Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   She only drank two cups of coffee, and there was a lot of stock in her stomach. As soon as these cakes entered her stomach, her stomach swelled up.

  Han Xiaoye was about to vomit from the feeling of fullness rolling in his stomach, but in order to fight for a breath, she held back.

   Just as she was about to reach for the mousse in the middle, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"enough."

Han Xiaoye raised his head, not afraid of the provocation of death, "Isn't there a few left? I'll fix it right away. If Mr. Fu is in a hurry, he can go first. Don't worry, I won't be fooled. !"

   "I've said enough." Fu Zhiyan gathered the five fingers that were grasping her wrist.

  Han Xiaoye's wrist was tingling, she slammed the mousse in her hand, rebellious, "Fu Zhiyan, why do you say that I will eat it, and I will stop if you say enough?"

   "Just because I'm your little uncle."

  Oh, little uncle...

  Han Xiaoye didn't know where the anger came from, so he leaned forward and bit his affectionate and unsympathetic thin lips.

   The girl's lips had the sweetness of mousse remaining, and from his angle, he could just see the blush on the white and flawless cheeks.

   Fu Zhiyan's Adam's apple rolled.

  Han Xiaoye has quickly backed away, his big eyes are astonishingly bright, "So, are you still my uncle?"

   Damn it, what to do, don't jump so fast!

   She tried her best to restrain her pounding heart and looked at the man's eyes. She didn't even understand what she meant by her actions just now.

   Simply sparring with this man, or...?

   She didn't dare to go deeper.

   A pair of clear big eyes, staring at the person opposite for a moment.

  Finally, Fu Zhiyan took the lead to look away and didn't start, "Okay, go home when you're done messing around."

   What kind of answer is this?

   "I'm not going back." Han Xiaoye's heart was filled with anger, and there was an inexplicable loss. She picked up the bag on the chair and stood up. stubbornly said.

  Fu Zhiyan frowned, holding her hand tighter, "Where are you going?"

   "Shopping, watching movies!"

   "Fuck!"

  Han Xiaoye endured it for a long time, and she finally broke out after being reprimanded for nonsense again. She threw off Fu Zhiyan and took her hand.

   "I'm just a nonsense. Anyway, whatever I do, you think it's a nonsense! If you don't like it, you can kill me! I'm just virtuous, and I can't change it."

  Fu Zhiyan's brows were about to wrinkle into a Sichuan character, Han Xiaoye picked up his bag, "If you don't hit me, I'll leave."

   After only two steps, the angry girl suddenly squatted on the ground with a face full of pain.

   "Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you?" The waiter was frightened to death by her pale face.

"fine."

  Han Xiaoye clutched his stomach and tried to stand up. But her stomach turned upside down, and the pain was as if someone was tearing her stomach.

  Yah, do you want to put a burden on her at such a critical moment?

   If we don't steam the buns, we have to fight.

  Han Xiaoye didn't even have the strength to speak, cold sweat poured down in pain, and his vision became blurred...

   Suddenly.

   There was a light on her.

   In the blink of an eye, the person was already in his arms.

   In her blurry eyes, she saw that the man who had always been cold and stubborn changed his face for the first time, "Han Xiaoye, talk! What's wrong?"

   "Miss, sir, we..."

   The waiter has not finished speaking.

"roll!"

  Fu Zhiyan was furious!

   The temperature in the whole cafe dropped to freezing point.

"Well."

  Han Xiaoye clutched her stomach, sweating coldly, her lower lip had been bitten so hard that it turned white.

   "Fu Zhiyan, I...I feel uncomfortable."

   "I'll take you to the hospital."

   "Fu Zhiyan, do you think I will die?" Han Xiaoye's mind was in a trance with pain, it was so painful, she had never experienced such pain.

   She was a little scared all of a sudden, and grabbed the man's clothes subconsciously.

   "No." The cold and stern man was full of anger and said with certainty, "With me here, you will be fine."

   She is Han Xiaoye... It's Han Xiaoye... It's Han Xiaoye who he has been looking for for a long time, and he has found it again, he will never allow her to have any trouble!

  Fu Zhiyan hugged the person in his arms and rushed out quickly. The driver outside the door had been waiting for a long time. It was the first time he saw his CEO lose control so much that he even forgot to open the car door.

  Fu Zhiyan didn't care about him at all, he turned on the co-pilot and put the girl in his arms carefully. Then go around to the driving position by yourself, "Get out of the way."

   "Mr. Fu, what's wrong, miss?"

"Step aside!"

   The driver was almost scared to urinate, and even rolled and crawled out of the seat belt to give way.

  Fu Zhiyan got into the car and closed the door. Seat belts are not fastened, step on the accelerator and go all the way!

  …

   Five minutes later, Bentley stopped at the hospital door with a harsh screeching sound.

  Fu Zhiyan picked up the girl who was about to faint, and rushed into the hospital with a cold face.

   "Doctor, call me the best doctor!"

   "President Fu?!" The sharp-eyed nurse recognized him and hurriedly called someone, "Quick, quick, call the doctor, and prepare to push the bed."

   There was a riot, Han Xiaoye lay on the push bed. The nurse hoisted her glucose and took the person to the emergency room.

   When Qin Fang got the news and rushed over, he saw Taishan collapsed in front of his friend who did not change color with a cigarette between his fingertips, leaning dejectedly against the wall outside the emergency room.

   In a place of 300 meters around him, no one dared to approach.

   Qin Fang stopped, clenched his fists, and slowly let go. He adjusted his mood and walked over, "Stop talking, I haven't seen you smoking for a long time."

  Fu Zhiyan flicked the Marlboro between his fingers with an elegant gesture.

   Qin Fang grabbed his shoulders and leaned in front of him with a baby face smiling, "Why, are you worried about your little niece? Well, it should be fine, my dad will see the doctor in person, what are you afraid of?"

   "You don't understand." As long as she was still inside, he could never feel at ease.

  Fu Zhiyan removed his arm with a heavy expression on his face.

"How do you know that I don't understand? We grew up wearing the same pants. I don't know what's wrong with you." Qin Fang rolled his eyes, climbed onto his shoulders again, snatched the cigarette from his hand and threw it away slowly. Tun Tun raised his eyebrows, "I know what little niece means to you."

"you do not know."

  Fu Zhiyan took out a cigarette from his coat again and lit one. The white Marlboro was as extravagant and gorgeous as the name, and the dense smoke filled his phoenix eyes. He closed his eyes tiredly and leaned against the wall. Said the same thing a second time.

   "Qin Fang, you don't understand."

  No one would understand that Han Xiaoye was never just a little niece for him. Even Han Xiaoye himself would not understand.

   Qin Fang threw the cigarette **** on the ground, crushed it, and pouted, "I already told you, I know, why don't you believe me? She's the child-in-law you talked about before, right?"