Pretending to be beautiful and committing crimes: The president's cold and charming wife

After finishing speaking, several people were suddenly stunned. In fact, their work has not been reported yet, and now they just say so directly to flatter Mrs. Fu, will the president...

There were a few cold sweats on his head, and he hardly dared to look into Fu Zichen's eyes.

Of course, Fu Zichen knew what other people were afraid of, but it wasn't their fault today.When Mrs. Fu was here, they had no way to continue working, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go here first, you go back first."

After hearing this, several department managers were relieved, and after agreeing, they all scrambled to leave.

Seeing that several of his subordinates had left, Fu Zichen walked up to Mrs. Fu and helped her sit down in the reception area: "Would you like something to drink?"

"No," Mrs. Fu waved her hand, she didn't come here for a drink.Before she came, she had already thought about what to say, but when she saw her son, she suddenly didn't know how to start it.

Could it just be that she found out that he had a son?Or should he say that Sumanyu is married first to make him give up?
Mrs. Fu felt that the two news were similarly surprising, so she was embarrassed and didn't know which news was better to speak first.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" How could Fu Zichen fail to see Mrs. Fu's hesitation?
"I," Mrs. Fu thought, he would know sooner or later, so why not tell the bad news first, and then the good news, which can be considered a comfort.So she cleared her throat, "I saw Suman language."

Hearing Su Manyu's name, Fu Zichen paused when he sat down. Although it was a very subtle movement, Mrs. Fu could see it clearly.

Suman language, no matter when you hear these three words, it will have a non-negligible influence on Fu Zichen.

"is it?"

Fu Zichen's reaction was beyond Mrs. Fu's expectations, she thought he would be very excited.She didn't expect him to be so calm, it shouldn't be.

Despite her misgivings, Mrs. Fu continued, "Do you know she's married?"

Fu Zichen knew the news of Su Manyu's marriage a long time ago, but he didn't expect that even if he knew it already, he would still feel a sharp pain in his heart when he heard someone say it again.

The woman he fell in love with already belonged to another man and no longer had any relationship with him.

I don't know where Madam Fu got the news, but Fu Zichen knew that she had good intentions and it was for his own sake, so he nodded reluctantly: "I know."

Not only did he know, but he also saw their family of three, and even heard her complaints about her current husband, all of which were very sweet.

"Did you know?" Mrs. Fu was surprised that her son already knew about it, but when she thought about his reaction, she felt right.If I didn't know it in advance, how could I be so calm.

Does he know the good news he is going to say next?

"Sumanyu has a child, do you know?" Mrs. Fu asked tentatively.

Thinking of the cute little boy he saw that day, how could he not know?He saw the child, who looked very similar to Suman, especially those eyes, which were very beautiful.

Nodding his head, the pain in his heart made Fu Zichen speechless. At the same time, he also began to wonder, what exactly is Mrs. Fu here for?Why do you always say these things that hurt his heart?

When Mrs. Fu saw Fu Zichen nodding, she was a little discouraged. She thought she was the first to know, but unexpectedly...

Then she suddenly thought, since he already knew, why didn't he tell her earlier?

Thinking of Fu Zichen's plan to hide himself, Mrs. Fu was a little unhappy: "Why didn't you tell me about your son? You don't know how much I wish you had a child so that I could have a grandson. I have to criticize this You, you really are..."

Mrs. Fu was still complaining, but she didn't notice Fu Zichen's shock when she started to speak.What?What did she mean he hadn't told her about his son?What grandson?whose child?her grandson?Fu Zichen wondered if he heard it wrong.

"Mom, what kind of child are you talking about? What grandson? Whose son?" Fu Zichen could hardly believe his ears. Whose grandson did she say Yang Yang was?

Maybe that child, that child was really his?But didn't it mean that this child belonged to Xu Yichen?How could it belong to him?
"What are you talking about? Who's grandson and son?" Mrs. Fu was confused by Fu Zichen.Didn't he already know?Why do you say this?

Fu Zichen couldn't help pressing Mrs. Fu's shoulder, and continued to ask, "Mom, tell me clearly, whose child and whose grandson are you talking about?"

Mrs. Fu was still a little puzzled: "Isn't it you and Sumanyu's child? Isn't your son my grandson?"

Don't you understand?Mrs. Fu felt that what she said should be quite clear.

The hope that was shattered by Su Manyu was rekindled at this moment, and Fu Zichen felt his heart was about to jump out.

"Mom, the child you spoke in Suman just now is mine?" Fu Zichen still couldn't believe it, and carefully confirmed it.

Seeing Fu Zichen's attitude, Mrs. Fu insisted that Yi Yangyang was her grandson at first, but now she is not sure.

Seeing Fu Zichen confirming with herself over and over again, Mrs. Fu couldn't help but wonder if she was really wrong.The way her son is now confirms that there is no such thing between him and Suman, so there will be no children?So this child looks so much like Fu Zichen, is it really just a coincidence?
"So it's not yours." Madam Fu was suddenly depressed.

"It's not mine?" Fu Zichen didn't know why he suddenly said that the child wasn't his. Did she check it out?
Seeing Fu Zichen's brows wrinkled again, Mrs. Fu was also very curious, "Is it your child?"

Mrs. Fu's words really made Fu Zichen feel like he was on a roller coaster, going up and down for a while.Fu Zichen took a deep breath, calmed down, and tried to sort out Mrs. Fu's words: "Mom, why do you say that the Suman language child is mine?"

Did Suman say anything to her?

Madam Fu frowned upon hearing this.This also asks why?Doesn't he know how much the kid looks like him?
"Well, have you met? Don't you think that Yangyang looks a bit like you?" Mrs. Fu asked, afraid that Fu Zichen would not know who Yangyang was, and planned to explain: "Yangyang is the Suman language..."

"I know, but he looks a lot like me, really?" Fu Zichen was a little skeptical.

When he saw Yang Yang, he really felt inexplicably kind. He liked him very much, but he didn't care about his appearance. Does he really look like him?