Returning with cubs, ex-husband begged for reunion

From a long distance, Sheng Nanzhi spoke leisurely, with a questioning tone, "Grandpa asked you to take custody of Domi, right?"

Fu Chenmo frowned. He didn't know how much Sheng Nanzhi had heard in the conversation with his grandfather just now, so he could only ask back, "Didn't you be told to stay in the room? Why did you come out?"

Sheng Nanzhi walked down the spiral staircase, but she didn't come to Fu Chenmo for a long time. Standing a little further away, she could see some expressions more clearly.

"Answer my question, Fu Chenmo, what does grandpa mean by marrying Lin Songzhi honestly without getting the custody of Duomi?"

Fu Chenmo's sword eyebrows frowned even deeper. It seems that Sheng Nanzhi should have heard all the conversation between him and his grandfather.

Seeing that he only frowned and didn't speak, Sheng Nanzhi leaned over, raised his head, and looked directly into Fu Chenmo's dark eyes, "You'd better explain what's going on!"

At this moment, Sheng Nanzhi has a bit of a temper.

But Fu Chenmo only felt a headache. He helped his forehead, but secretly regretted it in his heart. Maybe he shouldn't be so careless. He was talking about this with his grandfather in the living room when he knew Sheng Nanzhi was in the master bedroom. kind of thing.

Sheng Nanzhi was aggressive and pushed Fu Chenmo back step by step, "You don't plan to say anything, do you? Then I'll ask Grandpa myself."

As she said, when she was about to turn around and leave, Fu Chenmo grabbed her wrist, "There's no need to look for it, I'll tell you what you want to hear."

Sheng Nanzhi lowered her head and looked at his knuckle-knuckle hand holding her wrist. The warm touch distracted her for a moment. Soon, she withdrew her attention, and her autumn eyes were still the same as before. Like, staring at Fu Chenmo closely.

"So, it was Grandpa who asked you to take custody of Domi, but you refused, right?"

Fu Chenmo nodded, a little calmly, "Yes."

"So, you made some kind of deal with grandpa, and that deal is that you have to marry Lin Songzhi, right?"

Fu Chenmo still nodded his head indifferently, "Yes."

But the more relaxed he was, the more waves surged in Sheng Nanzhi's heart, "But you haven't even tried to rob Duomi's custody with me..."

In fact, Sheng Nanzhi was already prepared in her heart. She thought it would be a tough battle to fight for Duomi's custody, but she didn't feel the pressure brought by the Fu family for a long time.

Fu Chenmo sat on the sofa beside him, and picked up a cup of hot tea that old Zhou had made just now, "Because I didn't intend to compete with you for the custody of Domi, and Domi was born to you alone, taking such a big risk. Your child, as long as you are willing to raise him, his custody should be in your hands. I just need to know that Domi is my child.

The thinking of the older generation is more traditional. The old man thinks that the Fu family must have the custody of Duomi, but I don't think so. "

"So, did you agree to the marriage with Lin Songzhi?"

Sheng Nanzhi's eyes were a little rosy, and she thought of something.

In fact, as long as Fu Chenmo is willing, he can definitely get the custody of Duomi, but he rejected Mr. Fu's proposal, and even refused to fight for the custody by agreeing to the marriage.

At this moment, an idea jumped into Sheng Nanzhi's mind.

She frowned and asked, "Could it be that you really want to marry Lin Songzhi?"

Thinking of this, Sheng Nanzhi felt ashamed for being touched just now.

Maybe she just wanted to marry Lin Songzhi sincerely, but she was almost moved to the point of total confusion.

Unexpectedly, Fu Chenmo immediately raised his hand and covered Sheng Nanzhi's forehead, "I don't have a fever."

He frowned, "How could you say such insane words? Take a step back, if I really want to marry Lin Songzhi, why did grandpa come here today? And why did you tell me that?"

Sheng Nanzhi thought about it, and finally straightened out the logic.

In an instant, emotion invaded my heart again.

But, looking at Fu Chenmo in front of her, she couldn't say anything and could only stand stupidly in front of Fu Chenmo.

It was Lao Zhou who came over and reminded appropriately: "Mr. Fu, the group still has a meeting to hold, and it will be too late."

Fu Chenmo nodded, and after going upstairs to change into more formal clothes, he stood in front of the dazed Sheng Nanzhi, "Lunch is prepared, you stay here for a meal, I'm going to a meeting."

Suddenly, Sheng Nanzhi thought that she was back four years ago when she was Mrs. Fu.

At that time, Fu Chenmo didn't know how to stay in No. [-] courtyard for dinner.

Even if she worked hard to cook a table of meals, the other party would find various reasons and leave indifferently.

But today, although he remained expressionless as before, his feeling was different from before.