After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

About throwing Fu Yu out, Qi Yunqian still called Fu Yanhe and talked about it.

Fu Yanhe's voice was light: "I have severed ties with the Fu family. Don't tell me about Fu Yu in the future."

Qi Yunqian sat down on the chair decadently, raised his hand and rubbed his slightly aching temple, and smiled wryly: "This is the last time."

He lowered his eyes, looked at the only one-inch photo of Song Shiwei's student days in his hand, and asked, "Fu Yanhe, you won't take care of the Fu family's affairs, will you?"

Fu Yanhe hummed indifferently, and continued to pick up vegetables for Shen Yanhe: "After the relationship is severed, the affairs of the Fu family have nothing to do with me."

"If you want to deal with the Fu family, feel free."

Shen Yanhe, who was burying her head in her meal, raised her ears and looked at Fu Yanhe quietly.

Fu Yanhe glanced at her, and slightly tapped the corners of her eyes with his cold fingertips: "Eat."

Shen Yanhe blinked, let out a low voice, lowered her head and continued to eat, but her movements slowed down a lot.

Qi Yunqian on the other end of the phone took a deep breath: "Your words are enough."

Fu Yanhe hummed indifferently, chatted briefly with Qi Yunqian, and then cut off the phone.

Shen Yanhe blinked her eyes, held her job bowl and approached him and asked, "Who is going to deal with the Fu family?"

Fu Yanhe glanced at her.

The girl's round and clear cat eyes were full of curiosity, and her rosy lips were oily, like a cat that was eating was attracted by new things.

Lively and fresh.

He stretched out his hand and wiped off the rice sticking to the corner of her mouth, with a calm voice: "Qi Yunqian."

Shen Yanhe frowned slightly.

Qi Yunqian?

Didn't he have a close relationship with Fu Yu before?

How come this time when Mrs. Fu was killed, instead of helping him, he wanted to deal with Mrs. Fu?

"Eat first, and after the meal, I'll talk to you." Fu Yanhe put another chopstick dish into her bowl, and said softly.

Shen Yanhe: "..."

She raised her hand to block the bowl: "Enough is enough, I can't eat any more."

Feng Jiao, who silently ate two bowls of rice, drank a bowl of soup, touched her slightly protruding stomach, and burped: "Hi, I'm full, you two talk slowly."

Fengjiao stood up: "Yanyan, I'll go out for a while, and leave the door open for me at night."

If she didn't leave, she would eat dog food until she was full.

Shen Yanhe gave an ok gesture.

After eating, Shen Yanhe couldn't wait to pull Fu Yanhe to sit on the sofa.

Fu Yanhe didn't play tricks on her either, and simply told about Qi Yunqian throwing Fu Yu out.

Shen Yanhe sneered, and sarcastically said: "These two, dog eat dog."

Wasn't it pretty loving before?

Now it's finally falling out?

Fu Yanhe couldn't deny this, he had no interest in the entanglement between Qi Yunqian and Fu Yu, he grabbed Shen Yanhe's hand, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly.

"Do you want me to book a flight ticket to Jingcheng for you?"

The warm breath fell on the back of the hand, causing bursts of numbness, which made Shen Yanhe shrink back his hand, but he held it tighter: "No, I can do it myself, it may be two days earlier Go, go see old friends first."

Not only to meet old friends, but also to give the immortal organization a chance to attack.

Fu Yanhe sighed: "That means, I won't see you for another two weeks."

Fy Group's core projects are being transferred from abroad to China, and he has to stay in Haicheng and watch them all the time, making no mistakes.

Furthermore, Bafang told him the day before yesterday that Dr. YM had already been found.

He happened to be able to kidnap Dr. YM and surprise her when Yan Yan was going to attend the medical association.

Shen Yanhe raised her brows slightly, and there was a bright smile between her eyebrows and eyes: "It's been half a month, why are you afraid of two weeks?"

Fu Yanhe's eyes darkened slightly, and his voice was low: "I have to make up for that banquet."

Hearing the word compensation, I remembered the torture I had suffered before.

This guy is not a human being after he has a meal!

Shen Yanhe's body trembled, she quickly took her hand out of his hand, and got up to leave: "Ah, I suddenly remembered that I still have some information to write, if you are sleepy, go to bed first, I will come later."

As soon as she stood up, a pair of big iron-like hands emerged from her slender waist, tightly hugging her waist, and dragging her into his arms.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Yanhe carried her on his shoulders, and carried her upstairs.

Shen Yanhe moved his legs and struggled, and thumped him on the shoulder lightly and blushingly: "You put me down! I just had enough to eat!"

Fu Yanhe patted her butt: "Don't move, be careful not to fall."

His voice was light, with a slight smile: "I just had a full meal, and I just happened to exercise."

After being hit on the butt, Shen Yanhe blushed with shame, gritted her teeth, and beat Fu Yanhe again angrily: "Fu Yanhe, you beast! Let me go!"

Fu Yanhe carried her steadily and opened the door.

Throwing Shen Yanhe onto the bed, the soft mattress made her body bounce up again.

Fu Yanhe closed the door, and quickly came forward. The warm breath first fell on his cheeks, and gradually spread to his chest, legs...

Facing the extremely ferocious Fu Yanhe who had just started eating meat, Shen Yanhe couldn't stand it at all, and his body was hit by waves of itchy touches.

"Yanyan, look at me." The possessiveness and aggression in Fu Yanhe's eyes could not be concealed at all.

Shen Yanhe struggled to regain his senses from the waves, his slightly absent-minded pupils gradually focused, and met his gaze: "Huh?"

"I love you." Fu Yanhe's heart throbbed, he leaned over and kissed her softly on the face, but the hand pinching her waist exerted a bit of strength.

Shen Yanhe snorted, and was pulled into the waves by him again, ups and downs, not knowing what night it is.

At this moment, the mobile phone that was casually placed on the bedside suddenly rang.

Fu Yanhe's slightly wet big hand grabbed the ankle of Shen Yanhe who wanted to escape, and dragged her under him, and the fingers of the other hand casually swiped on the screen.

Without even looking at the caller, he hung up the phone.

The extremely aggressive eyes are staring at Shen Yanhe, the voice is low and hoarse, with a deceptive magnetism: "Where do you want to go to Yanyan?"

Shen Yanhe's legs were sore and weak, and she couldn't help but move back: "Enough, enough."

"Not enough." Fu Yanhe slowly dragged her back under him, holding her soft waist with one hand: "It's not enough."

Shen Yanhe's tender body trembled, and she let out a soft whimper.

The phone rang again.

Being interrupted one after another while doing this kind of thing would make any man angry.

Fu Yanhe frowned, and a look of hostility flashed in his eyes. He answered the phone with a low and dangerous tone: "You better have something important."

Sensing the danger, the doorman on the other side of the phone trembled and stammered, "Mr. Fu, a lady named Fu Yu came to see you. She said she was your sister..."

Fu Yanhe's face was full of impatience, and his tone was fierce: "Let her go!"