Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

She gave him a cool look.

Her hint, how smart he is, how can he not see it.

Compared with Lei Tingyuan, he is indeed too unstable.

After all, he is only 26 this year, and Lei Tingyuan is already 35. If he can be more stable and calm, he will not lose his child.

The chef came for dinner today.

One Australian lobster, one swimming crab, one sea fish caught by Fu Yuhuang, one vegetable salad, two pigeon blanching, one cowboy bone, and a large portion of fried rice.

The atmosphere became strangely stiff.

Mu Qianqian lowered her head and ate the pigeon soup, but no one said a word.

Fu Yuhuang pulled out the meat from the big lobster, dipped it in the sauce, and put it on the plate in front of her.

Mu Qianqian ate unceremoniously.

Seeing that she liked it, he peeled a large lobster, dipped it in sauce, and put it on the plate in front of her.

Mu Qianqian frowned and looked at Fu Yuhuang, and said suspiciously, "Lei Tingyuan said, for a woman of my appearance and stature, I can catch a lot of people on the street. For you, I am not a pleasant person. Really curious, why are you doing this to me now? Don't tell me, you really fell in love with me, I don't believe it, I still have this self-knowledge."

"Lei Tingyuan is right, you grab a lot on the street, but I have two eyes and one nose, and tens of billions of people in the world are like this. I know you, I like it, and I owe it. It's nothing strange to fall in love with, and you don't need to belittle yourself. Without me, you still have Yu Xinzhi, Yang Ziyu, and Fu Qikai by your side. Your market is better than mine." Fu Yuhuang said, the more he said, the more he felt jealous again.

Without Mu Qianqian, he was surrounded by Niya, who was scheming, and Xue Ziqi, who only looked at his conditions.

She was good, he could see that Yu Xinzhi, Qi Kai, and Yang Ziyu all really liked her.

"That's right, thinking about it this way, I should stay away from you." Mu Qianqian rudely struck.

A crack appeared in Fu Yuhuang's eyes, which did not hide the pain. He lowered his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said coldly, "Don't even think about it."

"Heh." Mu Qian smiled lightly, "What do I think, can you stop it?"

Fu Yuhuang pursed his lips tightly, stopped talking, got up, and walked outside.

Mu Qianqian looked at the pool of lobster shells in front of his table. He hadn't eaten anything. He lowered his eyes and felt a strange sourness in his heart.

One minute later, Fu Yuhuang sat back in front of her.

According to his previous temper, he would definitely leave with a swirl of his sleeves, and he would not pay attention to Mu Qianqian for several days.

However, he promised her to change.

Indeed, no matter what she thought, he couldn't stop her, and he didn't have the ability to stop her thoughts. If she didn't even have her own thoughts, she wouldn't stay by his side.

He was angry that she wanted to leave, but what was the use of being angry.

Sitting in front of her, he picked out the fish and put it on her plate.

Mu Qianqian looked at him with a gloomy expression, as if it was terrifying before the storm was approaching.

"No, I'm full." Mu Qianqian said.

He didn't pick meat for her anymore, he ate by himself, took a few bites at random, and looked at her as if to say something.

She waited for him to speak.

After all, he didn't speak any more, and took a few bites indiscriminately, "Let's go, I'll take you back."