Pregnant with twins, married to billionaire CEO

Fu Zhengming was caught off guard by his son pinching his thigh. He tilted his head back and cried out in pain, which scared Lu Ying and Yan Nuo, who were walking slowly outside. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law quickened their pace and ran into the study.

"What's wrong?" Lu Ying was very worried as she rarely heard her husband scream so miserably. Her face turned pale.

When she walked into the study, she saw the couple hugging each other. The husband's face was distorted and he wanted to hit the son. The son bent over and hugged the husband from behind. The posture was so intimate that Lu Ying even envied her husband.

Her son was sensible at the age of five and would never cling to her like this.

"Honey, why did Dad scream so miserably just now?" Yan Nuo asked with concern as she approached. When she got closer, she found someone's hand pinching Fu Zhengming's thigh and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Mom, Dad is fine, it's just... Shang Bei pinched his thigh."

The daughter-in-law's voice brought Lu Ying back to her senses. Lu Ying restrained her expression and walked over. She also saw Fu Shangbei's hand, and then she looked at her husband speechlessly: "My son just pinched your thigh, is it that serious?"

"Let him pinch it and see. I think it will turn purple." Fu Zheng understood that he was extremely aggrieved.

He was obviously the injured person, so why was the lady still scolding him?

Lu Ying looked at Fu Shangbei and said, "Your father is in a bad mood, why are you pinching him?"

Fu Shangbei shrugged his shoulders: "There's nothing I can do. He was just talking nonsense and thought he was fantasizing. I couldn't explain it well, so I had to use physical methods to make him realize that this was not a fantasy."

Lu Ying was confused, "What is your father fantasizing about?"

"You ask him." Fu Shangbei raised the corners of his lips and didn't tell his mother.

So Lu Ying looked at her husband and asked, "What were you fantasizing about just now?"

Yan Nuo was also very curious: "Dad, what are you fantasizing about? I want to know too."

Of course, he was imagining his son bending down and hugging him affectionately.

But can he say such hypocritical words in front of his wife and daughter-in-law?

Of course not.

If so.

Wouldn't they think he was a very pretentious and unreliable person from now on?

Fu Zhengming was too embarrassed to speak out about this because of his male dignity. He cleared his throat to cover it up and said calmly, "It's nothing. I drank a lot and had some fantasies. It's normal."

"What's normal about that? You never had any hallucinations when you drank when your liver was fine before. Have you damaged your liver? Let's go to the hospital tomorrow to check it out." Lu Ying was really worried. Whenever there was something wrong with her husband, she would respond cautiously.

"Madam, I'm really fine." Fu Zhengming didn't want to go to the hospital for no reason. The hospital wasn't a good place. He glanced at Fu Shangbei standing next to him with a serious expression and said, "Boss, tell your mother quickly that I'm fine."

Fu Shangbei cleared his throat and said, "Mom, I don't know what's wrong with Dad either."

Fu Zhengming: “…” The leather jacket is leaking air.

Lu Ying sneered and glared at Fu Zhengming. "Come with me to the hospital tomorrow. Stop drinking now. Come back to bed with me. Your son and daughter-in-law came from the hospital late at night for you. You have saved enough face. If you continue to drink, you will not be a good role model."

His wife's words instantly sobered Fu Zhengming's slightly tipsy brain. He turned around and

Looking at Fu Shangbei and Yan Nuo, my heart felt like there was a small stove, warm, and I felt extremely guilty.

"Don't do this again. I'm fine. I'm still looking forward to having a grandchild."

"I'm glad you're okay. We just happen to miss mom and dad too." Yan Nuo said obediently with a sweet smile.

Fu Zhengming curved his eyes, his gaze was kind, "You guys go back to your room and go to sleep, I'm fine, I'll go back to sleep with your mother, don't worry about me, you know, you're pregnant, you have to pay attention to your emotions."

"Dad, I'm emotionally stable. I just heard that you drank and I missed you, so Shang Bei and I came back. Let's go to bed now. Good night." After saying that, Yan Nuo pulled Fu Shangbei out of the study.

Fu Zhengming also obediently went back to his room with Lu Ying to sleep.

Back in the bedroom, Fu Zhengming exclaimed, "Wife, the quilt in the eldest brother's room was changed the day before yesterday. It's been two days. I'll go get them a new one."

Lu Ying held him back, "The boss has hands and feet, he can change it himself, and it's only two days, the room is cleaned by a nanny every day, are you still worried that the quilt is dirty? His room is cleaner than ours."

"Oh, that's right." Fu Zhengming breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the edge of the bed, and raised his hand to rub his eyebrows.

Usually when he went to play with Song Qinghe, he would secretly drink a few sips of wine. When he came back to sleep, Lu Ying would not allow him to get on the bed. He had to wash himself before climbing into bed.

But tonight, Lu Ying made an exception. She bent down, put his shoes aside, and whispered, "Go to sleep."

Fu Zhengming shook his head: "I'm going to take a shower first."

"Why wash? Go to sleep and wash tomorrow."

"Why?" Fu Zhengming looked at his wife in surprise, and suddenly felt very sad. "Don't you love me anymore, so you don't care whether I'm dirty or not?"

Lu Ying: "...I love you."

"Then why don't you rush me to take a shower? I've been sitting on the edge of the bed for a minute."

Lu Ying was so angry that she gritted her teeth. Did this old man deserve a beating?

"Ma'am, I'm going to take a shower. Remember to love me later."

"Come back, I'm afraid you'll have an accident if you take a bath after drinking so much!"

"Then you can take a shower with me."

Lu Ying was so angry that she raised her hand and hit the old man's arm, her voice cold: "Stop it!"

Fu Zhengming blinked, pursed his lips, lay down on the bed obediently and covered himself with the quilt.

"Hmph, why didn't you do this earlier? Why did you have to make me lose my temper?" Lu Ying was really impressed by him. She let out a deep breath of anger, turned off the lights, and went around to lie down on the other side of the bed.

After a while, the bed sank slightly, and warm breath with the smell of alcohol blew into Lu Ying's ears. A voice whispered, "Madam, our son hugged me just now. Did you see it?"

"I saw it." Lu Ying let her husband hug her.

"I'm so happy. Tell me, the boss really loves me in his heart, so he hugged me."

"You think too much. Your son hugged you because he was afraid something might happen to you." Lu Ying didn't want to agree with him. Her son had never hugged her like that, so she didn't want to let her husband feel good.

Fu Zhengming always believed his wife's words, and he felt disappointed in an instant, "Ah..."