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

When He Yu saw that Fu Zhaochen looked at Gu Huai's information with a bad expression, he said nothing and stood beside Fu Zhaochen obediently, not daring to speak.

Sure enough, Fu Zhaochen raised his eyes and said to He Yu, "Go and inform Gu Huai that you don't have to come over tomorrow. Pay off his treatment fee and pay him an additional 20 yuan. Just say that I gave him...hard work." I am grateful for his devotion to my wife during this time."

When he said this, his voice was so cold it could freeze someone to death.

He Yu nodded hurriedly, "I'll do it now."

Fu Zhaochen watched He Yu grease the soles of his feet and run away. He leaned back on the chair to dissipate his fatigue, and pressed his eyebrows.

Not long after, Fang Zhilin called.

Fu Zhaochen knew that Fang Zhilin was in a mess recently. Could it be that calling him at this time was another thunderstorm?

He picked up, "Hey, something happened again?"

Fang Zhilin put the fresh fruit into the refrigerator with one hand and held the phone with the other, "Can you ask me to order some? Your backyard is about to catch fire. I'll come over and give you a warning."

Backyard on fire?

Fu Zhaochen sat up straight and frowned, "What do you know?"

"It's about your wife!"

Fang Zhilin glanced at Chen Wanning, who was practicing yoga outside, and curled his lips, "Yi Ruo came to see Ning Ning in the morning. I came back to deliver fruits and vegetables to Ning Ning. She told me that Yi Ruo was not in good condition."

Hearing this, Fu Zhaochen breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that what Fang Zhilin was talking about was not about Gu Huai.

"Zhao Chen, Yi Ruo will marry you and have children just after graduation, but she doesn't want to be a full-time housewife at home and live under your protection and wings."

Fang Zhilin glanced at the sweet apricots in his hand, took out a few and put them in the fruit basket, and then said, "This will make her feel like she's losing herself, you know? It's not Fu Zhaochen, don't you think you are a bit chauvinistic?"

His voice was not quiet. When Chen Wanning heard it, he came over and stood at the door to listen.

Chen Wanning was leaning against the door, with a slim and graceful figure in yoga clothes. The thin shoulder straps and clear collarbones made her look particularly charming.

Fang Zhilin grunted at his Adam's apple and continued to speak righteously. In fact, he was also telling Chen Wanning to express his determination.

"What contemporary women need is not the love and protection of men, but independence and respect. You have to allow her to have her own world, make a difference, and realize her personal social value and social identity. So, you have to reflect on it and find out Don’t let Yi Ruo feel sad about your recent words and actions.”

Fang Zhilin spoke at length, but there was no response at all.

"Are you listening?"

Fu Zhaochen said coldly, "Did you take the wrong medicine? Who am I to show my attitude?"

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Fang Zhilin, "..."

He turned to look at Chen Wan Ning, "Fu Zhaochen's unyielding virtue will sooner or later chase his wife into the crematorium."

Chen Wanning crossed her arms and nodded, "Well, what you just said was so loud and beautiful, can you do it?"

Fang Zhilin picked out a few more fruits and put them into the fruit basket, and then put them in the fruit and vegetable waste cleaner. He washed his hands and went over to hug Chen Wanning, "I will do what I say."

He kissed Chen Wanning's hair, "When I take care of everything, you can do whatever you want. If you want to sing, I will make a record for you. If you want to become an artist, I will invest for you. In short, You can do whatever you want.”

Chen Wanning hugged Fang Zhilin's waist, and she smiled bitterly, "What if I want to leave you for a while?"

Fang Zhilin hugged Chen Wanning and said, "What are you talking about? Where are you going if you leave me?"

Chen Wanning smiled and said, "I'm just teasing you!"

Fang Zhilin hugged the person into his arms again, "Except for leaving me, everything else will work, but this one won't work!"

Chen Wanning patted Fang Zhilin's back, tears slowly filling her eyes.

She said softly, "Zhilin, I want to be with you, marry you, and give you children, but before that, I must make a decision."

Fang Zhilin felt that there was something in Chen Wanning's words.

He looked into Chen Wanning's eyes and asked, "Did you meet someone behind my back?"

Chen Wanning shook his head, "No, I'm just planning for our future."

She has been thinking a lot these days. She wants to be with Fang Zhilin, but she doesn't want to cause endless trouble to Fang Zhilin. She wants to marry him "cleanly".

Fang Zhilin said word by word, "Don't think so wildly, I will take care of everything, just give me some time."

Chen Wanning nestled in his arms, "Okay..."

On the other side, Fu Zhaochen, who hung up the phone on Fang Zhilin, could no longer read the documents.

Fang Zhilin's words echoed repeatedly in his mind, and he thought about Sheng Yiruo's recent mood.

Fu Zhaochen took his mobile phone and called Sheng Yiruo.

Sheng Yiruo was drawing comics. She looked at the puppy she had just drawn, a cute golden retriever, with satisfaction. She drew a hollow bell for it.

The phone rang, it was Fu Zhaochen.

"Hey," Sheng Yiruo looked at the drawing paper, puzzled, "Why are you calling me at this time?"

"Honey, what are you doing at home?"

Fu Zhaochen curled up his fingers and tapped lightly on the table.

Sheng Yiruo licked his lips, "I'm painting!"

Fu Zhaochen frowned when he heard this. He tried to calm his breathing and said, "Let's go out to eat tonight. We haven't eaten alone for a long time."

Sheng Yiruo paused, "Hey, Mr. Fu is so free? There is no socializing in the evening."

Fu Zhaochen curled his lips and said, "Tonight, I will only accompany you. What do you want to eat?"

Sheng Yiruo thought for a while, then she chuckled, "I'll go to the snack street next to the university, okay?"

Fu Zhaochen was startled, then nodded, "Okay, I'll drive to your home to pick you up. Wife, dress up nicely."

Sheng Yiruo said in a warm voice, "I know."

In the evening, Fu Zhaochen went home on time to pick up Sheng Yiruo.

Sheng Yiruo wore a white short-sleeved T-shirt, a Kalein blue skirt, and a pair of clean and refreshing white shoes. As for her hair, she had a Belle hairstyle and wore a presbyopic bucket bag slung across her body.

The breath of youth is coming.

Fu Zhaochen was wearing a black striped British three-piece suit. Seeing Sheng Yiruo coming in style, he glanced at his clothes with disgust and said, "Honey, let me go upstairs and change into casual clothes!"

Sheng Yiruo glanced at the white ceramic watch and said, "I don't want it. The fried dumplings near Jinghua University will be out soon."

With a smile on his face, Fu Zhaochen opened the door of the lake blue Bugatti and said, "Get in."

Ji Chen drove a business car and followed carefully with a car of bodyguards.

One of them was puzzled, "How can you eat snacks in such a dignified manner?"

Ji Chen is far-sighted, "This is not about eating snacks, it is about eating feelings, and eating memories of youth."

He thought what he said was beautiful, but the bodyguard retorted, "Put them down, our wife and husband are so young and in their prime."

Ji Chen, "..."

Sheng Yiruo was sitting in the passenger seat, and she inadvertently saw Fu Zhaochen driving with one hand on the steering wheel.

His side face is really handsome, he can kill the first-line male stars instantly.

She smiled sweetly, "Honey, you look so good!"

Fu Zhaochen looked at Sheng Yiruo, raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Well, it's yours."

Sheng Yiruo was startled and pouted, "Hey."

Fu Zhaochen laughed out loud, stretched out his hand to hold Sheng Yiruo's hand, "Xiaotu, are you happy recently? The exhibition here has ended. Next week, our family of three will go to Jiangcheng to stay for a while?"