Pregnant with twins, married to billionaire CEO

Listening to the woman's playful and cunning voice, Fu Shangbei's hard heart seemed to be pinched by a soft hand. He picked up the steamed radish meat roll with chopsticks and said lightly: "We are husband and wife, you can say whatever you want."

It seemed that he was waiting for his words. With these words, Yan Nuo felt more at ease. His big, bright black eyes looked at Fu Shangbei sincerely and with a little trepidation: "I am not capable enough now, so I can only ask you to help me. The influence of the Fuhuang Group in Jinghai is unmatched by any other group. If you can spare a little time from your busy schedule to suppress the Yan Group for your wife, your wife will definitely be very grateful to you."

"Oh? How to thank you?" After saying this, Fu Shangbei ate the radish and meat roll on the chopsticks in one bite. It was tender and juicy.

"Hmm... let me think about it." Seeing that he did not refuse outright, Yan Nuo saw hope and quickly started thinking about how to thank Mr. Fu.

Fu Shangbei nodded, allowing her to think about it now, lowered his head and took two mouthfuls of rice, then naturally reached his chopsticks into her bowl, picked out the carrots and corn, and added the chicken.

Yan Nuo propped up her cheek and thought for nearly a minute, thinking that Boss Fu would definitely have no shortage of silks, satins, jewelry and jade. He was much richer than her, and if the gift was not expensive enough, he might despise it.

A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and Yan Nuo looked into Fu Shangbei's eyes clearly: "Are you tired after get off work every day?"

Men who are used to working out all year round have strong bodies. Moreover, because of their "illness", their body's endurance is stronger than that of ordinary people. But wanting to know her intention, Fu Shangbei just hummed, "I am a little tired."

"That's easy. I'll give you a back and leg massage when you get home. Do you think this is okay?"

When Yan Nuo's mother, who was lying on the hospital bed eating melons, heard what Yan Nuo said, she couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hand: My eldest daughter, why do you use the same tricks on your husband that you used on your father when you were a child? Your uncle is not your father, so maybe he won't buy into your tricks.

"You want to... help me massage my back and legs?" Fu Shangbei's expression was tinged with shock, and a rare look of astonishment appeared on his handsome face.

"If you don't like it, change it to something else. How do you want me to thank you?" Yan Nuo estimated his small treasury and said in embarrassment: "If you want something too expensive, I may not have the money to buy it..."

"It's what you said." Fu Shangbei said lightly.

Yan Nuo became happy: "That's settled then, remember to help, I'm very good at back massage."

Fu Shangbei frowned: "You are a rich lady, so you are good at back massage?"

"I'm not a rich girl at all. When I was little, I liked to massage my parents' backs because...well, because I was naughty and always wanted to climb trees and catch birds, in order to ask my parents' permission to let me do this, I massaged their backs and legs."

Thinking of the good times with her parents, Yan Nuo felt a sour heart and throat, and a little breathless. She said nothing more, held the bowl with both hands to drink the soup. After drinking the soup, she suddenly found something wrong. Why... there was so much chicken in the bowl?

Just as she was about to put down the bowl after wondering, the man's voice sounded beside her ear: "It's noon when you are hoeing the field. Every grain of rice is the product of hard work. Don't waste food."

"Okay." Yan Nuo pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and resigned himself to eating the chicken.

Fu Shangbei looked at her with his sidelong glance, his thin lips slightly raised for a moment.

"Come home with me, there will be professionals to take care of Mother Yan." After dinner, Fu Shangbei still persuaded her to go home.

Yan's mother also said, "Miss, you should go with your uncle. There are many people here to take care of me."

Yan Nuo said nothing, suddenly took Fu Shangbei's hand and walked out of the ward.

Fu Shangbei let her pull him, taking shorter steps than before, until he reached the stairs. Yan Nuo let go, walked down the stairs alone, then turned back and hooked her finger at the man, motioning him to come over as well.

Fu Shangbei walked down and came to her. Yan Nuo took a deep breath and said with a serious look, "I want to stay and take care of Mom Yan."

"Do you have medical expertise?" Fu Shangbei retorted rationally.

Yan Nuo shook his head and admitted, "Of course I'm not as professional as them, but... don't you understand? Mother Yan was injured in order to take back the roses I planted. Her eyes were almost blinded. How horrible! She must be very scared, but she is an adult and is used to suppressing emotions such as fear in her heart. What does my company mean to me? If I can't even do such a small thing, am I worthy of Mother Yan's loyalty to me?"

"Some things need to be done by yourself so that others can feel the warmth. I just want to let Yan's mother know that I care about her and that I care about her. Maybe this can't ease the pain of her injury, but at least she knows that I have this heart."

"Mother Yan is not married and has no relatives in Jinghai. She does have friends, but at this time, her friends all have their own jobs. How could she possibly bother them? I'm so free, and I don't even do this little thing. That would be a terrible person."

After mumbling to herself in one breath, Yan Nuo felt much better. She just didn't like Fu Shangbei asking her to go home in front of Yan's mother in the ward.

"This is why I want to stay. If you don't agree, I think we need to reconsider our marriage."

After saying what was in her heart, she raised her eyes to look at the man with a deep expression, then looked away, and her heart gradually became nervous. If Fu Shangbei, this domineering boss, was autocratic and dictatorial, she would not be able to stand it. So let them divorce, there was nothing she could do about it, the child must belong to her.