High-priced cook: Good morning, Mrs. Fu

Su Tian looked at Fu Mingyuan pretending to be calm, afraid that the two little ghosts would not be strict with their mouths, and Fu Mingyuan would know that the child belonged to him.

She tried to threaten, "Fu Mingyuan, I can stay, but you have to let me see the children first...and then let me send them to Song Zexi."

She knew how cruel Fu Mingyuan's methods were. If Fu Mingyuan used his methods on Su Ming and Su Xin, Su Tian couldn't imagine the consequences.

Song Zexi has been with the child for a long time, Su Tian is the most at ease to put Su Xin and Su Ming with him.

Fu Mingyuan didn't agree right away, he looked at Su Tian's firm eyes, and his chest felt extremely tight.

Su Tian is so good, she really trusts Song Zexi.

He frowned, stared at Su Tian condescendingly, and nodded after a long time.

Su Tian breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Fu Mingyuan agrees, everything will be easy afterwards.The head grew on her head, Fu Mingyuan could control her body, but he couldn't control her thoughts.

As long as she still has the idea of ​​running away, Fu Mingyuan can't control her.

Su Ming and Su Xin were quickly brought over by the assistant. The two children were extremely active and did not show any signs of timidity.

Seeing the two healthy people, Su Tian let go of her hanging heart.

She pursed her lips, stretched out her hand and pulled Su Ming and Su Xin to her side.

"Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Su Ming shook his head solemnly, "No, this uncle is very polite."

Not only didn't do anything to them, but also gave them a lot of delicious food.

Su Xin hugged Su Tian's neck with a smile and didn't answer, but she couldn't hide her happy smile.

She rubbed her head against Su Tian's neck, and shouted in a little milk voice: "Xinxin misses her mother..."

Fu Mingyuan's dark complexion softened a little when he saw Su Xin acting like a baby.

Su Ming and Su Xin look the most alike to Su Xin and Su Tian.

Su Tian stretched out her hand and patted Su Xin's back comfortingly, thinking that she would not see the two little guys later, she felt sad for a while.

She tried her best to calm down her mood, and told Su Ming: "Ming, later on, mother will send you and Xinxin to Song Zexi's house. You have to take good care of your sister, and try not to cause trouble to Song Zexi."

As if aware of the separation from Su Tian, ​​Su Xin pouted suddenly aggrieved, staring at Su Tian with big black eyes.

She hugged Su Tian's neck tightly, whimpering like a little pet about to be abandoned.

Su Ming, who was always sensible and obedient, also shook his head, but this time he firmly stood in the united front with Su Xin.

"Mom, we want to be with you. We won't make trouble. If Xinxin doesn't see you, she will cry. If she cries, I can't help it." Su Ming spread his hands helplessly.

As if to verify his words, Su Xin really cried out.

Under Su Tian's comfort for a while, the living room returned to calm.

In the end, Su Tian couldn't hold back the two children, so she could only agree to let them stay.

Fu Mingyuan, who saw the whole process in his eyes, raised his eyebrows quite interestingly.

Su Xin said she was crying, but in fact she didn't even shed a tear, she was a good showman.

Su Tian originally thought that there might be some friction between Fu Mingyuan and the two little ghosts, but after a noon observation, she found that she was just thinking too much.

Fu Mingyuan is even better at taking care of children than she is.

They just gave Su Ming a Rubik's Cube, carried Su Xin and rode a big horse, almost successfully captured the hearts of the two children.

That's right, Fu Mingyuan, who was always so serious, would allow Su Xin to sit on his shoulder.

When Su Tian saw this scene, her heart almost stopped suddenly, although Fu Mingyuan didn't see anything unusual except his face was slightly gloomy.

"Xinxin, don't be naughty, come down quickly." Su Tian walked up to Fu Mingyuan and reached out to Su Xin on his shoulder.

Fu Mingyuan paused for a moment because of her actions, and his brows and eyes softened a bit as he thought of something.

Carefully helped Su Xin off his shoulders, and handed it to Su Tian's arms.

It was almost evening when Su Tian raised her head and rubbed her sore neck.

The two little ghosts are still full of energy, but they have calmed down.

The two of them sat facing each other building blocks, peeking at Fu Mingyuan who was on the phone to deal with things from time to time, and whispered.

Su Tian got up and patted Su Xin on the head, "Be good, mom will cook first."

As she said that, she entered the kitchen in a familiar way, and after a while, there was the sound of firing.

When Su Xin peeked at Fu Mingyuan for the fourth time, the man finally hung up the phone and walked over.

With one knee on the ground, he took out the building blocks that Su Ming had misplaced, and replaced them with other shapes.

Fu Mingyuan said casually: "Your father didn't teach you common sense? Building blocks can't be built like this."

Su Ming and Su Xin looked at each other and fell silent.

They didn't have a father, and of course no one taught them.

Su Ming was the first to come out of his disappointment. He grabbed the building blocks from Fu Mingyuan's hand and said in a muffled voice, "He's dead, so he can't climb out of the coffin to teach us, right?"

Su Xin lowered her head and played with the doll next to her, very quiet.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Fu Mingyuan half-closed his eagle eyes, looking at the two little ghosts.

Isn't Song Zexi their father?

He straightened his suit trousers and sat down on the floor. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Su Tian who was still busy in the kitchen, and Fu Mingyuan lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

"You don't need to sympathize with us, our mother is fine." Su Ming thought that Fu Mingyuan was sympathizing with them, and there was some air.

It's just a child who doesn't know how to control his emotions.

Fu Mingyuan looked at Su Ming's eyebrows, "Isn't Song Zexi your father?"

The latter was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and did not speak again.

From his reaction, Fu Mingyuan already knew the answer, and his chest became inexplicably hot.

Fu Mingyuan got up suddenly and walked to the study, and called his assistant.

After dinner was ready, Su Tian realized that there was something wrong with the people at the table.

She deliberately put Su Xin's favorite things into Su Xin's bowl, but the child didn't respond at all, even forgot to say "thank you mom".

Frowning, Su Tian subconsciously looked at Fu Mingyuan.

What did this man do?
The latter looked at the bowls and chopsticks in front of him in a daze, and stopped picking up things at the moment the phone rang in his pocket.

He wiped his hands with a tissue, "Eat slowly."

After Fu Mingyuan disappeared from sight, Su Tian reached out and touched Su Ming's small head.

"A Ming, tell mom, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's just that you may be tired from playing, don't worry, mom."

Su Ming shook his head obediently, took the initiative to wash the dishes after eating, and then took Su Xin to bed.

The same behavior as usual, but Su Tian always feels very strange.

Upstairs, Fu Mingyuan had already read the documents sent by his assistant, and his hands rested on the table in a daze.

Su Ming and Su Xin were born at the beginning of the second year after Su Tian left, and Song Zexi was not their father...

Fu Mingyuan narrowed his eyes coldly, and suddenly understood why Su Ming said their father was dead.

Su Tian cleaned up the mess in the restaurant and went back to the guest room. Before she could close the door, Fu Mingyuan appeared in her sight.

She wanted to close the door in a panic, but the more anxious she was, the more she couldn't lock it.

"The lock of the guest room is broken." Fu Mingyuan said lightly.

He leaned against the door, looking at Su Tian lightly.

The guest room doors of the entire villa are broken.

That's right, the reason he made people break it was to prevent Su Tian from getting angry, just like today.

Su Tian took a deep breath to suppress the panic in her heart, ignored Fu Mingyuan, and turned to clean the bed.

She could feel Fu Mingyuan's scorching gaze, the fear that stripped her to nothing, and made Su Tian tremble slightly as she straightened the quilt.

"Su Ming and Su Xin...are they my children?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Su Tian turned her head to look at Fu Mingyuan, pursed her lips pretending to be calm, and a guilty conscience appeared on her face uncontrollably.　
What did Fu Mingyuan discover?His troubles started in the evening, did Su Ming and Su Xin say anything to him?

Su Tian's mind became numb, and she explained in a numb manner: "Who told you that they belonged to your children? You really know how to joke..."

What she didn't know was that the more she denied it, the more Fu Mingyuan became convinced that Su Ming and Su Xin were his children.

Fu Mingyuan didn't have these fearless disputes with Su Tian again, because it was impossible for Su Tian to admit it.

After all, in Su Tian's mouth, he was a "dead" person.

When the room became quiet, Su Tian staggered and took a step back, not knowing how to describe her mood.

She was very afraid that Fu Mingyuan would snatch Su Ming and Su Xin away. How would she survive without those two brats...

Su Tian didn't close her eyes for almost the whole night, and her complexion was particularly bad when she washed the next day.

She thought this was already bad news for her, and when Fu Mingyuan's assistant handed her the child's transfer certificate, the whole world completely collapsed.

How could Fu Mingyuan do this... The child belongs to her, what right does Fu Mingyuan have to transfer the child without saying a word?

Su Ming led Su Xin down the stairs, saw Su Tian who was frozen downstairs, and stepped forward for no reason.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Su Tian quickly wiped away the moisture from the corners of her eyes, shook her head at the two of them, and put the transfer certificate into her pocket.

Fu Mingyuan happened to be off work. Seeing Su Tian who was in a bad mood, he frowned and pursed his lips helplessly.

He tried to appease Su Tian, ​​"I won't fight with you."

Su Ming didn't understand what Fu Mingyuan said, so he blinked his eyes in confusion.

Su Xin didn't notice the strange atmosphere at all, she tugged on Su Tian's pants coquettishly, "Mom, hug~"

Hearing the movement, Su Tian bent over, but Fu Mingyuan hugged Su Xin in his arms before her.

"Good boy, mom is tired, let mom go to rest first." Fu Mingyuan said coldly.

Su Xin was not frightened by his serious tone, instead she put her arms around Fu Mingyuan's neck and yawned gracefully.

Seeing this, Su Ming squeezed his fingers, inexplicably ready to move.

Although Song Zexi was their godfather in name, Song Zexi always gave them a strange feeling that they couldn't get close.

Before Su Tian recovered, Su Ming had already been hugged by Fu Mingyuan.

Fu Mingyuan walked around a few times holding a child in one hand, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, which made the two children extremely happy.

Such a scene made Su Tian inexplicably relieved, after a whole night of torment, she finally relaxed.

She looked at the cheerful Su Ming and Su Xin, the corners of her mouth were pursed, and a corner of her chest had collapsed.