After the flash marriage, the wealthy husband can’t hide his vest

After dealing with Gu Changming, Fu Tingxiu sat on the leather sofa with an expressionless expression.

The cigarette on his fingertips had slowly burned out, and he felt pain in his hand, so Fu Tingxiu put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

Fu Tingxiu once again looked through the information on Meng Ning's prenatal checkup a few years ago.

Meng Ning goes for prenatal check-ups every other month. The child was born in July four years ago. She was a baby girl.

As for where that child is now, Meng's mother should know very well.

Fu Tingxiu was upset. He suddenly learned that Meng Ning had given birth to a child. How could his mood not be affected at all?

It wasn't the first time for Meng Ning, he knew it, but Meng Ning had given birth to a child before, so the news was like a bolt from the blue.

Fu Tingxiu thought of what Meng Ning had told him. Meng Ning suffered from severe depression and lost part of his memory.

Meng Ning's depression must be related to having children.

Fu Tingxiu didn't know what Meng Ning's past was, and from these cold words, he could only see the surface.

One thing Fu Tingxiu is sure of is that Meng Ning does not remember being pregnant and giving birth to a child. Otherwise, with Meng Ning's temperament, it would be impossible to ignore the child.

Meng Ning couldn't bear the thought of a strange, unrelated Bubble, and wanted to adopt her despite the pressure of life, let alone a child born in ten months.

Fu Tingxiu was convinced that Meng Ning did not deceive him, but Meng's mother and Qin Huan must know the inside story.

Fu Tingxiu recalled that when he accompanied Meng Ning for a physical examination, Qin Huan hurried over and insisted on accompanying him to distract him.

It seemed that Qin Huan was worried that he knew that Meng Ning had given birth to a child.

"Brother, I'm exhausted. Don't send me to that stupid place next time."

Fu Boxuan opened the office door and came in. As soon as he landed in Beijing, he went back to the company to complain to Fu Tingxiu.

"The southwest region is too desolate. You can't even find a decent beauty. It's so miserable. Do you know what kind of life I live there? The life of a monk..."

Fu Tingxiu didn't say a word from the beginning to the end of Fu Boxuan's chirping complaints, and he didn't listen to what Fu Boxuan said at all.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Fu Boxuan noticed that Fu Tingxiu was distracted and waved his hand in front of his eyes: "You looked like you were lost. Did you quarrel with your sister-in-law?"

Fu Tingxiu stood up: "You came back just in time. You will go to the dinner with the PetroChina President in my place tonight."

Fu Boxuan immediately cried out: "Brother, dear brother, I just came back, please let me take a breath."

"I'm training you. The dinner is at seven o'clock in the evening. Don't let me lose your temper." Fu Tingxiu said, picked up the information and mobile phone on the table and left.

The sky darkened quickly.

Fu Tingxiu was driving aimlessly on the street when Meng Ning called.

Fu Tingxiu frowned when he saw the caller ID.

He could accept that it was not Meng Ning's first time, and he could accept that Meng Ning had given birth to a child before, but he couldn't accept that Meng Ning might have a very important man in her heart.

What kind of man would make Meng Ning drop out of school, get pregnant out of wedlock, or even destroy her career and give birth to that child?

Fu Tingxiu was so frightened that he didn't even dare to pierce the window paper.

Meng Ning once said that those lost memories might affect the marriage of two people, which made Fu Tingxiu even more afraid to ask. If Meng Ning remembered it, would he leave him and find that man?

He didn't answer Meng Ning's call and muted it directly. Then he stepped on the accelerator and drove the car towards the top of the mountain in the suburbs.

He needed a place to calm down.

At this time, Meng Ning was at home, looking at the unanswered phone call and feeling panicked.

"Xiao Ning, did you get through the phone? When will your son-in-law be back? It's time for dinner." Meng's mother came out of the kitchen carrying the last dish.

After get off work, Meng Ning was worried about Paopao and was in a hurry to go home. She didn't wait for Fu Tingxiu to pick her up and took the car back by herself.

Meng Ning put away his phone and said, "Maybe I'm still busy. Let's eat first."

"Paopao, are you hungry? Let's eat." Meng Ning took Paopao's hand and walked towards the dining table: "Mom, I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time. Why don't you move here so that Fu Tingxiu and I can come back from get off work? , you can eat it ready-made every day.”

Meng's mother smiled and said, "You want me to be your mother-in-law, so I won't do it anymore."