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

When Fu Zhaochen left, Sheng Yiruo arrived at the door, her eyes were flushed, and she looked sleepy.

Sheng Yiruo's expression made Fu Zhaochen feel uncomfortable and helpless, and he brought him over, "I'll be back in at least three days, and I'll bring my father and second brother back together."

Sheng Yiruo understood everything, but she didn't know what was wrong and couldn't be happy.

Fu Zhaochen coaxed his pregnant wife, and Sheng Yiruo leaned on him without hesitation, with his face pressed against his cheek.

"Honey, I have to go, they are all waiting for me in the car!"

Fu Zhaochen glanced at the three inappropriate heads on the car window, "They will laugh at me that I can't live without you for three days. I am too affectionate."

Sheng Yiruo didn't care so much, "I don't care! We are a legal couple, what are they joking about?"

After she finished speaking, she held Fu Zhaochen's face and kissed him.

Fu Zhaochen was afraid that she would fall, so he supported her waist with both hands, catering to her kiss.

In the car, Qi Yao was speechless, "Is the happiness after marriage so blatant?"

Fang Zhilin leaned on the back of the car seat, "Oh, he is torturing the dog."

"It's more appropriate to kill a dog!"

Du Zizhi had just joined Fu Zhaochen's hair group, so he spoke naturally but flatteringly.

Fu Chen went to the company without waiting to see Fu Zhaochen off.

Nan Yi hid her face and smiled, "Okay, you two are almost done, they are waiting for you!"

Chen Junhan was particularly full these days, and the two went to his private villa to stay for a few days.

He put his arms around Fu Siyu's shoulders, "Sister, it's hard to part with each other, so let's not be separated for the rest of our lives, I can't bear it. If you go on a business trip, I will definitely be clingier than Sheng Yiruo."

Fu Siyu gave Chen Junhan a silent look.

After Fu Zhaochen separated from Sheng Yiruo, he comforted Sheng Yiruo in a low voice before Fu Siyu said, "Brother, have a safe journey."

Chen Junhan raised his eyebrows, "Zhaochen, I'm recovering now, let's have a few drinks when you come back, and we won't go home until we're drunk."

Fu Zhaochen smirked, "Drink you."

After saying goodbye to everyone, Fu Zhaochen got into the car.

The three people in the car looked at Fu Zhaochen with complicated eyes, but Fang Zhilin knew the love and satisfaction between men and women, and he acted extremely calmly, only with a little envy.

He stared at Sheng Yiruo's stomach and thought for a long time, and the expression on his face became more and more ugly.

On the way to the airport, several people chatted first and then fell asleep.

Only Fang Zhilin opened the car window and asked Fu Zhaochen, who was looking at the documents, "Do you mind if I smoke a cigarette?"

Fu Zhaochen shrugged, "Let's smoke it, look at your face, are you hurt by business or emotionally?"

Fang Zhilin sighed, and then said awkwardly, "Zhao Chen, aren't Chen Waning and I genetically incompatible?"

"What is genetic incompatibility?"

Fu Zhaochen closed the company's documents and looked surprised. This was the first time he heard such a word.

"After poking so many condoms with a needle, Chen Wanning is still not pregnant," Fang Zhilin took a deep breath of the cigarette, "I thought there was something wrong with my sperm, so I went for a test, and the vitality and quality were all fine."

Fang Zhilin looked a little serious, "I coaxed Chen Wanning to do a physical examination again, and asked my uncle Lin Jingche to help add a gynecological examination to the physical examination. Chen Wanning's examination result was also normal."

Fu Zhaochen raised his eyebrows, "Gene incompatibility? You mean her body rejects your sperm?"

Fang Zhilin nodded, "I consulted with obstetrics and gynecology doctors, and this is the only explanation that makes sense."

After he finished speaking, his gray face showed a slump, but he smoked harder.

Fu Zhaochen had a different opinion, "Is there a possibility that Chen Wanning found out that you poked the condom, and she... She didn't want to have a baby, so she took the contraceptive pill in private?"

Fang Zhilin, "..."

His heart throbbed, and he muttered, "Do you not want a child or do you not want to give me a child?"

When Fu Zhaochen heard this sentence, he knew that Fang Zhilin was in trouble. He was emotionally moved. If Chen Wanning insisted on keeping it secret, unwilling to face Fang's family and the outside world, and unwilling to marry her son and get pregnant early, then the conflict between the two would be on the verge of breaking out. Breaking up is a matter of time.

He didn't speak anymore, and opened the folder again to reply.

He Yu was left in the company by him, and he also told him to take good care of Fu's family and report the situation at home to him at any time.

After all, Sheng Yiruo's due date is approaching, and if there is any disturbance, He Yu will report it to Fu Zhaochen as soon as possible.

Fang Zhilin fell into deep thought. He didn't say anything but kept the cigarette in his hand. When he arrived at the airport, he had smoked out a pack of cigarettes.

Qi Yao was so smoked that when he got off the car, he smelled the smoke on his suit jacket. He teased Fang Zhilin, "When did you become a chimney? Are you going to smoke yourself to death?"

Fang Zhilin said nothing and dragged his suitcase onto the plane.

After Qi Yao was ignored, he hurriedly asked Fu Zhaochen, "What's wrong with him?"

"Frustrated!"

Fu Zhaochen asked Ji Chen to board the plane with a briefcase and a small suitcase.

Before the plane took off, Fu Zhaochen sent Sheng Yiruo a WeChat message - baby, I've already boarded the plane, I'll tell you after landing, don't read.

Sheng Yiruo was not in high spirits after receiving the text message, she felt very tired and fell asleep.

The servants at home didn't bother her, they all did things lightly.

Butler Lin specially told them, "The young master is gone, and the young lady is unhappy. You should be careful in what you do, and don't make her unhappy."

The servants nodded one after another and did their work more efficiently.

On the plane, Fu Zhaochen closed his eyes and rested.

The stewardess on the private plane looked at the few people on the plane and couldn't help blushing. The two stewardesses whispered, praising the boss Fu Chen's son Fu Zhaochen for being handsome, and saying that Fu Zhaochen's rich and young friends were also all handsome.

Finally, when they saw Fu Zhaochen fell asleep, they thoughtfully took out a blanket to cover him up, and blankets were also distributed to the others.

It was already night when we arrived in northern Xinjiang.

The bodyguards of Du Zizhi's family were waiting at the airport, and then the group went to the hotel where they were staying.

After a day of hard work, everyone was very tired, but Fu Zhaochen proposed to take a walk around Northern Xinjiang.

Although it has come to spring, the weather in northern Xinjiang is still very cold. The north wind howls, blowing coldly and hurting the face.

Fu Zhaochen took out the skin cream that Sheng Yiruo had prepared for him and gave it to Fang Zhilin and the others, "Hey, my wife prepared it for me. It prevents blushing and chapping, and is highly moisturizing. You all apply some of it."

Fang Zhilin took it, "Tsk, this dog man with his wife taking care of him is different, the details reflect affection."

Fu Zhaochen smiled, "If you don't need it, just pay me back, so much nonsense."

Several of them have something in common - beauty!

Not only have I used it, but I have used it a lot, and I can't wait to paint all the exposed areas.

Fu Zhaochen raised his eyebrows, "Do you have any self-consciousness? My wife prepared it for me."

Ji Chen snickered, and then reminded, "Boss Fu, Madam has already anticipated this situation, so she brought three bottles here, and there are more!"

After hearing this, Fu Zhaochen said with disgust, "There are too many demons, and they are still demons without self-consciousness."

Several people changed their clothes and prepared to go out.

It's just that they are too dazzling. Fu Zhaochen and the others are all over 185 tall, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long straight legs. They wear dark cashmere coats, trousers, and leather shoes to show texture and luxury.

The appearance of several people together is undoubtedly a street-like existence.

Du asked with a smile, "Brother Chen, where are we going?"

"Bring your people, I'll treat you to dinner." Fu Zhaochen glanced at his watch again, his eyes flickering coldly, "They have worked hard in northern Xinjiang recently, and I'll be the host. Let's drink two more glasses."

When Fu Zhaochen said this, his voice was not low. Du Zi was a little confused. In his impression, Fu Zhaochen had never been so high-profile...