One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

Touching her stomach one by one, Jian Changqing looked at everything outside the window, trying to calm herself down, but for some reason, she still felt a little dull, as if something was about to happen.

Her due date is coming soon, so in recent days she has handed over almost all the things to Zheng Jie and the others, and she treats it as a vacation for herself, to be lazy.

"Little Pudding, you are going to meet your mother soon, don't you feel very happy? Mom is looking forward to meeting you very much." Chasing away the ominous premonition in her heart, Jian Changqing concentrated on her stomach This little guy in the house talks.

As her belly is getting bigger and bigger, sitting and standing for a long time has become a kind of torture, so she will walk around whenever she is free, on the one hand to relax her mood, on the other hand because the senior once said More exercise will help her give birth.

As if in response to what she said, the little guy moved slightly in Jian Changqing's stomach. Jian Changqing snorted immediately, his brows were slightly frowned, but the corners of his mouth curled into a happy smile.

"Little Pudding also really wants to see his mother, right? Hehe, you must always be healthy and healthy. Mom has only you as a family member. From now on, the two of us will depend on each other. But don't worry, my mother will never let you suffer. Bit by bit of grievance."

Jian Changqing got a response, like a child who got candy, chatting non-stop, as if she had no intention of stopping, but Little Pudding didn't respond to her, which made her feel a little frustrated.

Just when she was a little tired and wanted to drink saliva, the phone rang suddenly, one after another, as if to convey the other party's urgency, it was obviously a mechanical voice, but Jian Changqing seemed to be able to feel the sound coming from the person. The nervousness was normal, and he answered the phone with a trot.

"Mr. Jian, Mr. Fu seems to be very anxious to see you." As soon as he answered the call, he heard Zheng Jie's anxious voice, followed by the sound of tables and chairs colliding.

"Changqing, are you free now? I want to chat with you." When hearing Fu Jincheng's voice, Jian Changqing was still a little bit overwhelmed, and was slightly taken aback before saying, "Yes, Uncle Fu."

She could hear that the anxiety in Fu Jincheng's tone didn't seem to be fake. Although the two of them hadn't had real contact a few times, she also knew that Fu Jincheng had always been a person with his own opinions. He was labeled in Jian Changqing's heart, but it is such a man, and now he is in a panic.

Jian Changqing's pretty face suddenly became condensed, and she asked the driver to take her out.

As soon as she stepped into the private room that Fu Jincheng said, someone grabbed Jian Changqing's shoulder.

"Changqing, have you seen your mother?" Fu Jincheng's gaffe made Zheng Jie in the private room startled, and rushed to separate the two of them.

"Uncle Fu, please calm down. Let's sit down and talk about something." Although he didn't know what happened, Jian Changqing had always had a keen sense, and he fixed his eyes on Fu Jincheng who was clearly flustered in front of him.

"I met her today, but she's not here now. I won't bear the burden of what I haven't done, and of course I won't deny what I've done."