On the wedding night of rebirth, he was kissed crazy by a paranoid boss

"Um...it's past seven o'clock."

Mu Shichuan quickly checked his phone. It was still early, and his third brother's access control was at ten o'clock.

"It's still early, bro."

It's seven o'clock...

Fu Jingchen fell into silence, his eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something important. Mu Shichuan also thought that he had something important to tell him. He moved his face closer, and then heard Fu Jingchen's voice.

"My wife hasn't eaten yet."

Mu Shichuan: "..."

So Third Brother, you no longer have to go home before ten o'clock every day, but you still have to worry about whether your wife has enough to eat three meals a day, right?

Mu Shichuan was not angry, "How old is Shi Jiunian, is it possible that he would still starve himself?"

"She can't take care of herself without me." Fu Jingchen sneered from his throat: "I finally raised a fat and white daughter-in-law, but I don't want her to starve herself out and end up having me take care of her."

He picked up his coat and put it on, "Let's go."

Mu Shichuan watched helplessly as he wrote these two characters, and then left neatly.

Mu Shichuan was stunned.

Hold……

So Third Brother, why are you making such a fuss!

If you really want to be tougher, you should let Shi Jiunian coax you to go back. You will be sulky for a while, then go back licking your face.

It’s such an embarrassment to us men!

……

Fu Jingchen went to the bathroom first, washed and dried the blood stains on his tie, and made sure there were no traces at all before putting it back in his pocket and going home.

It was exactly 07:30 when I got home.

The villa was quiet, with no lights on, and a bit dark.

Fu Jingchen had an unknown premonition in his heart, strode upstairs and opened the bedroom door.

The room was also quiet, no one was there.

Fu Jingchen's hand on the doorknob tightened inch by inch, the veins collapsed one by one, and even the joints turned white.

gone?

Are you really leaving like this?

Going back so late, she wasn't afraid of anything happening.

Fu Jingchen felt his eyes were a little astringent and his shoulders were bent.

"Shi Jiu Nian..."

His voice was deep and muffled.

"What do you call me to do?"

A female voice sounded warm and cool behind him.

Fu Jingchen's head buzzed.

I almost wondered if I was hallucinating.

He turned around stiffly and slowly.

"Fu Jingchen, you drink again, it stinks."

Shi Jiunian was holding a red apple in her hand and had already taken a bite. Half of her cheeks were bulging, and she looked up at him while chewing.

Smelling the smell of alcohol on his body, her face wrinkled and she took a step back dissatisfied.

"What have you done?" Fu Jingchen's eyes were fixed on her.

"I stole apples. There was a very big apple tree planted in the villa next to us, and the branches were pressing down on our garden. I couldn't help but bring them back." Shi Jiunian blinked and took out another apple tree from his arms. One: "Do you want to eat it? It's quite sweet."

Fu Jingchen didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a moment. His eyes fell on her hand holding the apple. The apple was red and the little girl's hand was white.

"Wife."

He grabbed her wrist suddenly and pulled the girl into his arms.

"sorry."

"I shouldn't have lost my temper just now."

"Ah."

Shi Jiunian nodded in agreement.

"Shouldn't it be, Fu Jingchen, you have to change it."

In fact, he is not like this. He only behaves like this when he encounters Shi Jiu Nian's incident.

He is insecure.

"I'll go back to Haicheng tomorrow and give the registration form to Uncle Liu to sign. I should be back soon," Shi Jiunian said.

"Registration form?" Fu Jingchen was slightly startled, looking puzzled.