My bad ex-husband scolded me for being infertile? A wealthy man got married again and had two babies

Xu Yansang was conscious, but her hands and feet were a little out of control. She tried hard to stand up straight, but she didn't know if it was because the space was too small, she couldn't use any strength.

I could only shake my head embarrassedly and look up at him, "Can you help me?"

She was half drunk, and her expression was somewhat innocent and naive, which was not seen on ordinary days. Her eyes were full of water. Fu Zhen's lower abdomen suddenly tightened. When he spoke again, his voice was obviously much tighter, although he tried his best to make his tone gentle, "Okay, I'll help you."

He held her arm and helped her out of the car. Xu Yan thanked him in a soft voice, "Thank you for your help."

"No trouble." She was wearing a long skirt today, revealing her slender neck and slim waist. The man didn't dare to look at her, his eyes were always fixed on the front, and he replied with restraint and forbearance.

Xu Yansang didn't notice his abnormality. In fact, even if she did, she wouldn't think much about it. After all, as a gay, how could she expect him to have secret thoughts about women? Although she didn't know much about gays, Zhao Zhao had said that such words were a shame for a gay.

Fu Zhenzhuo helped her back home, put her on a chair, then turned to the kitchen to make a cup of honey water and handed it to her.

The honey water was warm, sweet and fragrant. Xu Yansang was surprised, "Did you put jasmine in it?"

"Yeah." Fu Zhenzhuo lowered his head to light the aromatherapy, his lips curved, and he replied softly, "Someone told me that it tastes better if you soak a few jasmine flowers in honey water."

Xu Yansang smiled and said, "That's really a coincidence. I also like to add jasmine flowers when drinking honey water. I really like the taste of jasmine."

"As long as you like it." Fu Zhenzhuo took the aromatherapy and explained, "This is a gift from a friend. It is said to have the effect of sobering up. Try it."

The aromatherapy was very delicate, with bean-sized candles burning in crystal glasses, exuding a faint scent of red wine and cinnamon.

Xu Yansang felt a little jealous, and always felt that this gift was not from an ordinary friend. Who, a normal man, would give another man an aromatherapy bottle?

I don’t know if it was given to him by his ex-girlfriend or one of his admirers.

Xu Yansang realized that she was jealous and felt a little contemptuous of herself. How could she have the nerve to do that? Not to mention that the other person had no interest in her at all, even if they were in love with each other, she was a married and divorced woman, it was lucky that the other person didn't despise her, but she was still jealous of him.

She is getting more and more terrifying.

It’s just that physiological instinctive reactions cannot be controlled, and I can only try to control myself when I realize that my thoughts have gone astray.

Xu Yansang drank some honey water and smoked some cinnamon. She felt that the alcohol was almost gone. She stood up with the help of the table. Her body was not as weak as before.

Fu Zhen asked, "Are you going to take a shower?"

Xu Yansang nodded, "Yeah, just now in the restroom of the club, someone was smoking, and the smell was too strong. My clothes were stained with the smell, and I felt uncomfortable if I didn't wash it."

After she finished speaking, she realized that Fu Zhenzhuo was just standing there in a daze without saying anything. Her slow brain took a while to react before she realized that, oh, the man in front of her also smoked.

If I express my dislike for smoking in front of others, will he feel offended?

Before she could think of how to explain, Fu Zhenzhuo looked at her and said, "You don't like other people smoking? Why didn't you say it?"

He was not a heavy smoker, he would only smoke a cigarette when he was upset. Since he came to her, he had been upset a lot more often, but even so, he only smoked a pack of cigarettes a week.

If he had known that she didn't like it, he would have definitely quit.

Xu Yansang quickly explained, "You don't smoke much, and you always smoke outside, never at home. It's mainly a psychological reason. When I was a child, my mother instilled in me that men who smoke are smelly. It's not targeting you, I just..."

She felt as if she had lost her parents because she found that the more she described, the worse the situation became.

But to be honest, before she brought up this topic today, she didn't realize that she didn't like Fu Zhentao smoking. In fact, until now, she didn't think there was anything wrong with him smoking.

Sometimes I smell the nicotine on him and it makes me feel a little drunk.

I don't know if this is because of love, but in short, she and he are not in that kind of relationship, and she has no right to ask him not to smoke.

Fu Zhen looked at her deeply with his dark eyes, and after a while he said, "I will pay attention next time."

"Actually, you don't have to..." Xu Yansang wanted to explain.

Fu Zhen stopped her from talking, "It doesn't matter. Smoking is harmful to health. I don't want to smoke anymore."

Xu Yansang felt that this logic was not right, but her tired mind could not think too much, so she just said, "Then you should smoke less first and see if you can quit."

Then he walked into the bathroom.

The frosted glass door of the bathroom reflected a slender figure. Soon, the sound of splashing water was heard. Fu Zhenmu looked at the constantly moving figure and felt his throat becoming drier and drier. Finally, he sighed and turned into his bedroom.

It’s just that figure is like engraved in my mind and can’t be erased.

He lowered his head, looked at something standing proudly, and sighed helplessly.

When will I be able to succeed in getting promoted?

He was afraid that if he waited another two years, he would explode and die.

Fu Zhenzhuo rarely had such a messy mind. He took a deep breath and told himself not to think about it anymore, as it would be disrespectful to Xu Yansang.

Just as he was about to open his computer to handle official business and calm himself down, he suddenly heard a bang from the bathroom, followed by a scream. His face changed, and he rushed out of the door. He walked a few steps to the outside of the bathroom and asked anxiously, "Yan Sang, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

In the bathroom, Xu Yansang fell naked on the floor, feeling very upset. She had finished her shower, but when she was reaching for the towel, she slipped and fell to the floor.

He quickly replied, "It's okay, I just fell down."

As she said this, she tried to stand up by herself, but she felt a piercing pain in her ankle as soon as she moved it. She groaned and sat back down.

Fu Zhen was standing outside the door, extremely anxious. "Can you stand up? Where are you hurt?"

"It seems... I can't stand up..." Xu Yansang said with difficulty, "A-Tuo, maybe I need your help..."

Fu Zhen said, "How can I help you?"

Xu Yansang said, "I can't stand up. My ankle hurts when I move it, but it doesn't hurt when I don't move it. I don't think my bones are sprained, just twisted. But just in case, you may need to take me to the hospital..."

"Okay," Fu Zhenzhuo agreed without thinking, "Open the lock and I'll take you to the hospital."

"Um..." Xu Yansang felt like blood was dripping from her ears, and her whole body became hot because of embarrassment. "Can you go to my room and get me a towel?"

Fu Zhen was stunned for a moment, "You..."

"I... am not wearing any clothes." Xu Yansang wished she could cover her face.

Outside the door, Fu Zhenzhuo understood what she meant in an instant. His ears suddenly felt hot and his heart was beating uncontrollably. But he tried his best to stay calm and replied, "Okay."

He walked into Xu Yansang's room, took a towel from her cabinet, and came to the bathroom door again, his throat dry, "I've got it, open the door."

The door lock clicked open.

The bathroom door opened a little, and Xu Yansang stretched out her arm, "Give it to me."

Fu Zhenmu stared at the forearm that was as white and tender as a lotus root node. His black eyes, which were usually as calm as water, seemed to be spitting fire at this moment. He took a deep breath, ignored the clamor of his physiological needs, and handed over the towel.

After a while, Xu Yansang said, "Okay, come in."

Fu Zhenmu pushed the door open and saw that she had wrapped herself in a towel, revealing her fair neck, round shoulders, and... two long legs as white as jade.

The bathroom is a place that easily triggers people's imagination and makes them impulsive. Fu Zhen suppressed the anger in his heart and bent down to hug her.

The woman's petite body was like a ball of soft cotton, pressed tightly against his chest. His arm was in contact with her body through a towel. Fu Zhenmu felt a little regretful. He should have called an ambulance. He overestimated his own willpower.

I could only try to hold her higher so that she wouldn't feel the hardness somewhere in my body.

He didn't want her to feel offended before the relationship reached that point.

Xu Yansang didn't think much about it. Besides feeling a little embarrassed, she was also a little confused as to why he was holding her in such a strange posture, as if... he was using her as a dumbbell for fitness, lifting her up high.

Fu Zhenmu carried her back to the bedroom, helped her find a set of clothes, and then turned his back to let Xu Yansang change into them.

After changing clothes, he carried her downstairs to the hospital.

The hospital had already closed at this time, so Fu Zhenzhuo took Xu Yansang to the emergency room first. But then he was afraid that the emergency doctor's skills were not good enough, so he called Feng Zheng and asked him to come over.

After the emergency doctor examined Xu Yansang's foot, he said, "It's just a slight sprain, but it's not a big problem. Don't use your injured foot hard for a week. I'll prescribe you a bottle of medicated oil. Go home and apply it three times a day, massaging until it's absorbed."

Fu Zhenchuo got the medicine, and Feng Zheng came just in time, standing in front of Fu Zhenchuo, panting, with his hands on his knees.

"Brother Fu, what's the matter? I was fighting with the old man, and your call made the old man kick me here."

Fu Zhenzhuo walked over and said, "Yansang sprained her foot, go over and take a look."

Feng Zheng rolled his eyes silently when he heard this. This is a hospital, brother. Is it humane to call him here in the middle of the night for just a sprain?

When he finished looking at Xu Yansang's feet, he rolled his eyes and said something similar to what the emergency doctor said, "It's not a big problem, just take care of it for two days."

Just for this minor muscle sprain, an injury that can be treated by any doctor, is it appropriate to call him, an orthopedic expert?

However, when he looked up and saw the warning in Fu Zhen's eyes, he consciously changed his words, "Sister-in-law is really a lucky person. A normal person would have to lie down for ten days or half a month if he was not disabled after such a sprain. You are very lucky to have only sprained a muscle."

Xu Yansang smiled at him gratefully, "I am so sorry to bother you so much at night."

Feng Zheng didn't dare to accept this, so he waved his hands and laughed, "It's okay, I'm just sitting around doing nothing, haha, I'm very free every day..."

Fu Zhenzhuo sent him out and asked, "Is this favor owed to the Feng family?"

Feng Zheng did not refuse. "Okay, the old man in the province scolds me for being useless every day. Now he knows that all the projects of the Fu family are earned by me, and he is much better to me."

"Thank you." Fu Zhenzhuo bumped fists with him, watched his car drive away, then turned around and walked back.

When I returned to the hospital corridor, I saw a person standing in front of Xu Yansang. It was Zhou Muchuan. He was saying something to Xu Yansang excitedly. In his excitement, he even grabbed Xu Yansang's shoulders with both hands and shook her. Xu Yansang couldn't dodge and her face was full of resistance.

Fu Zhenzhuo's face darkened. He strode over, grabbed Zhou Muchuan by the back of his neck, and pulled him aside. Then he stood in front of Xu Yansang and looked at Zhou Muchuan coldly, "Get lost!"

Zhou Muchuan's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Fu Zhenzhuo. There was a wound on his hand, not serious, but it was a long cut. He came to the hospital today to bandage the wound, but he didn't expect to meet Xu Yansang here.

He didn't know what was going on, but he walked in front of her for some unknown reason. It was just a little concern from his ex-husband. Why were these two people so defensive?

"Mr. Fu." Zhou Muchuan almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth. He was like an angry beast, with dangerous light flashing in his eyes, and he was provocative from a high position, "Do you think she will be happier with you than with me? You can't give her anything. She is injured. You will bring her to this crowded public hospital to queue up. Her injury is not serious. If it is serious, would you let her wait for death?"

He looked at Xu Yansang again and sneered, "When you followed me, you went to all kinds of occasions. Look at you now! Even if you just had a cold or a fever, I would have arranged for a family doctor to see you, or taken you to a private hospital to enjoy the best service! But you followed him, living in a shabby house, driving a shabby car, and going to a shabby hospital for treatment. Xu Yansang, haven't you always been very pampered? How can you bear such a life?!"

A hint of anger flashed in Fu Zhen's eyes. There was no need to be polite to such a shameless person.

He was about to raise his hand when Xu Yansang beside him suddenly stopped him and said softly, "A-Tuo, let me tell him."

Fu Zhen paused, and all the strength in his body was immediately released. He respected her attitude and stood behind her, but still stared at Zhou Muchuan closely. If he made any unusual movement, he would beat him until his teeth were gone.

Xu Yansang looked at Zhou Muchuan. Now when she saw this man again, there was no ripple in her heart. She just found what he said a little ridiculous, so she had to tell him in person.

"You said I was delicate. Did you really see that I was delicate, or did your mother tell you that I was delicate? What kind of life I lived in the Zhou family, even if your mother deliberately concealed it from you, you must know it, right? You knew that I was embarrassed and bullied, and that I lived like a servant, but you pretended not to know. Only when I couldn't hold on any longer did you show me some cheap concern. You knew whether you felt sorry for me or used this method to control me. Now you say that I am delicate, Zhou Muchuan, do you have no conscience when you say this?"