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Chapter 941 Kicking the Face of the Future Boss 47
"Me?" Yu Wanwan said, "It would be hard for me to accept it. After all, the children who have been raised for so many years have feelings."

"But you can't ignore your own children, can you?"

In the evening, after Jiang Cheng came back, Fu Tingchen fed her with his own hands, and then told her stories to coax her to sleep. In the middle of the night, he sneaked into Jiang Cheng's room from his own room.

After tucking his daughter in the quilt, he sat on the edge of the bed and watched her eyes gradually become moist.

He didn't know what to do, Zicheng was not his daughter, but Mu Yuhan was his child.

His heart hurts, like a small animal trapped in a cage, no matter how hard he bites, he can't escape this cold cage.

Under the night light, he was crying so loudly that he was afraid of disturbing his daughter.

Jiang Cheng actually woke up a long time ago. She knew that Fu Tingchen was the last person to accept this fact, because he was a man who loved his daughter as much as his life.

She thought that she would be as indifferent as a spectator, but she didn't expect that when it really happened, her heart would also feel depressed and uncomfortable with Fu Tingchen's emotions.

When Yu Wanwan woke up in the middle of the night, there was no one around, so she sat up abruptly.

She put on her shoes to look for Fu Tingchen, and saw that the door of her daughter's room was open. She walked in, only to see Fu Tingchen sitting by the bed in the dark, weeping.

Yu Wanwan pulled Fu Tingchen out, closed the bedroom door, and then asked, "What's wrong with you, husband?"

Fu Tingchen grabbed a tissue to wipe his tears, his eyes dodged, "No, it's nothing."

It is enough for him to suffer alone, how can he have the heart to have one more person?

Yu Wanwan hugged him tightly, "Honey, are you bankrupt?

Fu Tingchen was amused by her, "I hope it's bankruptcy."

"It's over, it's over, it's actually more serious than bankruptcy, what is it, husband?" Yu Wanwan asked.

Fu Tingchen shook his head, "It's okay, it's really okay."

"You're not cheating, are you?" Yu Wanwan suddenly asked seriously.

Fu Tingchen shook his head, and said with a heavy nasal voice: "How could I cheat? Okay, okay, stop thinking about it, go to sleep!"

After he finished speaking, he pulled the quilt to cover his head, and refused to come out again.

Yu Wanwan lay down and couldn't fall asleep, and her mind began to recall the events of the past few days over and over again.

She thought of the way Fu Tingchen was crying out of breath in Jiang Cheng's room just now, and she vaguely understood.

It's just that she didn't dare to think deeply, because the answer was hard for her to accept.

The more she didn't want to, the more details that she had neglected in the past two days jumped into her mind.

She sat up suddenly, and pulled off Fu Tingchen's quilt, "Fu Tingchen, tell me, Zicheng, Zicheng, is she sick, is she sick?"

She thought that Jiang Cheng had some kind of disease, which was why her husband was so sad.

"Fu Tingchen, what happened to my Zicheng? Tell me!"

"No, Zicheng is not sick." Fu Tingchen said dully.

"What is that?!" Yu Wanwan almost yelled, "Zicheng is my daughter, and I have the right to know everything about her!"

"Keep your voice down, don't let Zicheng hear it." Fu Tingchen said in a low voice.

Yu Wanwan lowered her voice, "Okay, Fu Tingchen, don't you say yes? Then let's divorce? I don't want anything, I want Zicheng!"

Fu Tingchen was frightened by her words, he hugged Yu Wanwan, "Don't be angry!"

"It's not an angry word!" Yu Wanwan said, "If you don't tell me, then it's not an angry word."

(End of this chapter)