After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

The sky was dark, and the dull thunder sounded one after another, as if it wanted to tear the clouds into pieces.

When He Qiaonan drove to the downstairs of the branch, the pattering rain gradually turned into a violent storm. The road that had been exposed to the scorching sun for a day became wet within a few minutes, and a thin layer of water vapor appeared from time to time, as if it was caused by the heat. The environment has undergone a comprehensive cooling down.

He parked the car, quickly locked the door and walked towards the building. Along the way, he met several employees who knew him and would take the initiative to say hello to him, and he agreed to them all with a smile.

When he took the exclusive elevator to the top floor, he stepped out of the elevator. The cool air conditioner in the room hit his face and the temperature was suitable.

The front desk secretary recognized him and nodded slightly: "Lawyer He is here to pick up Mr. Yu after get off work~"

He Qiaonan nodded politely and asked, "Is Xiaoyu still busy?"

"Yes, there is a meeting with the heads of the marketing and design departments inside. You can go directly to her office and wait. I will get you a cup of coffee."

He walked to Shangguan Yu's office with ease.

When passing by the door of the conference room, through the glass door, he could vaguely see the delicate and capable woman sitting on the chair with her back straight, staring intently at the projector in front of her. If she occasionally asked a question, the person under her hand would immediately respond. Give analysis and reasons.

He stood outside and watched for more than a minute. Shangguan Yu looked sideways at him. There was no surprise in his eyes, and he said in a calm tone: "Okay, let's end today's meeting here. Let's adjourn!"

The secretary held the computer and documents and opened the door for her, then stepped aside.

Shangguan Yu walked out of the conference room, followed by several people in charge.

One of them, a woman who looked about forty years old, walked towards her in a hurry. She thought carefully before speaking: "Mr. Yu, there are many colleagues making machine-carved jade in the market. We are currently doing this." The goods are to be exported overseas. Time is tight, the drawings need to be modified, and the raw materials are still on the way. If we continue to use manual engraving, I am afraid it will be too late to deliver the goods on time."

"Director Zhu, I rejected the method of machine engraving at the meeting. The efficiency of machine engraving is high, but machines can never replace the exquisite and expressive work of humans. Our overseas partners have been partners with us for many years. What do they focus on? Do you need me to remind you?"

Shangguan Yu's tone was calm but full of coercion. The woman named Director Zhu's face stiffened slightly and she immediately fell silent, lowering her head and not daring to say anything more.

It was not the first day that He Qiaonan, who was beside him, saw his wife's strong aura. He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was still five minutes before she got off work.

Watching her striding back to the office, he silently followed her in and closed the door.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak when a series of rapid cell phone ringtones interrupted him.

When Shangguan Yu saw the caller ID, he suppressed his displeasure and his expression softened slightly.

As soon as the call was connected, fluent English could be heard in the office.

The call lasted ten minutes, and He Qiaonan sat quietly on the sofa and stared at her for ten minutes.

After hanging up the phone, He Qiaonan took out the jasmine milk tea in the bag that was almost melting with ice cubes, inserted the straw into it and handed it to her: "It was still very cold when I bought it. Maybe the weather was too hot and the ice cubes melted a little on the way here. ”

Shangguan Yu took it, lowered his head and took a big sip, feeling the sweet taste of jasmine spreading on his tongue, and he seemed to feel much better.

She turned off the computer, and the haze of the previous moment suddenly dissipated. She pretended to give him a cold look: "He Qiaonan, in front of me now, do you dare to say what you said on the phone again?"

"Give me a hundred courages, and I wouldn't dare~"

He Qiaonan took the initiative to come forward and help her carry her bag.

Before marriage, how could he be so cowardly? The only way to do it is to directly dominate.

But things are different now. If he wants to marry her home, he must keep his word and treat her well without any bottom line.

Shangguan Yu turned his back and ignored him: "Don't you think you are very brave? How dare you have the idea of ​​asking me to abort the child? Tell me! Don't you want to do it?"

"Of course not. I wish I could still be with you in my next life."

When she turned around, He Qiaonan hugged her waist from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, smelled the faint fragrance on her neck, raised his eyes and smiled: "What should we name our child?" good?"

"She's just a little embryo, is it too early to give her a name?"

Shangguan Yu pushed him away and took two steps back.

"It's too early. I'll go back and look through the dictionary in the evening. I'll pick out a few first and choose slowly."

"..."

The two held each other's hands while holding each other's hands and walking to the parking lot.

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At half past five in the evening, the rain washed over the leafy treetops, bringing a fresh and moist breath.

It was the rush hour after get off work, and the three main roads in the city were blocked due to the sudden heavy rain.

The continuous honking of horns arouses annoyance in people's hearts in this hot summer. The traffic police stand at the street intersection to maintain order, and the cars are forced to slow down and stop and go.

The sudden ringtone rang through the carriage. Fu Lingheng looked at the crowded street scene outside the window and frowned. He raised his hand to press the AirPods next to his ear, and said in a somewhat irritated tone: "You kid, finally dare to turn on your phone?"

He was practicing piano with his wife at home in the afternoon when he received a call from his old house out of nowhere, saying that someone from Xiang's family was going to propose marriage at home that night and asking him to go back to his old house with Li Fei.

Fu Lingheng was obviously still in trouble. This boy had clearly said that he would wait until Ruan Ruan's 24th birthday before coming to propose marriage. Now that it was so sudden, there was only one possibility...

His cabbage was finally eaten by the pig Xiangchuan...

"Look what you said, my phone is out of battery. Didn't I call you back just after it was fully charged~"

Xiangchuan's voice came from the receiver, and he could vaguely hear the sound of their old man talking to several elders.

He paused and then said, "Where are you? We're waiting for you and your sister-in-law."

"If you're stuck in a traffic jam, I'll beat you to death!"

Fu Lingheng held the steering wheel tightly, looked at the road conditions ahead, and spoke in a gritted tone.

According to the original plan, he sent his son back to his old house to stay with the old man for two days. He could just take this opportunity to spend time with Li Fei.

The roses, sea view restaurant, and fireworks show are all ready, waiting to surprise her in the evening.

Because there was an urgent overseas video conference last night, he could only postpone it until today.

The result was good. Xiangchuan, a bitch, sent him a message at around three o'clock, saying that he and Ruan Ruan were officially engaged and that he planned to get engaged first.

He thought he was out of his mind and was confused by the idea of ​​marrying Ruan Ruan. He also seriously told him to endure it until next year.

Fuck, I didn’t notice it, but last night the two of them had a passionate and tender love affair.

Xiangchuan's posture was leisurely, playing with the lighter in his hand, curling his lips in a leisurely manner, and his despicable laughter penetrated the eardrums through the receiver, and the seriousness in his tone was not concealed: "Oh, my dear brother Uncle, at least something good is going to happen between Ruan Ruan and I. We have a relationship like brothers, why don’t you congratulate me?"

"Ah!"

Fu Lingheng laughed angrily. Thinking that his carefully prepared surprise had come to nothing, his knuckles cracked loudly. He grinded his back molars and spoke word by word: "Within half an hour, your last sentence will be in vain." Find a place to hide first, and if you fall into my hands, at least one of your legs will be broken first!"

"No, I'm your brother, and you want to do something again?"

Xiangchuan subconsciously touched his knee just moments before, and the corners of his lips trembled in disappointment.

Every time this guy said he broke his arm, he really broke his arm, and every time he said he broke his leg, he really broke his leg. There was no room for negotiation at all.

"If you don't use your hands, you can move your feet."

Fu Lingheng cut off the call angrily, took a deep breath, and resisted the urge to swear in front of his wife. The anger surged so much that his profile tightened, and he could vaguely feel the sudden drop in the temperature in the car.

"Xiang Chuan and Ruan Ruan are getting engaged. It's a happy event. Our date can be any day. Don't be angry."

Li Fei, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked sideways at the low-pressure man, and then at the bouquet of delicate roses in the back seat of the car. He opened the paper bag of the salty cheesecake he specially queued up to buy for her, and picked out a piece with a fork. Feed it into his mouth.

Seeing that his handsome face was gloomier than the weather outside the window, he added with a smile: "Don't I know your little thoughts in sending your son back to your old house?"

Fu Lingheng snorted softly, biting into the cake she was stuffed with, and answered lazily: "A new sea view restaurant has recently opened in the city. The owner is an old acquaintance in the industry. I originally wanted to have a candlelight dinner with you. I will arrange another fireworks show for you. If the brat is here, you will only have eyes for him, not me."

Hearing the sour tone in his tone, Li Fei raised his eyebrows lightly and couldn't help but snorted: "We've been making trouble for a long time, are you jealous of your own son?"

"Mrs. Fu, tell yourself, how long has it been since you last favored me?"

The man suddenly turned his face and stared straight at her, his eyes were deep and dark, his expression was extremely serious, but his tone was full of grievances and accusations.

After his son was born, he felt like he was being relegated to the cold palace.

During Li Fei's confinement period, he went to work in the group during the day and went home to take care of her and her son at night.

He alone takes over the tasks of making milk and changing diapers for his son every night. He also washes the underwear she changes by hand himself.

Li Fei never imagined that the man who had severe mysophobia in the past would one day be willing to do such trivial things for her and her son.

Obviously he could leave it to the servants, but he had to do it himself and take good care of the mother and son.

Thinking of this, Li Fei felt warm in his heart and showed a gentle smile: "I know my husband has worked hard, how about I give you the trophy I just won?"

The cake she drew was simply unattractive in Fu Lingheng's eyes.

The traffic in front moved slowly, and a series of horns honked from behind. Fu Lingheng put down the handbrake, lightly stepped on the accelerator and followed the traffic at a slow speed.

He looked sideways at her, his eyes affectionate and bewitching, and his tone was casual but ambiguous: "I don't want a trophy. I know your husband has worked hard, so you should reward me in a more effective way."

Li Fei dug into the cake and asked with a smile: "What about?"

"For example, turn off the lights? Or don't turn off the lights. I don't have so many requirements."

He held the steering wheel with one hand, and the smile at the corner of his mouth instantly spread all over his face. His narrow phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, giving off an evil vibe.

Li Fei pursed his lips, pretended not to understand what he meant, coughed lightly, and reminded him: "Mr. Fu, please pay attention when driving."

He disagreed, with a smile in his voice and a clear enunciation: "What I said is also related to driving."

This drive was not the other drive. Li Fei stopped talking about this topic with him and lowered his head to eat her cake.