Pregnant with twins, married to billionaire CEO

"Go change it, it's uncomfortable. If you are like this because of us, then we'll leave first."

The Fu Zhengming brothers patted Xu Weiren's shoulders, and the concern in their eyes was obvious.

"Then I'll go in and change. You guys sit down and watch TV and eat some melon seeds and snacks. Linlin will treat you."

"Weiren, you're so much dog food that I feel like I don't need to eat. I'm full just by hearing you mention Linlin." Lu Ying joked with a smile. Not only did her few words make Xu Weiren and Cui Lin blush with embarrassment, but the atmosphere also became lively.

Fu Shangbei helped Xu Weiren into the bedroom to change his prosthesis, and Cui Lin continued to entertain them.

In the bedroom, behind a door, Xu Weiren slowly sat on the bed, rolled up his trouser legs, and then slowly took off his prosthesis.

The wound on his leg was large. It was not originally like this. It was deformed by force to accommodate the prosthesis.

Fu Shangbei also noticed this, and frowned with a gloomy face. He touched the prosthesis and said, "This is a prosthetic product under the Fuhuang Group. When the product was tested and promoted, there was no mention of such side effects."

When Xu Weiren heard this, he knew that he had misunderstood, and he quickly explained: "My wound was not caused by this prosthesis. I didn't use this prosthesis before, and then the wound became deformed, so Xiao Nuo spent a lot of money to buy me this expensive prosthesis, which is very comfortable to wear."

Fu Shangbei's expression finally eased, and he said gently, "There will be new products coming out in a while, and I'll send someone to deliver them to your door. If the new product can fit your wound, then we'll use the new product. If not, let him take your wound data back to the R&D team and customize a prosthesis for you."

"This one was developed separately, and it was a waste of money. Now this one has a long service life and is good." Xu Weiren was used to being thrifty and did not like being treated specially at all. He felt that he just had a broken pair of legs and could still move with prosthetic limbs. He was not a vulnerable group and did not need special care.

Fu Shangbei curled his lips slightly, understanding his character very well, and said: "Personal customization is a very common business model in the medical supply stores under the Fuhuang Group. This is not considered independent development, but just a modification of existing products to make them more beneficial to you. Moreover, your situation is also a very important data. The more personal data the R&D team collects, the more beneficial it will be for them to develop more advanced prostheses."

It has to be said that there is a world of difference between the eloquence of businessmen and ordinary people. Every word Fu Shangbei said made Xu Weiren waver, especially the last few words, which killed two birds with one stone.

If more complete and more suitable prosthetic limbs were available for people like them with broken legs, their prices would become more and more attractive as the economy develops, which would be a great thing.

Xu Weiren nodded in agreement with an embarrassed look on his face, and told Fu Shangbei: "You have to send me the expense list of the materials needed. I want to know how much it cost. If it's too expensive, I won't accept it."

"Okay." Fu Shangbei also agreed.

Xu Weiren hesitated for a moment before asking a question he had always wanted to ask: "Have you found out the origin of that tattoo?"

"We have some clues. My friend is planning it. We are going to play the long game and get the results this year."

Xu Weiren was secretly shocked. After knowing that Xiao Nuo married the eldest grandson of the old president of Fuhuang Group, he searched the Internet for information about Fu Shangbei.

They all said that he was ruthless and ruthless, that he killed people decisively and did not recognize his relatives, that he stepped on his blood relatives to gain power, and that he was very heartless. No one knew what disease he had, and he had been keeping it a secret.

Now it seems that the decisiveness in killing is true.

As for the matter of not recognizing relatives, his daughter explained to him that it was all rumors and one of the means of internal fighting in their Fu family.

After taking off his prosthesis, Xu Weiren went out in a wheelchair. Seeing him coming out, Fu Zhengming quickly waved him over to continue the topic they had not finished talking about.

The two middle-aged men were of similar age and graduated from the same elementary and middle school, so they had a lot of common topics.

Mother Yan prepared two cold dishes in the kitchen and then invited them to the restaurant for dinner.

Fu Shangbei glanced at the delicious dishes on the table and raised his thin lips: "These are all dishes that Yanyan likes to eat."

Upon hearing this, Cui Lin and Xu Weiren smiled without saying anything. They had a better impression of Fu Shangbei. The fact that he could say with such certainty that these were all Xiao Nuo's favorites showed that he cared a lot about Xiao Nuo's life.

Details determine feelings. Cui Lin’s standard for a good man is to be careful, and someone has passed this test.

"You eat a lot of meat and fish every day in Genting Highlands, but you never get fat. After such a long time, only your face seems to have gained a little bit of weight." Xu Ziyue was also whispering this in Yan Nuo's ear, but her angle was rather strange.

"How can I have big fish and meat? For so many days, if I eat one favorite dish every day, I can eat everything on the table." Yan Nuo doesn't like big fish and meat. Even if the meat is delicious, she only eats a little bit, and then eats vegetables and soup in big mouthfuls. Since the prenatal doctor suggested that she should not eat too much, she has restrained herself more. Although it is very happy to eat and drink a lot for a while, the pain afterwards is very long. She would rather choose to restrain herself all the time.

After they were seated, everyone toasted with juice and started eating. The meal lasted more than an hour. After the meal, the five middle-aged men drove the three young people to the living room and did not let them help with washing dishes.

Seeing Fu Zhengming and Lu Ying wanting to help with the housework, Cui Lin quickly stopped them and pushed them towards the living room: "We have a dishwasher at home, so it's very convenient to wash the dishes. There's also a disposable tablecloth on the table for dinner, so it can be done quickly."

"Then let's do it quickly. Linlin, you, Weiren, and Yan's mother have warmly entertained us. We didn't bring any gifts, so it's only natural for us to do some housework. Old Fu, get started."

After receiving instructions from his wife, Fu Zhengming immediately walked to the dining table and started stacking bowls.

Cui Lin was pulled by Lu Ying and had no chance to stop her. Xu Weiren sat in a wheelchair and could only smile bitterly.

"You two are really too polite. How can you do housework when you come to my house as guests?" Cui Lin was embarrassed. This was not in line with their family's hospitality.

"We are guests today. We will come often in the future. It's all the same. And I didn't do anything. I let my husband Fu do it all. He is the one who mops the floor and washes dishes at home. He is used to it. You don't have to feel sorry for him. Sit down with me. I will tell you what happened a few days ago when I accompanied Yanyan to the prenatal check-up. Yanyan actually..." Cui Lin was fooled by Lu Ying and went to sit in the living room.

After finishing everything, Lu Ying considered that Xu Weiren and his wife had prepared a table of dishes early in the morning, and then went up the mountain to sweep the graves. They must have been tired for most of the day. She couldn't bear to stay here and trouble them, so she said goodbye with the whole family.

"You've worked hard today. Have a good rest." Lu Ying said while holding Cui Lin's hand, as if she were a good sister: "I'll ask Yan Yan to take me to see your store some other day. I really like eating cakes."

"Then come on. If you want to eat cake next time, just call me and I will send it to you." Cui Lin said generously.

"Uncle Xu, Aunt Cui, I'm leaving first. I'll come to see you another day." Yan Nuo opened his arms and hugged them, reluctant to leave.

"You are tired today. Remember to soak your feet in hot water when you go back. The water should reach your calves. Otherwise, you will suffer when you wake up tomorrow." Cui Lin reminded Yan Nuo to soak his feet carefully as in previous years.

"I know. I'll massage my feet for a while after soaking them." Yan Nuo smiled sweetly.

……

Back at Genting Grand Court, Yan Nuo was too sleepy to get out of the car. Fu Shangbei reached out to hug her, but she was so scared that she tried to open her eyes wide: "I can."

Fu Shangbei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm not a monkey, what's wrong with hugging you?"

"It will have a bad influence. It will be so embarrassing if someone sees me. I'm not that kind of delicate and frail little wife."

Fu Shangbei felt that her positioning of herself was a little off, so he leaned over and whispered in her ear: "When I kiss you in bed at night, you are indeed a little wife."

"Get lost." Yan Nuo glanced at Da He who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Da He said sincerely, "Boss, I didn't hear anything."

Fu Shangbei: “…” Daha, why did your IQ suddenly drop?

"I'm leaving first." Yan Nuo left her husband, got out of the car, and took small steps into the elevator to go upstairs.

Fu Shangbei sorted out the things in the trunk and carried them upstairs to avoid troubling Dahai and Dahe to go up and down.

"Brother Fu." A female voice filled with surprise sounded at the entrance of the parking lot.

If it’s not Nian Yuxue, who else could it be?

After Nian Yuxue moved in, she strolled around the community every day and finally found out that there was a building with only one owner. She immediately guessed that the owner should be Fu Shangbei. With this thought in mind, she came here. As a result, her guess was correct. Fu Shangbei lived in this building.

Nian Yuxue walked to the car in her high heels, glancing at the bags in Fu Shangbei's hands. She was very confused: "Brother Fu, I have never seen the Abalone brand in your hand before. Is this the unknown brand that my sister-in-law likes?"