Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   The next day.

   She was still asleep when she was shaken awake.

   "Han Xiaoye."

   The person who was sleeping soundly waved his hand and impatiently chased away the noisy voice, "Don't be noisy, let me sleep for a while."

   "Han Xiaoye."

  "..." She rolled over, resolutely refusing to open her eyes.

  Fu Zhiyan squinted at the girl with his back to him, and lifted her quilt straight away!

  The air in Saipan in the morning was still cold from last night, Han Xiaoye shivered instantly, "Damn! Nerve..."

   The dirty words blurted out and stopped abruptly!

   She frowned and looked accusingly at the cold man beside the bed, "Little uncle, how did you get in?" She only slept for four hours! Four hours! sleepy!

  Fu Zhiyan: "You didn't lock the door."

Han Xiaoye yawned and let out a tired sound, and reached out to pull the quilt in his hand, "It's only eight o'clock, I'll sleep for a while. Uncle, if you can't sleep, go to work first, and wait until you're done. , I'm almost awake. Let's go out to play, I also want to visit the night market in Saipan, and buy gifts for Aunt Feng and grandmother... By the way, remember to buy Ruirui's..." She said more and more. Small, getting weaker and weaker, and the eyelids began to close.

  Fu Zhiyan rubbed his temples, leaned over and picked up the person on the bed, walked to the sink, turned on the cold water, scooped some and poured it on her face!

   "Hey!" Han Xiaoye took a deep breath and woke up instantly. She widened her eyes angrily, and her eyes were full of sleepy bloodshots, "Fu Zhiyan, what are you doing!"

  Anyone who was thrown off the quilt and poured cold water in the early morning would not be happy. Even if that person was Fu Zhiyan, Han Xiaoye couldn't help being a little angry. She didn't call her little uncle anymore when she got angry, she just called her by her first name.

   Her face was cold and numb, and she couldn't stand the chills.

  Fu Zhiyan put her down, took the bathrobe and put it on her, without showing his anger, "The company is in a hurry, we have to go back to Ruicheng."

   "Today?" Han Xiaoye woke up completely.

   She didn't want to go back yet, she finally got to be with him. Haven't had a few good dates yet, and he's just been a little nicer to her. After going back, it would definitely not be as convenient as in Saipan, let alone dating, it would be difficult for her to get close to him.

  Fu Zhiyan turned on the hot water tap and gave a positive answer, "It's best as soon as possible."

   He wringed out the handkerchief and handed it to the unhappy girl, "Wash your face, and then go to bed later on the plane."

  …

   Half an hour later, Han Xiaoye fell asleep on the plane back home.

   It's not that she has no conscience and doesn't cherish the time alone, it's just that she is too sleepy. I only slept for four hours without saying a word, and was dragged up and tossed again early in the morning. By the time she finished the check-in process, she was already tired.

   She slept from getting on the plane to getting off the plane, waiting in the car on the way home, still yawning.

   The noble man who kept his eyes on the computer suddenly turned his head to look at her, "I put the special gift in the trunk, remember to take it out if you want to give it to someone."

  Han Xiaoye was taken aback, "Specialty? When did you buy it?",

   "Didn't you say you wanted to give it away? I had someone buy some temporarily." Fu Zhiyan lowered his eyes and continued to tap on the notebook, as if casually.

  Han Xiaoye, regardless of his indifference, threw himself on him, "Little uncle, I love you to death!"

  Fu's driver couldn't help looking through the rearview mirror.

Fu Zhiyan frowned slightly, and there was no denying that his heart beat a little at that moment, but he held back, "What nonsense. If you don't sit back, you can't sit or stand all day long, what does it look like? ?"

  Han Xiaoye stuck out his tongue and sat back. His mood was not affected by his criticism at all, and he was extremely happy.

   "Muffled."

   she muttered softly.

  The car was already quiet. Although her voice was small, the people in the car could still hear her clearly.

  The driver couldn't help shaking his hand, and the S-shaped car twisted.

   Fu Zhiyan gave her a warning look.

  Han Xiaoye didn't realize that he had done anything wrong, but he looked back at him with a grin with innocent big eyes. Those eyes are simply blatant red Guoguo!

  Fu Zhiyan was sullen for a while.

   I deeply regret that I agreed to her impulsively at that time.

   With her bright eyes, unless she is blind, anyone can see that something is wrong.

  Fu Zhiyan ignored her and turned his head to look out the window.

  The car quickly arrived at the Fu family's old house. The driver got out of the car first and opened the door for the two of them. Outside, Feng Yaqin supported Mrs. Fu and stood outside looking out. When she saw the two of them coming out, Mrs. Fu walked over and took Han Xiaoye's hands, looking left and right.

   "My Ono got tanned and lost some weight."

   Mrs. Fu felt distressed, as if Han Xiaoye went out to suffer.

   "Look at this little face, it's sharp."

   "No, grandmother, I ate two bowls of dry rice in one meal, and my stomach was full. If you don't believe me, ask my uncle."

  Han Xiaoye smiled and shyly rubbed his stomach, letting the two adults touch like a child.

   Mrs. Fu looked at Fu Zhiyan for proof, "Xiaoyan, is that so?"

  Fu Zhiyan glanced at the girl with a smile on his face and gave a gracious look. Then he said to Feng Yaqin, "Mom, the company has something to do. I'll go first. There may be entertainment in the evening, so I don't need to prepare my dinner."

   "Understood, you can go." Feng Yaqin waved her hand, not missing her son at all. Rubbing someone's belly with Mrs. Fu.

  Fu Zhiyan took a deep look at the ecstatic person, pursed his thin lips, and finally turned around and got back into the car. The car drove away in a hurry, leaving behind several suitcases.

   "Aunt Li, move everything in." Feng Yaqin turned around with a smile, "Grandma, let's go in too."

"Okay."

   Mrs. Fu took Han Xiaoye's hand and walked inside.

  Han Xiaoye danced and told the two about Saipan's experiences and interesting things. Although Feng Yaqin and Mrs. Fu have both been to Saipan many times, what she said is particularly immersive, especially when she talked about the part where the foreign tour guide took her to Saipan with a combination of Chinese and English, which made the two of them laugh. laughing out loud.

   Mrs. Fu was old after all, so she went back to her room to sleep shortly after dinner.

   Aunt Li neatly cleaned up the tableware.

  Han Xiaoye forked an apple, and the bite was crispy. Feng Yaqin glanced at her and suddenly hooked her hand mysteriously.

   "Aunt Feng?"

  Feng Yaqin lowered her voice and leaned close to her, "Xiaoye, you went out with your little uncle this time, did you find out... eh?" That hum, which was repeated over and over again, was very meaningful.

  Han Xiaoye blinked without turning around.

  Feng Yaqin knocked on her little head and decided to make it clear, "It's Miss Gu, do he and Miss Gu have any signs?"