Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

"You've been walking for so long, aren't you tired?"

"Not tired." Wen Qian's weight was not enough for him.

In the vineyard, Wen Qian jumped off Fu Yicheng's back and waved, and the maid brought water up with winking eyes.

Pass it in front of Fu Yicheng: "Drink water."

"En." The maid finally had the opportunity to see Fu Yicheng up close, and couldn't help but blush. It was the first time she saw such a handsome man in the manor for so many years, but unfortunately, she already had an owner.

He glanced secretly at Wen Qian several times, he must be very happy to be pampered by such a man.

After the two of them drank the water and saw that the maid hadn't left, Wen Qian realized something was wrong, and she stretched out her palm and shook it lightly in front of her: "What are you looking at?"

The maid came back to her senses: "I'm sorry, I was distracted."

Staring at Fu Yicheng and being distracted, why not take her too seriously?Wen Qian looked at Fu Yicheng, her eyes said to let him handle it.

"You've been fired." Fu Yicheng didn't have any extra words, and after finishing speaking, he continued to hold Wen Qian's hand and walked forward.

The maid was taken down before she even had time to say begging for mercy.

I don't know if it's Wen Qian's luck that she saw Little Putao after walking two rows.

It's still a small string, there are seven or eight, small and exquisite, very cute.

Wen Qian couldn't wait to taste one, and almost died of sourness: "Hmm... so sour."

Fu Yicheng looked at Wen Qian, whose sour facial features were all wrinkled together, with a funny face, and rubbed her hair: "It's out of season, of course it's sour."

While Fu Yicheng was talking, Wen Qian suddenly stuffed a grape into his mouth, wanting to be sour.

Fu Yicheng ate it without changing his face, and felt that it was not so sour. Wen Qian didn't believe in evil, and looked at the remaining few grapes curiously: "Is yours not sour?"

Fu Yicheng directly asked Wen Qian to taste the taste, and sealed it with a kiss, the sour taste lingered on his lips, Wen Qian struggled sourly to push Fu Yicheng away.

In the end, of course, Fu Yicheng took advantage of him.

The wind was very strong in the vineyard, Wen Qian was so kissed that she couldn't stand still, she fell into Fu Yicheng's arms, and punched him a few times angrily, and the staff behind her all turned their backs at some point.

Vincy did not dare to eat the remaining grapes, and would go to the manor to prepare lunch.

The staff brought old wine from two years ago, hoping to impress the two hosts.

However, Fu Yicheng didn't look at him with the appreciation he imagined: "Remove the red wine and replace it with fruit juice."

Wen Qian couldn't help laughing, Fu Yicheng didn't give her a drink, and the people in the manor didn't know that not everyone could bear Fu Yicheng's cold eyes.

"I'm hurt, it's not your fault, get some juice."

Fu Yicheng nodded, very satisfied with Wen Qian's self-consciousness: "I will have someone send the wine back to China, and I will drink with you when you are well."

For drinking, he must be present.

Wen Qian nodded obediently: "I listen to you."

The one-day trip to the manor soon passed, and Wen Qian spent most of her sleep in the car, she was honored to have a stiff neck, and when she returned to the villa, it was Fu Yicheng who carried her upstairs.

"Hey, am I incompatible with the manor?" I have never seen a stiff neck in a long-distance bus before.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll get you some medicine." Recently, Fu Yicheng has practiced a lot of medicines for Wen Qian. He skillfully poured a hand of medicinal oil and slowly massaged Wen Qian's neck. .

"Yi Cheng, do you only have this manor?"

"No." He has been eyeing such a lucrative business for a long time. This one is just relatively close to the villa, and it was recently acquired. He said he was taking Wenxi to play, but he was actually inspecting it.

Beating the people below doesn't mean you can do whatever you want just by changing another employer.

"Then how many do you have?"

"I can't remember, I'll ask my assistant to sort out a document for you later." Wen Qian was interested in his assets, and Fu Yicheng couldn't ask for more. In the past, Wen Qian always thought that Chengye was the only source of money for him, so even if there was His secondary card also rarely spends money indiscriminately. Now his hands and feet are a little looser, but it is still not enough.

"No, no, I just asked casually." Wen Qian slandered, no wonder Fu Yicheng was not afraid at all when he saw the grand scene from the capital, no wonder Fu Jinan had nothing to do with him, and begged Fu Yicheng to return Fu Shi.

Now Vincent understands everything.

Fu Yicheng covered Wen Qian's shining eyes: "Don't speculate, father only knows that I am the CEO of Chengye."

"How do you know what I'm thinking?" Wen Qian realized that she had slipped her mouth after she said it, and she quickly covered her mouth. This movement of her neck hurt again, but it didn't seem to hurt as much as before, and she laughed.

Fu Yicheng had no choice but to say, "I can tell what you're thinking when you roll your eyes." Without this ability, he is not worthy of being a qualified husband.

"Okay, do you think my parents will watch my game?"

"do not know."

Fu Jinan and Ning Wenru, who were being talked about by Wen Qian, were making full preparations to watch Wen Qian's game. Although they couldn't go to the scene, the game was broadcast live. Ning Wenru himself liked Wen Qian's voice, how could it be possible? Missed opportunity to support daughter-in-law.

Fu Jinan was not as repulsive as before, and followed Ning Wenru to prepare.

"I don't know if our son is by Sissy's side. At this time, we need the closest people to be by our side."

"Fu Yicheng is the referee of this international exchange meeting, so he must be here." Fu Jinan did more homework than Ning Wenru.

"I can't see that you care about your son so much." She stayed with Fu Jinan every day and didn't know when he checked this behind her back?
"Where do I care about him? I care about Qianqian." Fu Jinan stubbornly looked away, afraid that Ning Wenru would find out that he was guilty.

Wen Qian enjoyed Fu Yicheng's massage and fell asleep unconsciously.

As the day of the opening ceremony of the International Exchange Conference draws closer, more and more celebrities are flocking to this bustling city.

When Gu Weiyi and Tu Meiling arrived at the airport, they were blocked by the media and couldn't get out of the airport for a while.

Gu Weiyi held the luggage in one hand and protected Tu Meiling with the other. If Tu Meiling hadn't said to keep a low profile and he didn't bring bodyguards, they wouldn't be in such a mess now.

In the end, it was Fu Yicheng's bodyguards who came to pick them up before they got out of the media circle.

Sitting in the car, Tu Meiling panted heavily: "The fighting power of the foreign media is no worse than that of domestic media."

She is not a big star, how come she looks like a mad dog who has been hungry for a few days, seeing bones.

"The media is divided into domestic and foreign?" Gu Weiyi said angrily while checking whether Tu Meiling was hurt.

"That's right, let's go directly to Qianqian after we put our luggage away." We haven't seen each other for a few days, and she already misses Wenqian a little.

"I'm afraid that Yi Cheng won't welcome us." It's not easy for the young couple to have time alone, so why are he and Tu Meiling joining in the fun?
Tu Meiling could hear Gu Weiyi's implication, and thumped his chest: "Is it because you are afraid that Fu Yicheng will dislike us or do you not want to go?"