Ma'am, don't be greedy, Mr. Fu brings hundreds of billions and children to marry

Sheng Yiruo quit Weibo and looked at Fu Zhaochen eagerly.

Fu Zhaochen felt that Sheng Yiruo didn't look good, so he was concerned, "Wife, what's wrong with you?"

Sheng Yiruo turned her head and glanced out the window. She took a few deep breaths and asked Fu Zhaochen, "After the media besieged you last time, have you cooperated with any media companies or self-media?"

"Yes, there is cooperation."

Fu Zhaochen chuckled, "My Yiruo is getting better and better, and I think about it together. I think I must have a media account to promote myself. Otherwise, I will always be beaten passively, and I will be at a loss."

Sheng Yiruo clenched his hands and asked, "Have you found a partner?"

Fu Zhaochen didn't know why, "I found it, and my ability and strength are acceptable. I asked the public relations department to handle it!"

Sheng Yiruo took a sip of water from the cup on the side. She looked at the water in the cup without looking at Fu Zhaochen and asked, "Is the boss of the partner a man or a woman?"

Fu Zhaochen, "..."

He paused again and again. He didn't expect Sheng Yiruo to ask this?

Fu Zhaochen pressed his eyebrows and explained patiently, "Yiruo, I have admitted my mistake in what happened before. Now I keep one meter away from the opposite sex. Don't you still trust me?"

He smiled bitterly, "How about you come back, look at me, and look at me without leaving your side. Do you think I'm the kind of man who does things behind his wife's back?"

Sheng Yiruo sneered at the one-meter distance in the complicated world of mortals.

One meter away?

If it was really one meter away, why did he send that Ji Fu home on a rainy day?

Whether Fu Zhaochen was driving or sitting in the back, for Ji Fu who was sitting in the passenger seat, the distance between them was not even one meter, right?

Fu Zhaochen caught Sheng Yiruo's expression and frowned, "What's your expression?"

"What expression should I have? What expression should I have?"

Sheng Yiruo's face completely fell, "You haven't answered me yet whether the collaborator is a man or a woman?"

Seeing that Sheng Yiruo was really angry, Fu Zhaochen felt a little flustered. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Male, a man in his 50s."

Sheng Yiruo was stunned for a while, then nodded, "Well, it's good. You guys have a good time cooperating."

After speaking, she hung up the video.

Fu Zhaochen was completely annoyed by Sheng Yiruo's actions. He laughed angrily and then stood up, "What's wrong? What's wrong with me? Now I'm not happy even if I say I'm not happy, and I'm just throwing away my face?"

He paced back and forth in the bedroom with his hands in his trousers pockets.

Fu Zhaochen took the mobile phone and sent a video to Sheng Yiruo. Sheng Yiruo didn't answer the call. She didn't answer the call either.

It happened that Butler Lin came over with Xuanxuan in his arms. As soon as he opened the door, Fu Zhaochen threw the phone over, hitting Butler Lin's feet. "Who let you in? Get out!"

Butler Lin protected Fu Mingxuan and left. Fu Mingxuan was so frightened that he burst into tears.

Only then did Fu Zhaochen see clearly that it was Butler Lin and Fu Mingxuan.

He breathed a long sigh of relief to calm down his anger. He went over to take Xuanxuan and coaxed her carefully, "Xuanxuan, dad is wrong. Dad doesn't know it's our lovely Xuanxuan."

Gradually, Fu Mingxuan stopped crying.

Butler Lin picked up her cell phone and put it on the bed. She saw that the call record on it was that the call "Kiss my wife" was not connected. The moment she got up, the screen saver of her cell phone went out.

She lowered her eyes and waited for Fu Zhaochen to speak.

Fu Zhaochen hugged Fu Mingxuan and coaxed him carefully. After a while, he said, "Let Xuanxuan sleep with my parents tonight. I have to go out for something."

Butler Lin walked over and took Fu Mingxuan, "Okay, Master."

After that, she returned to the main building.

Fu Zhaochen turned around and glanced at the mobile phone on the bed. He walked over and picked up the mobile phone, and then drove out.

In the dead of night, the sound of Fu Zhaochen's sports car seemed very abrupt.

Nan Yi was sitting in front of the dressing table checking the dowry for Fu Siyu. She turned around and asked Fu Chen who was standing at the floor-to-ceiling window, "Who is out? Why did I hear the roar of the sports car starting up?"

Fu Chen closed the curtains and looked away, "Who else could it be? Your unsatisfactory son!"

Nan Yi frowned, "If you don't have a long memory, why don't you learn a lesson from what happened last time? Why is he going out in the middle of the night without sleeping?"

Fu Chen took the cell phone and was about to call Fu Zhaochen, when he saw Butler Lin knocking on the door and coming in. She lowered her eyebrows and said, "Sir, madam, the young master said that the young master will sleep with you tonight."

Fu Mingxuan was sucking a green pacifier in his mouth. He was wearing a milky-white and gray-striped jumpsuit. He was as cute as a white glutinous rice dumpling.

When Fu Chen saw such a lovely grandson, his anger surged, "Where did Fu Zhaochen die again?"

Nan Yi stood up and came over to hug Fu Mingxuan, patting his little butt to comfort him.

Butler Lin murmured for a moment before speaking, "I felt that the young master and the young madam were quarreling again. When I entered the door, the young master threw the phone over. Of course, he thought he was a servant and didn't know that I was carrying the young master there."

Nan Yi frowned after hearing this, "Are you scared to tears?"

Butler Lin nodded, and then explained, "Then the young master held Xuanxuan and coaxed him for a long time. After he was coaxed, he gave the child to me, and asked my husband and wife to tell the young master to sleep with you at night."

Fu Chen's face turned dark when he heard this, and he said angrily, "You bitch, he has no other skills, but he is very good at keeping his wife angry. I'm already abroad, and he hasn't developed a memory yet."

Nan Yi didn't bother to say good things to his son. Instead, he said, "Let him do it. He will regret it if he breaks up his little family. If I had known he was so uncertain, I shouldn't have let him get married so early." He doesn’t look like a man at all.”

Nan Yi coaxed the child and looked at the lovely grandson, "The two of them gave birth to this child for us, right? How many days will they take care of it themselves?"

Fu Chen picked up the phone and called Fu Zhaochen.

Fu Zhaochen was racing on a deserted road and didn't want to pick up the car at all.

Fu Chen hung up the phone, "You dare not answer my call anymore."

At around one o'clock in the morning, Fu Zhaochen parked his car by the river. He got out of the car and smoked while blowing the river breeze.

He reflected on his conversation with Sheng Yiruo, and murmured to himself, "What kind of life am I living?"

Fu Zhaochen looked gloomy and was lost in thought as he watched the river water lapping against the stone wall.

"Mr. Fu, is that you?"

An outdoor light came on.

Fu Zhaochen stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, "Turn off the light, who are you?"

The woman smiled quickly and said, "Tsk, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

After saying that, she put the light aside.

Fu Zhaochen also used the light to see clearly that the person coming was Ji Fu.

"Miss Ji, why are you here?"

Ji Fu asked with a smile, "I was just about to ask you something too? Why are you here if you are not resting at home?"

Fu Zhaochen tensed his jaw and said nothing.

Ji Fu curled her lips. Even if Fu Zhaochen didn't say anything, she could guess that Fu Zhaochen and Sheng Yiruo had a quarrel.

Because she saw in her browsing history that Sheng Yiruo browsed her Weibo.

Those two new Weibo posts she posted are very lethal.

Ji Fu's Weibo was posted near Fu Zhaochen's home, and the sending location was deliberately closed. She waited and waited near Fu Zhaochen's home. Needless to say, it was really fruitful. Fu Zhaochen drove out for a drive, and she had the opportunity to catch up.

Ji Fu smiled shyly, "I came here to take pictures of the sunrise for copywriting."

She looked at the camera hanging around her neck, "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for giving me such an expensive camera. The pixels are very high. I like it very much."

Fu Zhaochen glanced at the camera on her chest and said, "Secretary Li bought it. You go and thank him."

Ji Fu pursed her lips, "Mr. Fu, do you hate me? Why do you speak so coldly?"