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

Fu Zhaochen licked his lips and shook the goblet with his slender fingers. The crimson wine juice in it was filled with bloodlust. His peach blossom eyes were extremely cold and cold.

Chen Jingxu's smile froze on his face.

He could feel that Fu Zhaochen had drunk a lot of wine, and he could vaguely smell the alcohol on his body, but he didn't understand why Fu Zhaochen's eyes were so fierce?

Chen Jingxu learned a lesson from what happened before.

He was forcibly sent abroad by the Chen family, which was an explanation to Fu Zhaochen.

The last time they met abroad, Fu Zhaochen had obviously put aside his prejudice against him. Because of this, when he came back this time, his father and brother would let him come directly to attend the party on the day he returned to China.

However, the way Fu Zhaochen looked at him was filled with viciousness and resentment, which made Chen Jingxu panic, "Brother Zhaochen..."

Fu Zhaochen drank the wine in the glass, then waved to Chen Jingxu and said, "Come and sit. When did you come back?"

"Just after getting off the plane, my dad asked the family driver to pick me up and come over to share your joy."

Chen Jingxu sat next to Fu Zhaochen. He awkwardly took the new wine glass and poured the wine into the glass.

He held up the cup and smiled sincerely, "Brother Zhaochen, congratulations, you are the first in my generation to become a father!"

Fu Zhaochen raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a playful sneer in his eyes, "Is that true?"

He lowered his voice and said, "You are really a father, right?"

No one in the family knew about Chen Jingxu and Mo You. Hearing this, he looked at Chen Junhan nervously.

Chen Junhan glanced at them a few times, and then chatted with Fang Zhilin.

Chen Jingxu didn't know that the only one who really cared about what was happening on his side was Sheng Yiheng.

Chen Jingxu swallowed dryly, his Adam's apple rumbling nervously.

He whispered, "Brother Zhaochen, please don't talk to my parents about my affairs, my brother said. I have already dismissed that woman, and the child has been induced."

Fu Zhaochen sneered coldly. He didn't say anything. How could he forget that Chen Jingxu got pregnant with a woman abroad before, and that woman was also pregnant with Chen Jingxu's child.

He touched Chen Jingxu's wine glass with his wine glass and said, "You are really promising, Jingxu, why the hell didn't I know you had the potential to be a stallion before?"

After saying this, he drained the glass of wine.

Of course Chen Jingxu understood that this was not a nice thing to say, but he still drank the wine with a smile on his face.

After three rounds of drinking, Fu Zhaochen drank a little too much. Chen Jingxu accompanied him for a few drinks, and his head became a little dizzy.

At that time, Sheng Yiruo came down with the child in his arms.

The young master of the Fu family was the focus of everyone's attention, so he was naturally called over by his elders, who took turns hugging him. There was laughter and laughter in the distance.

Fu Zhaochen squinted his eyes slightly and smoked. He didn't know whether it was because of the alcohol or the smoke, but his eyes were red.

Qi Yao noticed something was wrong and said, "Zhao Chen, you have been working so hard recently, are you too tired?"

Chen Junhan looked at Fu Zhaochen. He had the collar of his shirt open, and his sexy and round Adam's apple was a little red, as if he had experienced a fierce love affair, but his temperament was gloomy and decadent. There was no big ups and downs of joyful emotions. Instead, his whole person was depressed and depressed. low.

He was puzzled, "Zhao Chen, what's wrong with you? Has the recent pressure from work and your child's hospitalization made you a little overwhelmed?"

Fu Zhaochen squinted his eyes slightly, listening to the laughter and laughter of the crowd, he simply shook his head, "It's nothing."

Then he continued to smoke, and the smoke slowly coming out of his nose was like sadness, which made people feel depressed.

Sheng Yiruo came over with the child in his arms and saw Fu Zhaochen puffing away smoke from a distance.

Fu Zhaochen is not a heavy smoker. He used to smoke as a "dispensable" and not addicted. Sometimes he only smoked two cigarettes occasionally when socializing. He also used to spray it with his mouth after smoking, which was clean and not annoying.

Then Sheng Yiruo did not use birth control, but he became pregnant and stopped smoking completely.

But recently, Sheng Yiruo discovered that Fu Zhaochen was a good smoker, sometimes smoking two packs a day. Even He Yu complained that when he opened Fu Zhaochen's office, puffs of smoke came out first.

Seeing her smoking now, she was very annoyed and said, "Honey, stop smoking, it will harm the baby."

Fu Zhaochen paused when he heard Sheng Yiruo's voice stiffened slightly. He pressed his cigarette into the gray-blue crystal ashtray beside him.

"Well, stop smoking."

After he finished speaking, he touched Sheng Yiruo's hand, took the wine glass and drank more wine.

Sheng Yiruo was helpless and said in a soft and cute tone, "Baby, please persuade daddy to stop drinking. He smokes and drinks, all for the sake of his health."

Everyone laughed and sounded a little envious.

In their opinion, Fu Zhaochen is a winner in life. He has been accompanied by a beautiful family like flowers and has been with him for many years. He gave birth to a son with his first child. He is the eldest son and grandson and the future heir of the Fu family.

Fu Zhaochen has a lovely wife and young son.

As for career and social status, privately, he is the successor of a billionaire family, heir to the Fu family, and the future chairman of Rich Group; publicly, he is the founder of Zhaoyi Group, chairman of a technology company, and controls The right to speak in the future chip industry.

Wealth and fame, Fu Zhaochen has it all.

This is not a winner in life, who is?

Sheng Yiruo handed the child to him, "Hug my son, stop drinking."

"Okay, listen to my wife!"

Fu Zhaochen skillfully took the baby and held it in his arms. The little guy woke up and drank milk, smelling of milk.

That smell and Sheng Yiruo's body fragrance were very familiar to Fu Zhaochen and he liked it very much. He smiled and raised the corners of his mouth, "Baby... Xuanxuan?"

The little guy didn't know whether it was because he felt uncomfortable being held or because he was unfamiliar. He frowned and curled his lips, and suddenly burst into tears.

Sharp cries broke everyone's harmonious and cheerful atmosphere.

Fu Zhaochen's heart sank as he looked at the crying child. He tried hard to adjust his breathing and coaxed, "Ah...be good, baby, don't cry, daddy won't drink anymore, daddy will take you to the garden, okay?"

The little guy didn't buy it and cried even louder.

Chen Jingxu on the side stared at the little child. He always felt that the child's cry was loud and powerful. He stretched out a finger to touch the child's face.

Fu Zhaochen watched as the little guy in his arms grabbed Chen Jingxu's fingers. He muttered and stopped crying.

Fang Zhilin smiled and joked, "Oh, this kid is in love with Jing Xu, so stop crying."

Sheng Yiheng clenched the cup in his hand, his expression ugly.

Fu Zhaochen's face turned gloomy for a moment. He raised his eyes and looked at Chen Jingxu. He was smiling as he watched the child licking his saliva on his fingers. Instead of disgusting him, he scratched the child's delicate little hand with his thumb.

"Want a hug?"

Fu Zhaochen's voice was cold.

Chen Jingxu smiled and asked, "Is it okay?"

Fu Zhaochen handed the child to Chen Jingxu, who chuckled, "Of course."

The first time Chen Jingxu held a child, his technique was very unfamiliar.

Chen Junhan saw him dragging the child to hold the tray, "Jing Xu, you don't know how to hold the child. If you drop it carefully, please return the child to Yiruo quickly."

Fu Zhaochen stared at Chen Jingxu's actions, his thoughts were the same as others.

He knew how to hold a full-month-old child, burp and even take care of such a small child. But even so, this child would cry whenever he hugged it.

But the child was very calm in Chen Jingxu's unfamiliar arms, neither crying nor fussing.

Chen Jingxu beamed, "He smiled at me, he is so cute..."

Fu Zhaochen's deep eyes instantly became a little darker.

Sheng Yiheng held Fu Zhaochen's shoulders and said, "Zhaochen..."

Fu Zhaochen looked back at Sheng Yiheng and curled his lips.

Immediately, he stood up and took the child back to Sheng Yiruo, "Honey, it's windy at night, take the child back to the house!"

Sheng Yiruo didn't know why, but felt that Fu Zhaochen was right, and left with the child in his arms.

Fu Zhaochen said to Chen Jingxu, "Let's go for a walk with my brother to relax after drinking."

Sheng Yiheng closed his eyes, knowing that he couldn't stop it...