Secret love turns into love, women never want to escape

"Secret Love Comes into Huan, Women Don't Want to Escape"

Fu Shimi went back, but Fu Lijun and the others hadn't come back yet.

She was in a daze while making dinner.

Who is Shansi?

What is his purpose?

Why did she hide a child she didn't know about and let him marry Chi Chen.

Is that little girl really her and Fu Lijun's daughter?

"Millet."

Aunt Zhang shouted.

Fu Shimi regained her composure, she kept the fire on, but there was nothing in the pot.

She hastily poured the oil into the pan.

"Are you worried?"

Aunt Zhang asked.

"have a bee in one's bonnet."

Fu Shimi said, put in the cleaned chicken nuggets.

After five o'clock, Fu Lijun came back.

"Is the matter resolved?"

Fu Shimi asked Zuo Si.

Zuo Si nodded, "The press conference will be held the day after tomorrow, and there will definitely be losses. Moreover, Mr. Fu has made a few layouts, and any losses will be temporary. He does have a way of doing business."

"As long as the matter is settled, let's eat."

Fu Shimi went back to the kitchen to serve the dishes, and Aunt Zhang called Fu Qian and marry Yang to come down for dinner.

"Mother.

Mother. "

Fu Qian bouncing down the stairs with the painting.

Fu Shimi thought of the little girl in Shansi's cell phone.

Fu Qian grew up beside her. Although she had no father since childhood, she gave Fu Qian enough love.

If that little girl is really her and Fu Lijun's child, wandering outside alone, still in the hands of unknown people... This thought made her a little panicked.

"Mother.

look.

This is a little mouse I drew. "

Fu Qian glanced at the painting, touched Fu Qian's head, "It's awesome."

"whee."

Fu Qian took the painting again and went to Fu Lijun.

"Dad is in the study."

Zuo Si reminded.

Fu Qian hurriedly ran towards the study, stood on tiptoe, opened the door and saw Fu Lijun.

Fu Lijun was reading the project proposal they sent.

"dad.

dad. "

Fu Qian shouted sweetly.

Two-year-old children, boys and girls have the same voices, they are all delicate, sweet, and soft.

He looked at Fu Qian.

Fu Qian ran over, leaning against him with his small body.

Fu Lijun felt a desire to protect, and even his voice softened a bit, "What's wrong?"

"Look at my painting, guess what it is?"

Fu Qian handed the painting to Fu Lijun.

"rabbit?"

Fu Lijun guessed.

"No, Daddy, little rabbit, white and white, with ears pricked up."

Fu Qian said childishly, compared the rabbit's ears vividly, and gave Fu Lijun a disgusted look, "The little rabbit's eyes are still red, and this one is black."

"That's it, puppy?"

Fu Lijun said uncertainly.

"Father, you are blind, this is a little mouse, a little mouse that can chirp, hum."

Fu Qian pursed his lips, with an expression of about to cry.

In the past, he hated hearing children cry, so he didn't get married or have children, but now, when he saw that Fu Qian was about to cry, his heart softened, and he said softly: "The paintings are very creative, you can use creativity prize."

"Creativity, Dad, what is creativity?

What does it mean to be creative? "

Fu Qian asked incomprehensibly.

"Creativity means, it means very powerful."

Fu Lijun said.

Fu Qian immediately grinned.

"I'm great."

"Well, great."

Fu Lijun touched Fu Qian's little head.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Fu Lijun said.

Aunt Zhang opened the door and said kindly, "Mr. Fu, it's time to eat."

"Ah."

Fu Lijun responded.

Aunt Zhang came over to pick up Fu Qian.

"Grandmother, Dad praised me for my good painting and said that I am very creative."

Fu Qian happily showed off.

"is it?

Our talisman money is really powerful. "

"My mother said the same thing."

Fu Qian is happier.

Fu Lijun looked at Fu Qian's small appearance, and his eyes softened a little.

The dishes are already on the table.

Everyone finished the mushroom soup at noon. She made chicken soup at night, added the leftover sweet and sour pork ribs from the morning, and made another dish of cowboy ribs, ants climbing trees, and egg custard.

This time Fu Qian learned to be good, instead of waiting in the kitchen with a bowl, he first climbed to the seat next to Fu Lijun, stood on the seat, and waited happily for the meal.

Fu Lijun saw his expression looking forward to the food, and thought of a word: cooker.

Fu Shimi served Fu Qian with rice, put in eggs, stirred them, and placed them in front of Fu Qian.

"Father, Fanfan."

Fu Qian said, just put it in his mouth, eat half and drop half.

After hard work, he brought a rice bag, and all fell into the rice bag.

"I'll feed you."

Fu Lijun said.

Fu Qian wanted to stop it.

She wanted to cultivate Fu Qian's independence, but after another thought, Fu Qian had no father since she was a child, and she didn't know what it was like to be fed by a father, so she had no organization.

Fu Qian's mouth was opened wide, and Fu Lijun fed the food into his mouth, watching his little red mouth move very cutely, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

When Fu Shimi saw the rare smile on Fu Lijun's face, his mood became strange.

After dinner, Fu Shimi played with Fu Qian for a while, took him to take a bath, and went to bed to tell him stories.

Her mobile phone rang, she saw Shansi's caller ID, and frowned, "What's the matter?"

"Your daughter wants to talk to you. If you don't want to, forget it. I'll tell her."

Shan Si said.

Fu Shimi's heart skipped a beat, if that child was really her daughter, her rejection now would be a great harm to the child.

"wait a moment."

Fu Shimi put away her phone and said to Fu Qian, "You read the book first, and I'll answer the phone."

"Okay, Mom, let's go."

Fu Qian turned the pages of the book in a dignified manner, looked at the pictures on the book, and told the story to himself.

Fu Shimi went to the bathroom, picked up her phone, "What about her?"

"Baa baa, you, is it me, are you baa baa?"

The little girl said inarticulately.

Fu Shimi felt a strange feeling in his heart.

That little girl should be about the same age as Fu Qian. Under her training, Fu Qian can speak clearly and can speak a lot, but this little girl seems to be unable to speak clearly.

"Want to see mom?"

Fu Shimi asked.

"Think, I'm here, I have no friends."

The words "little girl" and "three words" came out.

"Give the phone to uncle, and I'll say a few words to him."

Fu Shimi said in a deep voice.

"it is good."

"So fast?

What do you want to say to me? "

Shansi said calmly.

"When doing what you said, I have to make sure that she is the daughter of me and Fu Lijun."

"Okay, at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, you go to the supermarket near your home, and my people will take you to the car.

Let's do this first, she should be looking forward to seeing her mother. "

After Shan Si finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

After Fu Shimi coaxed Fu Qian to sleep, she went out, and Zuo Si sat in the living room.

"Zuo Si, let me ask you, do you know a person named Shan Si?

run a private hospital. "

Fu Shimi asked tentatively.