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   She took out her mobile phone and wanted to send a text message to Fu Zhiyan, but felt that every time she took the initiative to answer him, it was too spineless. After hesitating, I exited the dialog box and went to the UC browser.

The   UC browser has a section of the information center, which has a collection of the latest news from various portals. She is lying on the sofa, bending her legs to read entertainment gossip. I never thought that as soon as she got in, she sat up with a bullet.

The first piece of news pushed in    is from Sina, and the capitalized title is particularly eye-catching - the mysterious girlfriend of a business tycoon has surfaced, and the 'national husband' is in love with Bai Fumei.

Although the picture above    couldn't be smaller, she recognized the person inside at a glance - Fu Zhiyan!

  There is another one is... don't wake up!

  Han Xiaoye's mouth hurt like a needle stick, which made her feel breathless for some reason.

   She hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't help it, and clicked on the news on her phone.

   It is written that someone took a picture of Fu Zhiyan and Mo Xingxing entering the jewelry store to choose jewelry, saying that the two were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very good. It was also said that after the two bought the jewelry, they got in the car and left together...

  Han Xiaoye couldn't help but think that when she was using Fu Zhiyan's laptop some time ago, she saw Mo Xingxing's private message time with him on the chat software. The content of the private message was also deleted by Fu Zhiyan at that time.

   Her heart froze.

  I told myself not to doubt Fu Zhiyan. Fu Zhiyan was not the kind of romantic man who knew how to buy jewelry for women. They had been together for so long, and he had only bought himself one anklet, so it was impossible to take Mo Xingxing to buy jewelry. It's definitely not true, there is no frontal photo taken on the news, maybe it's just a man with a similar body shape. After all, for the sake of pageviews, a lot of news is faked to attract people's attention, which is actually not the case at all. She has to believe him, that he is definitely not the kind of man who would cheat...

  Han Xiaoye kept saying this to himself, but his head still thought in that direction reluctantly.

   Thinking of Fu Zhiyan leaving early and returning late for some unknown reason, thinking that he often loses his temper with himself inexplicably during this period, and thinking that he is businesslike when he asks him to buy flowers for himself...

   Could it be that their marriage has really entered the cold period of the seven-year itch?

   She was in a state of turmoil.

   She felt the same, and she felt different.

   At least at the last birthday party, he spent the night with her excitedly.

   But that was the only time he was drunk, and he was usually indifferent to death. Especially recently, I don't know if it was because of being busy or what. They used to be in a cold war, but he had a little reaction later. This time there was really no reaction at all, just like I didn't know their cold war at all...

at the same time.

  Fu Zhiyan went home.

   He had been busy all day, and when he got home, his entire bones were exhausted. As soon as he entered the door, he didn't want to say a word, changed his shoes and prepared to go back to the room to take a shower, and dealt with the follow-up work on the computer.

   "Little uncle, are you back?"

"Yep."

   Cold and light.

  Han Xiaoye was in a cold war with him before, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with his indifference, but she was sensitive now. As soon as he was indifferent, she immediately thought about the news.

   The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, and she was so bored that she took the initiative to stand up and twitched the corners of her mouth to repeat what Qin Fang told her in the afternoon to Fu Zhiyan. While watching his reaction.

   "They're going to get married this weekend? This weekend?"

  Han Xiaoye hesitated to see him frown, "Are you doing anything this weekend?"

  Fu Zhiyan had a headache, "There is a dinner party that can't be left. Why did they suddenly decide to move the wedding to this weekend?"

   "I don't know, maybe it has something to do with Dr. Qin's stepmother coming to Beijing to find Ruirui last week. You have something to do... Then are you going to the wedding?"

  Fu Zhiyan paused, pondered for a moment, "...Maybe it depends on the situation."

   He raised his head and looked into her eyes to reassure her, "You take the kitten first, I'll try my best to come here, if the wedding doesn't catch up, I'll try to be there in the afternoon."

  Han Xiaoye wanted to ask him if there was Mo Xingxing at the dinner party that couldn't leave, but she didn't know why she held back when the words came to her lips. Pulling the corners of his mouth, "Okay. I'll take the kitten there first, anyway, I'll be there early to accompany Rarity."

"Yep."

  Fu Zhiyan was tired all day, took off his coat and went upstairs.

  Han Xiaoye turned off the TV and followed behind him. Looking at his tired back, he couldn't help asking, "Uncle, are you tired?"

  Fu Zhiyan stopped, turned his head, narrowed his bottomless eagle eyes, looked at her seriously, "What happened?"

"what?"

   "Did something happen to you today?" He put it another way.

   The little hooligans have been having trouble with him in recent days, he knows. It's just that he has been really busy these days. Xiao Han laid a huge game for the YG Group when he was not prepared, and he is only now slowly finding it out. Many companies are involved, and the network of relationships is very complicated. It is almost impossible for YG and him to solve this game. But he has found a temporary solution, which still needs the help of the Construction Bureau. But the old fox didn't let go, he had to go a few more times, please don't wake up and thread the thread in the middle and ask someone out. This weekend, the old fox relented and agreed, he had to go. Could it be that the hooligan was angry because he might not be able to go to the wedding of Su Rui and Qin Fang?

   "Okay, I will try my best to rush over on weekends, but I do have a very important dinner in hand that I must attend, can you understand?"

   "I'm not because of..."

"Yep?"

  Han Xiaoye reluctantly gave up, "I understand." He was already very tired. Those were all speculations by himself. As a good wife, he shouldn't quarrel with his husband who worked hard all day to earn money to support his family because of a gossip. She wants to learn to be a good wife, so she doesn't make a fuss.

   "Crash la la la..."

  Fu Zhiyan went into the bathroom to take a shower.

  Han Xiaoye adjusted his mood and decided to make him a cup of honey water, so that he would not drink coffee after he came out, which would be bad for his health.

   "Honey honey honey..."

   She rummaged through boxes and cabinets for a long time, but couldn't find any honey.

   "By the way, my uncle likes to put the frequently used things on the desk. I'll look for them."

   Sure enough.

   She found honey in the cabinet, and was about to take it to soak it in water happily. Suddenly, her eyes stopped in the trash can beside the desk.

   As soon as she put the honey down, she squatted down, and picked out a wrapping paper bag from the trash can, a storm surged in her heart.

  TGGHAHHA JEWELRY.

   Her hands seemed to be hot, and she slammed her pocket into the trash can.