."

"Before you tolerated her because of this?"

Sheng Yiruo embraced Fu Zhaochen, "If she threatens her with death in the future, you will indulge her again and give up on me, right?"

Fu Zhaochen had never thought about this issue, he was a little at a loss for a while, but this trace of panic fell in Sheng Yiruo's eyes as worry and uneasiness.

Fu Zhaochen sensed the emotion in Sheng Yiruo's eyes, "I won't, absolutely not."

Sheng Yiruo paused, "You hesitated."

She knew why her lack of self-confidence came from, she pushed Fu Zhaochen's hand away, "I'm a little tired too, I want to go back."

"Yiruo, I know what you're worried about. What you're worried about will never happen." Fu Zhaochen hugged her back into his arms, "Your medical report is fake, we will have a baby."