After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

At seven o'clock in the evening, the black Bentley slowly drove into the parking lot in the front yard of the Fu family's old house.

Fu Lingheng turned off the engine, pushed open the car door and stepped out. The butler, Uncle Lin, rushed to greet him and took the 70-centimeter red gift box from his hand.

Then he shouted respectfully: "Master."

"Ah."

Fu Lingheng responded and walked into the house with her long legs.

"Where's Fei'er?"

"After dinner, as soon as Miss Si left, the young lady went back to her room."

Uncle Lin followed closely behind him, holding the heavy gift box in his hand, and reported at a steady pace.

Fu Lingheng walked straight into the living room without stopping. Uncle Lin quickly followed after seeing this.

In the living room, Fu Shuruan was sitting on the sofa, tinkering with a ball of wool. It looked like he was going to learn to knit a scarf. He turned around when he heard footsteps.

"Brother, what kind of treasure is contained in such a big box?"

She looked past Fu Lingheng and landed on the gift box held by Uncle Lin, her eyebrows raised.

Fu Lingheng glanced at the box, took it over, and said quietly: "I don't know, Shangguan's family sent it to your sister-in-law."

In the afternoon, he was in a meeting when he suddenly received a call from Yan Lan, saying that he had sent a wedding gift to Li Fei from Beiling and asked him to sign for it in person and deliver it to Li Fei.

After what happened in Beiling last time, his attitude towards Yanlan, the mother-in-law, also changed greatly.

She wanted to refuse directly, but she said that this was what Mr. Shangguan wanted, and if he refused to accept it, he would have to come over in person.

Think about it, Li Fei only said that he doesn't recognize Yanlan, but he never said that he doesn't recognize his grandfather.

Simply, he brought it back.

"Could it be some valuable antique sent from Beiling?"

Fu Shuruan threw away the ball of wool and stood up. Curious, he stepped forward to find out. Before he stretched out his hand, the man turned around and went upstairs with the gift box, leaving only a tall and slender figure behind her.

"Cheapskate."

Fu Shuruan could not help but curl his lips and murmured in a low voice: "It is said that the Shangguan family is named after its jade. Could this be the dowry that Mr. Shangguan gave to his sister-in-law..."

She was just making random guesses. Which young lady from a wealthy family would marry antique jade or something like that?

It's not like those famous families in ancient times, who had to give away agates, emeralds, blue and white porcelain vases, and thousands of gold taels to be considered decent.

"Miss, you made this ball of wool to knit a scarf for Mr. Xiang, right?"

Uncle Lin asked with a smile on his face, pointing to the ball of gray yarn that rolled under the coffee table.

Hearing this, Fu Shuruan hurriedly bent down to pick up the ball of wool that had been ravaged by her. He raised his eyes and glanced at Uncle Lin, and denied with a somewhat unnatural tone: "No, I just don't have to go to school recently and it's been boring." Yes, just learn to knit and play."

After saying that, she clicked on the instructional video on the iPad again and continued to study how to start the needle without distinguishing between left and right.

.......

The door to the second floor room was ajar, and Fu Lingheng pushed it open. The room was empty, and the headlights were not turned on, leaving only a warm wall lamp beside the bed.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Looking through the frosted glass door, he could vaguely see the swollen belly of the woman inside, as well as the hazy figure standing under the shower.

Fu Lingheng's eyes suddenly became deep and hot. He placed the box containing the gift on the round table on the sofa in the corner, took off his suit jacket and tie, and casually loosened the buttons on the collar of his shirt, but felt that his throat was getting dryer.

"Fuck, it's really just like being a monk. You think about people when you don't see them, and you go crazy when you see them."

He whispered harshly, telling himself to restrain himself and not to think too deeply.

But the more this happens, his eyes will always look towards the frosted glass uncontrollably, and the picture that flashes in his mind is always her graceful and charming body.

He walked to the balcony to get some air, took out a cigarette, lit it and bit his lips, took a deep breath, and the white mist drifted away, covering his slightly narrowed eyes.

After a while, he blew out a beautiful smoke ring, and when he opened it again, his eyes were clear again.

After smoking half a cigarette, he stood on the balcony to diffuse the smell before daring to turn around and go in.

"Click——"

There was a sound of the door lock turning. Li Fei was wearing a loose bathrobe, and her dark hair was wetly draped over her shoulders. When she looked up, she saw the man lazily leaning against the door, waiting for her.

She was stunned for a few seconds, then raised her lips and smiled, walked towards him gracefully, put her soft and boneless body against his chest, raised her arms to wrap around his neck, and looked at him with charming eyes: "I thought you would be back late tonight due to some entertainment."

Fu Lingheng touched her tender cheek and said in a low, magnetic voice with the smell of tobacco: "I want to go home early to be with you, so I sent Cheng Yang to deal with it."

He held her waist, lifted her up and put her on the sofa, and went to get a hair dryer to dry her hair.

His fingers passed through the ends of her hair and gently twirled the ends of her hair. The force was extremely gentle, occasionally brushing against the side of her ears, causing waves of tingling itch.

Li Fei sat next to him, enjoying his meticulous service and staring at him unblinkingly.

The man lowered his eyes and concentrated on blow-drying her hair. His handsome profile looked even more charming under the warm light.

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

Fu Lingheng turned off the hair dryer, smiled, pinched her cheek, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her forehead.

"No, I just think your face looks quite evil. I can't take my eyes away."

Li Fei's cheeks were light red, and she snuggled into his arms. Her slender, green-white index finger gently touched the outline of his strong and cold facial features.

After so many years of marriage, it seemed that she had never looked at him so seriously. At this moment, Fu Lingheng lost his usual indifference, and his whole body exuded a strong hormonal aura, which made people's hearts beat faster.

He seemed to notice something different about her today, and his Adam's apple couldn't help but roll slowly a few times, and the heat he had just suppressed swept through his body again.

There was a smile on his lips, his deep eyes contained a surge of emotion, and his voice was low and sexy: "If I can touch you now, I will not turn off the light, and I will do my best."

It's been a few months since he switched from the Department of Finance to the Department of Automatic Control, and the feeling of being able to only watch but not touch was driving him crazy.

However, she had just taken a shower, her body was fragrant and soft, and she spoke so nicely. He wished he could hold her down and bully her severely.

It's a pity that it doesn't work, she is still pregnant. If the child in her belly is hurt, the old man will kill him on the spot.

"What are you thinking? Did you forget what the doctor said?"

Li Fei held down his disturbing hand and felt that his body temperature was obviously rising. He raised his lower body and his face turned red. He quickly withdrew from his arms and moved to the side to follow him. Keep a safe distance.

Although they are husband and wife, it is always embarrassing to talk about such erotic matters.

She grabbed the pillow and held it in front of her as a 'defensive weapon', knowing full well that she couldn't get close to him at this moment.

Even so, Fu Lingheng was extremely hot, especially the ball of fire in his lower abdomen that was rushing upwards.

He pursed his thin, dry lips, and the veins on his temples became prominent as he gritted his teeth. He let out a dull breath: "Well, I'm going to take a bath first. The gift box on the table was sent to you by your grandfather. Yes, I don’t know what’s inside, it’s quite heavy, please take it apart and take a look.”

"My grandfather? Did it come from Beiling?"

Li Fei was surprised when she heard that it was from Mr. Shangguan. She had never seen him again since she returned the jade pendant.

I only heard Shangguan Yu mention it once, saying that the old man had experienced an excitement and his body was not as strong as before. Except for necessary family occasions, he basically didn't show up much.

"Well, what was sent to the group this afternoon is probably a valuable item, so you can only open it in person."

Fu Lingheng nodded, took the gift box to her, picked up the coat on the sofa, turned around and walked into the bathroom.

After taking two steps, he turned back, leaned over and held her face, and pressed a passionate French kiss on her lips before letting go.

He locked eyes with her, his eyes filled with indescribable love, and his hoarse voice was sexy: "My wife, it seems, I'm here to feel her."

After saying that, he quickly walked into the bathroom, slammed the bathroom door, and locked it.

Li Fei's heart trembled, and he glanced blankly at the closed bathroom door. He immediately understood what he meant, and his ears suddenly felt hot.

She lowered her eyes, raised her hand to caress her pregnant belly, spoke softly, and whispered: "Baby, just pretend you didn't hear your daddy. Be good."

In fact, the almost four-month-old fetus could not really hear the sounds outside. It was just because Fu Lingheng's teasing without blushing made her heart beat faster and she wanted to divert her attention and calm down her breathing.