Pregnant with twins, married to billionaire CEO

Fu Shangbei chuckled, his eyes gentle and doting: "Mrs. Fu, do you know that you are very cute like this?"

Some men are not only handsome, but also charming and deadly.

Yan Nuo gritted his teeth and cleared his throat, saying confidently, "Of course I know."

"Really?" He thought, she probably didn't know, because her lovely appearance was in his eyes, not anywhere else.

Yan Nuo prided herself on her self-control, but she couldn't resist the man's deep and sticky gaze, so she changed the subject abruptly: "Are you going to let Fu Shangjie's matter go on like this? I'm afraid he will go even further. After all, someone is backing him up!"

"Even if there is a guarantee, it will only be ten years at most," said Fu Shangbei.

Yan Nuo's eyes widened: "Ten years is a long time. Husband, you have repeatedly given in to Grandpa's choice, I really feel sorry for you."

"Wife, your words are enough. Leave Fu Shangjie to me, I will keep him in check, and when grandpa is gone, I will really take action. I... promised grandma that I would let grandpa have a peaceful old age." The shallow arc at the corners of his lips represented helplessness and pain.

"Grandma..." This was the first time she heard the name "Grandma" from him. Yan Nuo looked at the man's face, which had obviously softened, raised the corners of her lips, and chuckled, "Is Grandma fine?"

"Well, grandma was the best person to me. Unfortunately, she was worried and left too early. She passed away before I was sixteen."

"Grandma is sick?"

"Asthma and depression." Fu Shangbei's voice was filled with grief: "Grandpa has no feelings for grandma. It has always been grandma who accommodates grandpa. Grandma has a big heart and can tolerate too many things. When she passed away, she was still thinking about grandpa and asked me to take good care of him. I made a promise in front of her bed, promising her that I would let grandpa enjoy his old age and manage the Fuhuang Group well. Only then did grandma relax her brows..."

Yan Nuo felt distressed and held the man's hand tightly: "You have done both of these things."

Fu Shangbei slowly closed his eyes, his lips trembling slightly: "It's a pity that grandma can't see it."

"She will see it. She is watching you from heaven. Honey, let's go home." Sad topics are too heavy, so it is better not to touch them lightly. Perhaps it is because they have both lost their loved ones, and this pain is to some extent connected, which also makes these two lonely hearts dependent on each other.

"Okay." Fu Shangbei seldom indulges in pain. Firstly, he has no time to waste it. Secondly, he knows that lingering in pain will not change the facts. Only by strengthening himself can he be immune to all poisons.

When riding the elevator down, Yan Nuo finally experienced what it felt like to be the center of attention. The elevator was like a vegetable market, stopping at every floor. Everyone who came in greeted Fu Shangbei, and then their eyes were locked on their interlocked hands as if equipped with radar.

A daring male employee asked directly with sparkling eyes: "Boss Fu, is this your wife?"

Fu Shangbei smiled and nodded: "Yeah."

This reaction made the other people in the elevator freeze for several seconds! Then, Yan Nuo saw a man silently opening his mouth, and the expression on his face was filled with one sentence: "I can't believe it, Mr. Fu actually laughed."

When they got in the car, Yan Nuo couldn't help but hold her belly and laugh for a while, then gave advice very enthusiastically: "Husband, Fuhuang Group is yours now. I think you should change your temperament and make everyone think that you are not as unkind as those rumors say. Everyone likes a kind leader!"

"They did their job perfectly, so I will naturally be kind to them." Fu Shangbei said seriously.

Yan Nuo shook his head: "You don't look kind at all now."

Hearing this, Fu Shangbei pursed his thin lips and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Trying to interpret "kindness" failed!

"Forget it. This is really too difficult for you. It would be better to leave the matter of He Ai to Brother Shi An and A Lou. They are more suitable." Yan Nuo gave up on treating her husband.

Fu Shangbei was not convinced and continued to try to act "kind", which only elicited Yan Nuo's undisguised laughter.

Looking at the woman who was laughing so hard that her body was shaking, Fu Shangbei restrained his expression and held her head with his big hand: "Stop laughing, or you'll have a stomachache."

Yan Nuo took a deep breath and calmed herself down. Her big watery eyes were soft and clear, like the purest gems in the world, but her cheeks were still red and had not recovered yet.

Back at Genting Grand Court, when they were driving past the main gate, the guard came over with a bag and stopped them, with a sincere smile on his face: "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, you were almost hit by another sports car when you drove out this morning, remember? We checked the surveillance and already know who the other party is. Our leaders have decided to punish them severely and have called the police. We will notify you when there is a result. This is a small gift from our community, I hope you will accept it."

Dahai reached out and put the gift away: "That's enough."

The security guard was very happy because he had been worried that Mr. and Mrs. Fu would not like the gifts they prepared, but he didn't expect them to be so easy-going.

In fact, the gifts they prepared were not cheap, two abalones worth thousands of dollars and a box of black tea, which showed their sincerity.

When they got home, Yan Nuo handed the food to Jiang Ma: "Shang Bei and I don't like eating abalone, so I'll give it to you, Jiang Ma. You decide whether to give it to others or eat it yourself. The same goes for the black tea."

"Thank you, Madam." Jiang Ma accepted it gratefully.

Looking at Jiang Ma, Yan Nuo thought of Aunt Cui and Uncle Xu. He hadn't visited them for a long time and wondered how they were doing these days.

Yan Nuo decided to get the answer from her best friend Xu Ziyue. She personally called Uncle Xu and Aunt Cui to ask them how they were doing recently. They would definitely say they were doing well.

It seems that everyone is like this. When faced with concern, they always habitually say: I'm fine!