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

Chen Wanning felt ashamed when she looked at the gentle and pleasant Ke Roujia.

When she asked her if she had anything to say to Fang Zhilin, did she need to say anything?

Chen Wanning shook his head, "No, I just exchanged a few words with Mr. Fang. Please help yourself."

After saying that, she turned around and walked away, holding back her tears and walking upright.

The flame in Fang Zhilin's eyes extinguished again.

Chen Wan Ning was as calm as ever and didn't care about him as always, not even willing to show jealousy to him.

He took Ke Roujia's hand angrily and said, "Let's go!"

"Zhilin, are you familiar with Miss Chen?"

Facing Ke Roujia's question, Fang Zhilin sneered, "Not familiar!"

Chen Wanning's heart tightened inexplicably as she couldn't walk far. It hurt, but it made her feel the world's malice towards her more and more truly. She bit her lip.

She pictured in her mind the "unfamiliar" sentence in Fang Zhilin's mouth, that's what he should have said.

After all, only a few people know that the two are in love. As an ex, there is really no need for her to cause trouble for her ex-boyfriend's current girlfriend.

Furthermore, Ke Roujia is Fang Zhilin's future marriage partner. He definitely doesn't want his future wife to know that he has been in love or even familiar with a woman from such a miserable family background.

Unfamiliar is a good and decent word…

In the lounge, Fu Zhaochen coaxed the child.

He watched Sheng Yiruo take out the antidepressant medicine from his handbag and swallow it with water. He frowned and said, "My wife..."

Sheng Yiruo looked at Fu Zhaochen and smiled bitterly, "I don't know why I am so useless. Doctor Gu said that the process of depression itself is fast, but I seem to be a little faster than he expected."

Fu Zhaochen's heart sank uncontrollably, and there was moisture in the corners of his eyes, "When I'm done with this period of time, I'll stay with you every day."

When Sheng Yiruo heard that Fu Zhaochen wanted to accompany her every day, she could not be said to be happy or unhappy.

She frowned, "I think I can go to work after a while."

Fu Zhaochen looked at her worriedly and said, "Yi Ruo, the child is so young now and you are sick, so there is no need to go to work so early. And I will keep an eye on your studio for you and there will be nothing wrong. As for your secretary in my company It’s fine as long as the job remains in place and the salary is paid as usual, my company doesn’t have much to say.”

Sheng Yiruo looked at Fu Zhaochen quietly and frowned, "You mean I will be a full-time housewife from now on?"

Fu Zhaochen had thought this before. After all, he didn't need Sheng Yiruo to make money, he could provide her and her children with a good life.

But he heard the coldness in Sheng Yiruo's tone, "I didn't mean that. I hope you can get back to work after you recover."

Sheng Yiruo knew Fu Zhaochen very well, and she knew that he could hear the coldness in her tone, so he changed his tone.

When Fu Zhaochen saw Sheng Yiruo lowering his eyes and saying nothing, he walked over and sat next to her, "Honey, did I say the wrong thing? Just follow your plan, and I can do it. I just don't want you to get sick. And tired.”

"Well, I see."

Sheng Yiruo looked at Fu Zhaochen's eyes with obvious dark circles.

She reached out and touched his face, "Zhao Chen, you don't have to accommodate me like this. I'm in a bad mood, I know. You really don't need to be so tired, and I don't want to be a burden to anyone."

Since Sheng Yiruo suffered from postpartum depression, Fu Zhaochen has studied the manifestations of postpartum depression and the status of patients in his free time. He can tell that Sheng Yiruo's words at this time originated from the involuntary emotion - sentimentality.

He held Sheng Yiruo's shoulder and said nothing. Sheng Yiruo leaned on her shoulder. She looked at the sleeping child in Fu Zhaochen's arms and closed her eyes.

Sheng Yiruo muttered, "It's so boring, so tiring!"

Depressed people lose interest in many things. What Sheng Yiruo said just now is a good example of this.

Fu Zhaochen put his arms around her shoulders and said, "Honey, after I finish my busy work these days, I will take you and your child to Jiangcheng to live for a while to change the environment and mood."

Sheng Yiruo opened his eyes and said, "Okay, I also want to get well soon."

On the other side, in the elder's box, Lin Jingche was sitting on pins and needles.

Fang Yuanshi didn't say a word to him except looking at him with unfriendly eyes, glaring at him, and picking at him.

He and his wife Lin Xiaocheng greeted each other with sincere greetings. After all, Fang Zhiran was "fine" when he came back last month and didn't say that he was married.

Now that she is back, she will just have a husband that everyone is familiar with. She is still pregnant with a child.

Fang Yuan pressed the stretched veins on his forehead.

He glared at Fu Chen, who was smiling and said, "Your cousin is doing such nonsense, and you, my cousin, have nothing to say?"

Fu Chen glared at Lin Jingche.

This kid has not been a "worry-free" person since he was a child!

The year he came to Ningcheng when he was four years old was when Fu Chen and Nanyi first started dating. Although he was young at the time, he had great ambitions.

Four-year-old Lin Jingche not only stopped calling Nan Yi sister-in-law, but also kept calling her "Yi Yi". She also said in front of Fu Chen that he would marry Nan Yi as his wife when he grew up because he liked Nan Yi.

Once, Fu Chen educated Lin Jingche, and he vowed to provoke Fu Chen, "Fu Chen, just wait. When I grow up, I will not only steal your wife, but I will also beat you until you are stuck on the wall." , I can’t even pick it off.”

After so many years, Lin Jingche, who was in his early thirties, had not realized any of his original bold words, but he had succeeded in once again disrupting everyone's relationships and seniority on his own.

Fu Chen's generation has been disrupted for three generations because his sister Fu Li married Qi Jun, his wife Nan Yi's uncle, while Qi Jun and Fu Chen were still young.

Qi Jun's father, Nan Yi's grandfather, was also a comrade-in-arms with Fu Chen's grandfather.

At that time, the two of them paired up and fell in love and got married, which caused a lot of confusion to Fu Zhaochen and Qi Yao.In the end, Qi Jun compromised and gave up his seniority.

His son Qi Yao called Fu Chen uncle, while Fu Chen's son Fu Zhaochen called Qi Jun, who was originally his uncle, uncle.

Fu Chen pinched his eyebrows and patted Fang Yuanshi's shoulder solemnly, "I would rather tear down a temple than regret a marriage. Please accept my unlucky brother!"

Fang Yuanshi was so angry that his hair trembled, "What about your seniority?"

Fu Chen chuckled and pointed at Qi Jun and Chen Yuze who were watching the fun, "Isn't this a lesson learned? Everyone has their own opinion!"

Qi Jun's face turned gloomy and he muttered, "Fuck..."

When Lin Jingche heard this, his eyes flashed, "Thank you, brother, I've caused you trouble again."

Fu Chen shook his head and pointed, "What are you thanking me for? You have to thank your father-in-law for raising such an outstanding daughter like Zhiran, and forgetting the past and pardoning your asshole behavior, why don't you come over and serve tea?"

After hearing this, Lin Jingche quickly poured a cup of tea over. He was too embarrassed to kneel down, but handed it over respectfully.

"Dad, you drink tea."

Fang Yuanshi reluctantly took a sip of tea.

His word "Dad" made Chen Yuze, who was clearly the same generation as Fu Chen, and Qi Jun, who was forced to be the same generation, get goosebumps.

Just now, Chen Yuze and Lin Jingche were saying "the younger brother is older than the younger brother". Now, he has to accept this boy as the younger generation, otherwise he has to accept Fu Chencheng as the younger generation. He really doesn't have the courage.

The most depressed person was Qi Jun. He slapped the table and said, "This is the last time for our generation and Zhaochen's generation. From now on, our families are not allowed to intermarry. It will cause chaos!"

The crowd nodded.

Fu Zhaochen was listening at the door with his child and Yiruo in his arms.

Sheng Yiruo gave a rare smile, "Uncle, did he get what he wanted?"

"He, just wait!"

Sheng Yiruo pulled Fu Zhaochen and said, "Let's go to my dad's place. Uncle Qin, Uncle Xiao, and Uncle Peng are all back."