Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

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A person who refuses to let his wife take a few days off, how can he be willing to beat him to death?

However, this kind of thing is for adults, and they don't need others to decide for themselves.

Blindfolded:

"Fu Jiyan, don't make fun of me, I know my own physical condition very well."

A week is the limit.

After all, I have only been lying down for less than a day today, and I feel uncomfortable all over my body.

As far as I know, many women don't rest at all, at most they were observed in the hospital for a few hours.

"no!"

It can be seen that Master Fu is very persistent.

It's a rare time to refute his wife.

Su Zhixiao stared at him a few times, didn't bother to say any more, and continued to flip through the book.

The man standing by the bed saw that his wife really ignored him, so he sat down cheekily and snatched the book from his hand:

"Wife, can I just listen to your man once?"

"Why do you still listen if it's unreasonable?"

"Is it unreasonable there?"

"What do you think? According to the terms of the treaty stipulated by the national law, except for major operations, the general sick leave is only 3 days!"

How can this be compared?

The man wanted to say something, but his wife said again:

"Fu Jiyan, you can go out now."

"Where are you going?"

"Wherever you fall in love with."

Having said that, I actually didn't want to disturb the man by frequently waking up in the middle of the night.

As far as the current situation is concerned, I have to go to the bathroom every two or three hours.

It's also quite inconvenient.

The man understands it, but 100% will not agree.

"I'll sleep on the sofa tonight, okay?"

He wouldn't leave the room anyway.

Forehead.

Everyone gave in on their own initiative, so of course Su Zhixiao couldn't make any more demands.

"what ever."

After that, the couple read books and processed documents.

Until, when it was almost ten o'clock, someone's phone rang, and the woman reading a book on the bed had already fallen asleep, and the book fell beside the pillow.

The man answers the phone:

"Wait me a moment."

After saying that, he stood up and walked to the bed, picked up the book and threw it to the side, and carefully pulled the quilt for the woman.

After everything was done, I went back to the sofa and picked up the phone:

"Hello?"

The phone never hung up, and the man stepped out of the room in a few steps.

"Ayan!"

"What's up?"

"There are already rumors on the Internet that you are playing big names."

Playing big names?

The man frowned:

"Do not care."

On the other side of the phone, Manager Zhou had already guessed what the reaction and answer would be. Obviously, it was expected.

"I know you won't care about this, what I want to talk to you is another matter!"

"explain!"

What the hell is the ink blot?

"Pei Qi wants to come to our company, and the conditions offered are pretty good."

"Pei Qi? Which Pei Qi?"

"Just the one who won the best supporting actor at the Golden Bird Festival last year."

"he?"

I have a bit of an impression, it seems that they have cooperated once or twice, but if they are familiar, they must not be familiar with each other.

"Tell me about his conditions."

At this moment, Master Fu has completely different faces than usual at home, full of the air of a profit-seeking businessman.

Zhou Huan said all the conditions proposed by Pei Qi, big and small, useful and useless.

Someone just caught one point:

"He only wants 30%? Are you sure?"

Although Pei Qi is not a professional actor, but in the past ten years since his debut, he has done well. He can be regarded as a fourth- and fifth-tier artist, but his popularity and traffic are close to that of second-tier artists.