Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  It was already evening when Fu Zhiyan came back. As soon as he entered the door, he found that there were people in the house.

   The pair of baby Fu Muye's terrifying pink slippers were placed at the door. His cold and arrogant eyes were like broken starry sky, with streamers flashing, but they seemed to be deep and vast, deep and frozen.

   Liu Ma heard the door open and walked out of the kitchen. When she saw the expensive man, she didn't dare to take a breath, "Young Master Fu."

   "Yes." Fu Zhiyan changed his shoes, unbuttoned his wrist shirt, rolled up his sleeves, revealing a vigorous and beautiful wrist, and asked casually, "Is there someone at home today? Where's Mu Ye?"

   "The young master brought a guest to play and fell asleep on the sofa when he was tired."

  Fu Zhiyan frowned, walked to the sofa, and as expected, he saw the person sleeping soundly. He picked up the sleeping man expressionlessly and carried him up to the second floor, "I'm eating outside, don't need to call me for a while."

"OK."

  …

  The study room on the second floor is extremely quiet. Apart from the whole wall of books, there is only an oversized desk and a sofa bed for rest.

   Kitten Fu was woken up by the sound of typing on the keyboard. He muttered mummy, rubbed his eyes and woke up. Immediately saw the man sitting at the desk working, yawned, "Daddy, have you seen my mommy?"

After asking   , he regretted it. It was dark outside, so Mommy must have left. What if Daddy asked him who Mommy was?

   The man who worked hard didn't lift his head, said indifferently, "I've told you many times that the frog is not your mommy."

Fu Xiaoyao was relieved, jumped off the bed, walked in front of him, raised his head and blinked, "Little tadpole's mother is a frog, so what kind of person is my mother?" Of course she is the best in the world !

   The man who was flipping through the document paused, his phoenix eyes with a noble temperament shattered for a moment, but in just a moment, he regained his aura that no strangers should be near, "Alive."

  Fu Kitten quit, he endured it, "What about living?"

"people."

   "..." Living people!

   Is there a father who explains to his children what a mother looks like? If he hadn't seen their blood certificate, he would have wondered if he picked it up from the trash can.

   Kitten Fu was not happy, he pouted, but he didn't speak. A thick introduction to biology was thrown into his arms.

  Fu Zhiyan took time out of the document contract and looked at him, "I have nothing to do to read a book and figure out the difference between oviparous animals and mammals."

   "How can you teach biology to a three-year-old child?!" Kitten Fu threw the book on the ground. He doesn't look!

Fu Zhiyan wasn't angry at all, his stunning phoenix eyes were raised at the end of his eyes, indescribably seductive, his thin lips parted lightly, "It's ok if you don't read it, let your grandma bring you some storybooks of Joy and Big Wolf tomorrow. Come."

threat! This is the threat of Chi Guoguo!

  Fu Xiaoyao pouted and picked up the book from the ground unwillingly, "You even bully your own son, it's too bad."

   Deserving a bachelor!

  Fu Zhiyan was indifferent. Seeing him obediently flipping the book aside, he rubbed his temples, "By the way, let Mama Liu take a leave from the kindergarten tomorrow and wait for me at home."

   The little guy who turned the book turned his head sideways, with a clear face, "Uncle asked you to go on a blind date again, right?"

  “…”

   "Who made you remember so many people, the uncle must have been annoyed by the three aunts and six wives who came to the door again, so he kicked you out to pick up the guests." He completely forgot the unhappiness just now, and was extremely proud.

  Fu Zhiyan's face darkened, "Who taught you the word pick up?"

   "No one taught me, it's in "La Traviata", I checked the dictionary, and the reception said that good-looking people go to eat and sleep with others. If you want to accompany others to eat, of course you are picking up guests."

   Raising his hand can make the whole Jing-cheng tremble three times. The man who is said by his son to be the little-sister who picks up the guests is still unable to refute. Fu Zhiyan stretched his temples, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, "Fu Muye, you are not allowed to read those messy books in the future. Also, if I hear you say this word again, I will punish you for writing 800 words. review."

"I……"

   "A thousand words."

  "..." He is going to do the paternity test again!

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   On the other side, the dark night bar.

  The nightlife of the city that never sleeps has just begun, and the bars are already full.

  In the corner of the second floor, the sommelier carefully came over with a few bottles of expensive imported wine and placed them on the table.

  After three years of absence, Yin Jue has matured a lot, compared to Qin Fang's baby face. Although he looks small, his outlines have become more majestic. What doesn't change is that he still has a friendly smile at all times.

   "Rong Lian, how have you been recently?"

   The man opposite lazily played with the zippo lighter in his hand, his peach blossom eyes were brightly colored under the splendid lights, "He's still breathing."

  Yin Jue picked him a glass of wine and handed it to him, and sipped himself, "I'm asking if your angina pectoris is still happening?"

  Three years ago, Quan Ronglian died in a car accident. It was finally rescued, but the problem of angina pectoris remained. Fortunately, after he woke up, he forgot someone. That problem was suppressed with drugs, and it rarely occurred.

   Speaking of amnesia, Yin Jue doesn't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing for the man opposite. But at least from his point of view, it's a good thing.

   Quan Ronglian lit the Marlboro at her fingertips, and the slender cigarette complemented his hand beautifully and looked extra sexy. He exhaled a waft of smoke, rebellious, "It happened once recently."

   Yin Jue frowned and was about to ask him when and under what circumstances. He heard the man on the opposite flick the ash and took his eyes, "Yin Jue, I have been wanting to ask for a long time. Did you forget something important in the car accident three years ago?"

   He paused and added, "Or someone important."

  Yin Jue's heart skipped a beat, barely maintaining his smile, "Why do you say that all of a sudden?"

"Because I found out that I pay special attention to the appearance of women, and pay special attention to their eyes. Whenever I see a specific facial feature, I will have a strange feeling of pleasure in my heart. That kind of pleasure, like a very Like the same. Like Coco, I'm happy when I see her, but at the same time, I'm very unhappy."

   is a very contradictory statement, pleasant and unpleasant at the same time. But Quan Ronglian felt this way. He was happy to see that face, but at the same time he seemed to dislike that face appearing on Rococo's body, as if that appearance should not appear on Rococo's body. I like it, but I can't wait to peel it off for her.

Shouldn't    appear to Rococo, and who should it appear to?