Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   "I heard that where you eat to make up for it, you usually use your brain, so just eat more pig brain." She said, she picked up a white pig brain from the hot pot and put it in Fu Zhiyan's bowl.

  This stuff is delicious to those who eat it, and disgusting to those who don't know how to eat it.

   She can be sure with her toes that Fu Zhiyan is definitely the latter.

   Sure enough, even though he rarely showed his emotions, Han Xiaoye still noticed and frowned. It was just a click, but she was still caught. She was very enthusiastic, "Little uncle, do you want to sprinkle more chili, I heard that sprinkle some chili on the brain flower, it will taste better."

   "Don't have to..."

   Before Fu Zhiyan finished speaking, Han Xiaoye had already called out, "Boss, have some chili noodles."

   The proprietress came over with a plate full of chili noodles, and said with a smile, "I don't see that your boyfriend can really eat spicy food."

Boy friend!

  Han Xiaoye's heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, and just as he was about to refute, he heard the calm and calm voice of the man, "I'm her little uncle."

  Boom!

  Rao has done countless psychological constructions for a long time, and a little uncle is still like the tip of a needle, inserted into Han Xiaoye's chest.

   She suddenly lost her appetite and no desire to anger him.

   She didn't know how after a meal was finished, and when she returned to the villa, she was still immersed in that little uncle.

   "I'm back in my room." Weak, like an eggplant that has been beaten by frost.

  Fu Zhiyan's lips were a little pale, and he watched the sick girl go upstairs before pressing down on his stomach with one hand, a layer of cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

   He took out the medicine box from the cabinet, swallowed two pills, suppressed the surging pain, and followed him back to the room. After taking a bath, the pain in the stomach not only did not weaken, but it became more and more severe. Fu Zhiyan resisted, holding on to the stomachache, and answered Andy's phone.

   "How is the land in the east of the city?"

Andy knew that he would ask this question, and he was already prepared, "Because President Fu didn't go to the seminar in the afternoon, the land was photographed by Feng Qi. However, Feng Qi's President Lin seems to intend to continue to cooperate with YG Group. President , shall we..."

   Before he could finish his words, Fu Zhiyan interrupted him, "Next time someone from Fengqi will come to test and refuse. YG Group will not cooperate with any company on two projects at the same time, this is the principle."

   "Yes, Mr. Fu." Andy knew what he knew, and continued, "By the way, Mr. Fu, Bureau Mo called the company this afternoon and asked you to take time to have a meal with her. Look..."

   "Next week you are looking to arrange a time."

   There was a colicky pain in his stomach, Fu Zhiyan frowned, and the knuckles of the fingers holding the phone turned white.

  andy has been with him for a long time, and he is someone who knows him well. After reporting the work, he hesitantly asked, "Mr. Fu, are you not feeling well?"

   After asking, he regretted it, and quickly explained, "I just heard your voice seemed a little hoarse, so... I'm sorry. President Fu, if there is nothing else, I will hang up first."

"Yep."

  Fu Zhiyan put down his phone, opened his laptop, and started the work he didn't finish today.

  …

the other side.

  Han Xiaoye never fell asleep in the next room.

   She tossed and turned for a while, but she still felt that she couldn't figure it out. Putting on his slippers, he knocked on Fu Zhiyan's door a few times.

   Soon the door opened.

   In order to hide her anxiety, she stalked her neck and said aggressively, "I'm here to apply the medicine, and you said that you want to help me apply the medicine."

   Damn it!

   So embarrassing for Mao!

   is coming for Mao!

Han Xiaoye really had the urge to slap himself awake, but everyone was already here, and he knocked on other people's doors stupidly, and even used a stupid excuse not to be stupid anymore. ... So why does she have to be so embarrassed in front of him every time?

   In the TV series, the sunny and airy person in the novel let go, and after turning around, she turned into a gorgeous beauty, all kinds of men who didn't abandon the man she liked at the beginning. Let him regret it badly, hold his feet and cry bitterly, begging to turn back?

  Why did everything change when he came to her?

   After waiting for a long time for an answer, Han Xiaoye felt like there were ants crawling on his mouth, which was painful and embarrassing. She bit her lip and was about to try to save her face when the words stuck in her throat, her eyes widened in horror, "Little uncle, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly?"

   "I'm fine." Fu Zhiyan suppressed another round of sharp pain and reassured her in a hoarse voice, "Come in, I'll help you apply the medicine."

Han Xiaoye was about to cry, but he finally couldn't control the emotions he had accumulated over the past few days, and broke out, "It's okay, do you call it okay? It's all okay, what does it mean? Is it okay to die? Okay, you die. When I die, I happen to bring kittens and spend your money to raise a group of little white faces. Blonde, dark hair and yellow skin, collect one of each type. Go to the cemetery every year and burn a few for you Brand-name green hat..."

   said so, but her eyes were crimson and crimson, "No one cares about me, no one scolds me, no one bothers me hard, I will definitely be happy every day!"

   As if to emphasize how happy she would be, she bared her teeth and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

  Fu Zhiyan was swept up in her qi blood, and his eyes were full of furious mountains and rain. He could not wait to block her red and bright little mouth, beat her ass, and make her full of guns and nonsense. But seeing the red eyes of the little woman, Tian Da's anger dissipated unconsciously. He remembered Qin Fang's words again, and his brows, which had been relieved a lot, frowned again. He stretched out his hand to hold the position of his stomach, and said in a hoarse voice, "Really so happy?"

Han Xiaoye noticed even the slight changes in his usual expression, how could he not notice the small movements on his hands, his face turned pale, and he couldn't hold back his tears, "I'm so happy! You know I like it. You, I can't leave you. You are deliberately tossing me! It's alright, now you know that I'm shameless. You scold me for training me, don't let me listen to the lectures, and deliberately ask me to get up to answer questions and humiliate me, I I want to be by your side, are you satisfied?"

  Fu Zhiyan's eagle eyes dimmed when she blurted out the words Laozi. At the same time, annoyance and regret flashed, but it was too fast, and Han Xiaoye was so excited that he didn't see it at all.

She sniffed and wiped her eyes rudely, "Don't be too happy, anyway, you already know how thick-skinned I am now. You want to be my uncle, right? Okay, you should be. Anyway , let me tell the truth, you want to be a little uncle, if you want to cheat and find a stepmother for the kitten, I will... just pull your radish out in the middle of the night and make it into a pickled radish!"