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

Fu Zhaochen called and asked where Sheng Yiruo was, which really scared Chen Wanning.

Because in the circle of rich and powerful families, if any of the sons and daughters of the wealthy family picked one up, they would not be afraid of Fu Zhaochen.

Of course, they were also afraid of Sheng Yiruo's two elder brothers, but they were older than them and started work earlier, so they basically didn't play with them, so Fu Zhaochen was the master in their circle.

Chen Wanning dared to scold Fu Zhaochen behind his back, but in front of him, she was also a cowardly sister.

She didn't dare to ask Fu Zhaochen and Sheng Yiruo what was going on, so she started to say, "Xiaotu went to see Auntie Sheng and Eldest Sister, and when she came back, she was scraped by a car, her foot was twisted, and then a kind man The man has been sent back to Furong Garden."

Chen Wanning saw that the last shared location was Furong Garden.

Fu Zhaochen frowned when he heard this, thinking that Sheng Yiruo complained that she was about to fall to her death, it must be because of her inconvenient legs and feet that she fell again.

He hung up the phone, took the car keys and went out.

He Yu walked over with a stack of documents in his arms, "Boss Fu, the meeting is about to start, where are you going?"

"I have something to do," Fu Zhaochen said in a cold tone, looking at He Yu impatiently, "you preside over the meeting."

He Yu, "..."

In his memory, Fu Zhaochen had never been a hands-off shopkeeper at work, and this was the first time!

He Yu shrugged, and walked towards the conference room with the documents in his arms, "Looking at the way you are struggling for women, I thought of one word - what you deserve."

When Fu Zhaochen arrived at Furongjingyuan, he pressed the password Chen Wanning told him and entered the door.

Pushing open the door, Sheng Yiruo was lying sprawled on the sofa, her white cotton shirt was full of water stains, her flesh-colored and white underwear were faintly visible.

Sheng Yiruo turned her head to see that it was Fu Zhaochen who came, and her eyes were a little hot.

"How did you come?"

Looking at the embarrassed Sheng Yiruo, Fu Zhaochen's anger completely disappeared.

He strode over, "Where are you hurt? Show me."

Sheng Yiruo thought that Fu Zhaochen was here to inquire about the crime, and asked her where the project was going, but he didn't expect that he came to see her.

Fu Zhaochen squatted down and stretched out his hand to gently pick up her left leg. The moment his hand grasped her calf, Sheng Yiruo's whole body tensed up.

She clutched the pillow on the sofa with her hand, and kicked her legs with red eyes.

"do not move!"

Fu Zhaochen pressed lightly on the red and swollen area, "Does it hurt?"

With tears in his eyes, Sheng Yiruo nodded, "Mmm..."

Sheng Yiruo, who was sniffing his nose, was pitiful, while Fu Zhaochen, who was pulling his nose, felt very uncomfortable.

His tone softened a bit, "You are going to see your mother and sister, you can tell me, I will accompany you, how could such a thing happen?"

Sheng Yiruo turned his head and looked away, "The cat is crying for the mouse, aren't you going to the hospital to accompany Duan Yuhe?"

Fu Zhaochen felt that Sheng Yiruo would really hate people, he sighed, "Yuhe and I only have brother and sister feelings, don't think too much about it."

After finishing speaking, he got up and took off his suit jacket, helped Sheng Yiruo to put the jacket on her body.

Fu Zhaochen reached out and wiped the tears from Sheng Yiruo's face, "I'll take you to see a bone trauma doctor first, and then you follow me back to Yaqingyuan."

"I'm not going back, I'm fine living by myself."

Sheng Yiruo took off Fu Zhaochen's clothes because she didn't want to owe Fu Zhaochen any favors.

This marriage was inherently unequal, the door was wrong, the household was wrong, and apart from being unhappy, there were quarrels between the two, a standard resentful couple.

Fu Zhaochen's gaze sank, and he wrapped his clothes around Sheng Yiruo again, "I must be forced to be hard."

After speaking, he started to hug him up.

When he walked to the door, Fu Zhaochen caught a glimpse of a Rolls-Royce umbrella hanging on the umbrella stand.

His expression was gloomy. As far as he knew, all the luxury cars of the Sheng family were sold by Sheng Yiruo, and she only kept a Porsche Panamera for transportation.

So whose umbrella is this?

"Fu Zhaochen, let me down."

Sheng Yiruo's hands and pedals were useless at all, Fu Zhaochen regained his composure and hugged her even tighter.

The rain outside stopped, and a rainbow hung in the sky, which is rare in a metropolis like Ningcheng.

Sheng Yiruo looked at the rainbow, but he heard Fu Zhaochen say, "You don't know how to cook, and you broke your leg again. Are you allowed to starve yourself to death at home?"

Sheng Yiruo looked up at Fu Zhaochen's jaw line, she shook her head, and then said stiffly, "Aren't there still takeaways in this world?"

"Yo, you're not picky about your food anymore?"

Fu Zhaochen rolled a blank look at Sheng Yiruo, "You are not very big, but you have many problems."

Sheng Yiruo, "..."

How did he know she was picky about food?

This is a bad habit brought up by Sheng Yiruo's parents, and it has not changed for many years. At first, it was because her mother was born to an older woman. She has a weak spleen and stomach since she was a child, and the Sheng family has always accommodated her eating habits.

But later, Sheng Yiruo's spleen and stomach had been healed long ago, but the habit of picky eating has not changed over the years.

Sheng Yiruo looked at Fu Zhaochen softly, and asked tentatively, "How do you know that I'm a picky eater?"

Fu Zhaochen paused slightly, he didn't speak, but opened the car door and carried her into the car.

On the way, Sheng Yiruo obviously didn't give up on the question just now, Fu Zhaochen said perfunctorily, "Because Uncle Sheng mentioned it to me more than once, I remembered it."

Sheng Yiruo, "..."

She was sad because it turned out that the one who remembered all her habits was her loving father Sheng Jinyan.

Sheng Yiruo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and closed his eyes to block the tears.

When they arrived at the Diet Hall, Fu Zhaochen walked in with Sheng Yiruo in his arms.

It is a time-honored shop located next to an entertainment club. It is said that the owner is very close to the Fu family, because Fu Zhaochen's father, Fu Chen, invested in and opened the club.

Now this club is under the name of Fu Zhaochen, and part of the equity of Jinghua University is also under Fu Zhaochen's name. It is said that Fu Zhaochen's cousin gave him a coming-of-age gift, and Fu Zhaochen is also the youngest director of Jinghua University.

Sheng Yiruo came here for the first time, looking around at the surrounding furnishings,

I saw Fu Zhaochen familiarly say to the bruises doctor, "It's a sprain. It didn't hurt the bones, but it was very swollen."

Doctor Dieda is a young handsome guy, he nodded with a smile, "Let me see."

After speaking, he took a look at Sheng Yiruo, who was extremely beautiful, and he just pressed his hand.

Sheng Yiruo groaned in pain, "It hurts...it hurts..."

Fu Zhaochen's face darkened, "Didn't I say I didn't hurt any bones, and couldn't you be more gentle?"

"Hey, it's rare to see Mr. Fu pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." The male doctor didn't hold the door. "Last time you were like this, why don't you bring the big star Duan Yuhe here? You also feel sorry for him."

Sheng Yiruo's expression became unnatural for a moment, she leaned her head on the sofa and didn't say a word.

Fu Zhaochen rolled his eyes at "Breakdown Doctor" Huo Yao, "If you talk nonsense again, be careful and I'll fix you."

Huo Yao and Fu Zhaochen didn't know each other without fighting, they met at the club. It's ridiculous that Huo Yao's grandfather opened a Chinese trauma gym next to the club.

After that fight, the two met again here unexpectedly.

Huo Yao snorted coldly, "Boss Fu, this is the last day I'm here to help, next time you hit me again, I'll sue you."

He said triumphantly, "My boss is back, see you later, please call me Lawyer Huo."

Fu Zhaochen felt that Huo Yao's words were vague, so he didn't bother to pay attention, "Bring me a bottle of the pain-relieving safflower blood oil that your grandfather made, and I'll apply it to her when I go back."

Hearing this, Huo Yao was stunned for a moment, then looked at Sheng Yiruo, "Beauty, are you sure you want him to paint it for you?"

Sheng Yiruo, "..."