On the day of divorce, the richest man got married in a flash marriage, and his ex-husband begged to

"The young master's mother gave birth to the child. She originally wanted to use the child to gain power, but then she took the money and left."

Aunt Zhao said and couldn't help but sigh: "When our little master was born, he cried all the time. It was Miss Mi Bao who played the sleep song you sang for her. The little master stopped crying after hearing it. This is why Mi Bao The reason why Miss Bao had the courage to steal the young master out."

Mi Bao is a girl. After she came back, her illness was cured.

Now when she heard the adults talking about her, she raised her little head and looked at them with wide eyes.

After a long while, she said: "It would be great if Aunt Wanyi was Xiaobao's mother. Auntie Wanyi, let's marry my uncle and be Xiaobao's mother!"

Before Jiang Wanyi could remember what he said, he heard Aunt Zhao say: "Miss, you must not say that! Your Aunt Wanyi is Mr.'s junior. It is absolutely impossible and absolutely impossible."

Jiang Wanyi had an indescribable feeling in her heart, but after hearing this, she just nodded: "Yes, it's not allowed."

Even if she divorces Bo Ting one day, she has no plans to marry again.

She was completely disappointed in her marriage.

Even if you want to marry, it can't be Mr. Fu

My ex-husband's uncle would not be tolerated even in an ordinary family, let alone a wealthy family. This violated ethics.

Mi Bao immediately rushed to Jiang Wanyi's side: "What are you going to eat tonight?"

Jiang Wanyi came back to his senses: "What do you want to eat?"

Mi Bao looked at the dishes on the table and couldn't help but said: "Is hot pot good? I have never eaten hot pot! The children in the kindergarten class said that their parents took them to eat hot pot. But my uncle wouldn't let me eat it. , saying the hot pot is unclean."

Aunt Zhao hurriedly explained: "Sir, the food he eats is relatively light and simple."

Mi Bao: "My uncle is too busy today and won't be back."

"Ah?" Jiang Wanyi was surprised: "Really?"

She also bought a lot of vegetables, and her cooking skills are very good.

Seeing Mi Bao nodding, Jiang Wanyi smiled: "Originally, I wanted to prepare a table for Mr. Fu by cooking in person. In that case, let's have hot pot tonight. For Tai Chi pot, you are still young, so you can eat bone soup."

Mi Bao nodded crazily: "Okay, okay, it's better to follow my aunt!"

Jiang Wanyi turned around and didn't hear what was said clearly.

Aunt Zhao lowered her head and said to Mi Bao again: "Young lady, you can't say that. It's absolutely impossible for Miss Jiang and Mr. Jiang."

Mi Bao didn't understand and ignored it.

Chase Jiang Wanyi in.

It was getting dark, and the table was filled with hot pot ingredients.

Little Snowball drank the milk and fell asleep again.

Only Xiaobao was sitting excitedly in the stroller, looking at the table of food, waving his little hands, making "babbling" in his mouth, and then looking at Jiang Wanyi, tears rolling down his face, and frantically sucking on his pacifier.

Jiang Wanyi picked up the chopsticks: "Okay, let's eat! I'll teach you how to eat!"

Aunt Zhao and Aunt Zhang did not come to the table.

At this time, there was a voice outside the door.

Jiang Wanyi turned around and opened the door. At the door was...

"Mr. Fu?"

Jiang Wanyi's eyes widened in surprise: "Didn't you say you wouldn't come back tonight?"

Fu Hansheng looked inside with the chill from outside.

Although there is ventilation, you can vaguely smell the aroma.

His eyebrows were cold, and there was a somewhat cold smile on his handsome face, distant and measured: "Who did you listen to, Miss Jiang?"

Mi Bao ran over happily: "I said it, I thought about it myself. My uncle is usually so busy that he never comes back at night."

Jiang Wanyi turned sideways and invited Fu Hansheng in.

When Xiaobao saw his father, he kicked his legs excitedly, like a little frog.

When the man saw the things on the table, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Jiang Wanyi came over nervously and said: "Mr. Fu, I thought you weren't coming back. Originally, I wanted to make a table of dishes to express my feelings. If I go outside, Xiaobao will wake up and see no one, and I want to cry. I thought you wouldn’t come back... Otherwise, let’s go outside and I’ll order food now, okay?”

The corners of Fu Hansheng's eyes turned red when he saw her nervousness. Maybe it was because she had taken two bites just now, and now her lips were also very red.

The unconscious look was very seductive, making him want to rub her lips.

There was a dark feeling in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared when he turned his eyes. He showed respect and said with a slight smile on his lips: "Is it all done by Miss Jiang?"

Jiang Wanyi watched him walk towards the table and said softly: "Yes, I fried the ingredients myself. And I also made the bone soup myself. My cooking skills are not bad, so I want to give it to Fu Sir, thank you for the table of dishes. Of course, you are used to eating outside, so I don’t know if you will like it, but it is all my intention."

Looking at the rolling red oil, and the child babbling non-stop next to the table.

There was a bit more fireworks in the man's eyes, and the indifference and coercion in his body disappeared a bit.

He took a look at the snowstorm outside. It snowed again today. He came back through the snowstorm just to keep an appointment.

"Miss Jiang, do you want to drink?"

As he spoke, he had already taken off his smoky gray woolen jacket and handed it to Aunt Zhao.

The dark shirt was smooth without any wrinkles, and he looked dignified and absolutely aloof, which seemed particularly out of place with all of this.

The rising steam covered the man's brows and eyes. Under the pale light, some of his usual coldness was gone, and he became a little softer.

It's like stepping down from the altar and entering the world of mortals.

Jiang Wanyi was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Fu Hansheng sat at the table: "Do you want to drink?"

"Oh...I...I know how to drink it, but I don't have it here." Jiang Wanyi turned around and looked at it: "I can go down and buy it, or ask someone to bring it to me."

She looked awkward and relaxed, like a little wife.

Fu Hansheng's eyes were gentle, and he pulled out the chair next to him. At the same time, he told Aunt Zhao to get the wine, and then he said to Jiang Wanyi: "Come and sit down."

Jiang Wanyi walked over and sat next to Fu Hansheng.

She was not used to it, and she was extremely nervous, leaning slightly to the other side.

Mibao sat on the other side, took out his mobile phone, and secretly took a photo.

In the photo, Xiaobao is still smiling.

It looks like a family!

Mibao was very happy.

Jiang Wanyi has never drunk Korean sake.

She hesitated and said: "My body..."

"Your physical condition allows you to drink it." Fu Hansheng's meeting today was about Jiang Wanyi's physical treatment.

Not only did he want to keep Jiang Wanyi by his side, he also wanted to keep her life in this world.

Finally, fearing that Jiang Wan was overly preoccupied, he added: "I heard a doctor from Huaqing say something by chance."

Originally, I wanted to use Bo Ting as an excuse, but when An Xin was like this, there was no need to mention him.

At this time, downstairs, Bo Ting——