Your Miss Su is blackened

Su Wan's thoughts were interrupted by the sudden ringing of the cell phone in the bedroom.

It's Fu Moxing's phone number.

It had nothing to do with her, so the woman didn't care, walked to the dressing table and started skin care before going to bed.

On the balcony, the man answered the phone: "Ling'er, what's the matter?"

Su Ling'er's voice was as gentle as ever: "Brother Mo Xing, tomorrow is my audition day, do you remember?"

"Ah."

"That's good, I thought you forgot."

At some point, Fu Moxing ran out of patience with Su Ling'er.

At this moment, his attitude was indifferent: "You rest early, and the audition will go smoothly when you are in good shape."

On the other hand, Su Ling'er was still sensible: "My audition time is scheduled for the afternoon, but Brother Mo Xing is right, you will be in good condition after resting, then I'm going to bed, good night."

Fu Moxing said "um" and hung up the phone.

Feeling irritable for no reason, he lit another cigarette.

The man smoked half a cigarette, then turned around on the balcony as if he suddenly remembered something, happened to catch a glimpse of Su Wan who was sitting in front of the dressing table in the bedroom, smearing, and his attention was attracted to her.

Fu Moxing's gaze stayed on her for a long time without moving.

until--

The cigarette between the man's fingers burned his hand, and he regained his senses.

He extinguished his cigarette and went into the bedroom.

Su Guan had already walked to the bed, and was about to throw off the quilt to go to bed, when someone grabbed her wrist from behind suddenly, the woman turned around, and met Fu Moxing's gaze: "What's wrong?"

"Is it time for your second prenatal checkup?"

"Yes, I plan to go to the hospital for an obstetric examination after returning from a business trip."

The man stared at her apricot eyes, frowned and asked, "Is the child more important than work?!"

He was hinting to her that he hoped that she would cancel this trip to Jiangcheng.

But Su Wan felt baffled.

She withdrew her hand from the man's palm: "It's all important. I can provide my children with sufficient material security only if I earn money from work."

Fu Moxing looked at her with meaningful eyes.

Women are weird.

But she didn't look at him for too long, and while she lifted the quilt to go to bed, she said casually: "Why are you so strange recently, talk about something and ask some strange questions, it's inexplicable."

He was a little irritable, reached out and unbuttoned two shirts, looked at her and asked, "What time is the plane tomorrow?"

"Nine o'clock."

"Go to sleep."

After leaving these three words, Fu Moxing turned and went into the bathroom.

Su Wan didn't think about it any more. After setting the alarm clock, she fell asleep comfortably. I don't know if it was because of the extra work of packing today, she fell asleep very quickly.

When the man came out of the bathroom, the bedroom was very quiet.

He went to the balcony again, lit a cigarette again, and at the same time, took out his mobile phone and dialed Lin Zhan's number: "Book me a flight ticket to Jiangcheng between 09:30 and [-] o'clock tomorrow."

"Boss Fu, I'm afraid we can't make an order at this time."

"Then find a way. In short, you must book a plane ticket for me."

Since ancient times, the common problem of CEOs is that they must do what they want to do, regardless of whether the actual conditions allow it or not.

Lin Zhan could only answer: "Yes, Mr. Fu."

……

the next day.

As soon as Su Guan left the No. [-] mansion, Lin Zhan's call reached Fu Moxing's cell phone.

He picked it up: "What time is the plane?"

"Five o'clock in the afternoon." After speaking, Lin Zhan added: "Boss Fu, I really tried my best."

But in return, a man asked back: "Why can't it be five o'clock tomorrow?!"