After the flash marriage, the fierce Jiuye kissed and hugged every day

Fu Yuheng didn't intend to let her go. He continued to tease her by stroking her soft waist with his palm, "Tell me quickly, what are you good at?"

Wen Zhihe couldn't stand it anymore. Her ears turned red. She surrendered to him. Her face was as red as a monkey's butt. "You are both amazing."

Fu Yuheng chuckled and was about to kiss his wife while hugging her. At this moment, Xu Qing'an ran up to the second floor panting with a lunch box and knocked on the bedroom door.

He just heard from Fu's housekeeper Zhao that his boss was in the bedroom on the second floor, and the boss asked him to send it over quickly, so he ran up without thinking too much.

Who would have thought that the boss and his wife were doing serious work.

Oh my God, he disturbed his boss's good thing, will he die a miserable death?

Xu Qing'an stood at the door, feeling anxious.

Wen Zhihe blushed and quickly got out of Fu Yuheng's arms and sat down.

Fu Yuheng frowned slightly and said coldly to the door, "Come in."

Hearing the tone, Xu Qingan thought it was all over, it was completely over.

After receiving the order, Xu Qingan walked into the bedroom carrying the lunch box, feeling extremely nervous.

Seeing the boss and his wife sitting on the sofa, they greeted them respectfully.

Wen Zhihe also responded to him with a polite smile and a nod.

Little did she know that her polite smile was noticed by Fu Yuheng who was standing beside her.

His wife actually smiled at him!

snort????

When Xu Qing'an looked at Fu Yuheng, he always felt as if there were cold weapons shooting at his forehead.

It’s so scary??o·(? ??????????? )?o·?He really wants to leave as soon as possible.

Xu Qingan's voice was trembling a little, "Mr. Fu, this is what you wanted."

Fu Yuheng stared at him coldly, then said coldly, "Put it down and get out."

Xu Qingan broke out in a cold sweat and quickly nodded in response, "Okay, Mr. Fu."

After saying that, he immediately turned around and prepared to leave.

Fu Yuheng: "Assistant Xu."

Xu Qingan turned around and said, "Mr. Fu."

Fu Yuheng's tone was cold and cold, without any warmth, "There is no bonus for this month."

boom! !

A thunder suddenly exploded in Xu Qingan’s head!

Fried to pieces!

Gone?

The bonus is gone!

why? ?

Xu Qingan's inner thoughts were extremely miserable.

I knelt on the ground, looked up to the sky and howled, shouting out my injustice to the heavens, No!!!

There should be songs here, snowflakes are fluttering, the north wind is howling, and the world is vast...

Eighty thousand yuan!

Eighty thousand!

That’s it!

What on earth did he do wrong!

God wants to punish himself like this?·°(???﹏???)°·?

Fu Yuheng stared at Xu Qing'an, who was standing in front of him with a confused look on his face, and asked in a cold voice, "Anything else?"

Xu Qingan quickly shook his head: "No, not at all."

"Then why are you still here? Assistant Hu's salary this month..."

"Boss Fu, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. Goodbye, Boss Fu, and goodbye, Madam President."

Xu Qingan greeted him respectfully and left the bedroom quickly.

Looking at the way someone just acted, Wen Zhihe couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Fu Yuheng looked at her who was gloating, "You're still laughing."

Wen Zhihe teased, "Ah Heng, do you smell a sour smell?"

Fu Yuheng: "Sour? Is it?"

Fu Yuheng pinched her soft waist with both hands, and picked up Wen Zhihe into his arms like a chicken, and sat her on his lap.

Wen Zhihe couldn't help but exclaimed and her butt fell on his legs.

"My wife actually made fun of me."

As he said this, he tickled Wen Zhihe's waist with his hands, making her giggle.

"Heng, stop it. I'm itchy."

Wen Zhihe laughed out loud when Fu Yuheng tickled her, and not to be outdone, she reached out and tickled him.

The two of them tickled each other.

Wen Zhihe was no match for him. "Alright, alright, Ah Heng, I surrender."

Fu Yuheng lifted her chin with his bony fingers, stared at her with his black pupils, and said with a strong hint of jealousy, "Don't smile at other men in the future."

Wen Zhihe was holding back her laughter. She never expected that her husband would be such a jealous person.

Special Assistant Xu greeted her politely, so should she respond to him with a cold face? Is this really okay?

She was just smiling out of politeness.

Of course, her sweet smile is only for him and not for other men.

"You look so beautiful when you smile. I can't stand it when I see other men looking at you."

The sudden words of love made Wen Zhihe's face feel hot.

She looked at him with her sparkling almond eyes, held his face in her hands, and said seriously, "Okay, I will only smile at you from now on, okay?"

"Ah."

"Then how about you try this mung bean cake first?"

Fu Yuheng hugged her and nodded with a smile, "Okay, I want my wife to feed me~"

Wen Zhihe sat on his lap, smiling sweetly, and reached out to open the lunch box, "Fu Yuheng, are you a three-year-old child?"

Fu Yuheng leaned his head on her shoulder and rubbed it, "I just want my wife to feed me~"

Wen Zhihe picked up a piece of fragrant mung bean cake and said, "Open your mouth."

"Ah." Fu Yuheng opened his mouth obediently, took a bite with curved eyebrows, and his black eyes suddenly sparkled, "Mm mmm, honey, you made it so delicious!"

"Really?"

"Really, it's more real than real gold and silver. Honey, how can you be so awesome? Honey, you're awesome!"

Fu Yuheng felt so sweet in his heart as he ate the pastries fed by his wife. He gave her a thumbs up and praised her.

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A week later, it was the old lady's birthday.

The Fu family manor was decorated grandly and was extremely lively. All the people who came were prominent and distinguished guests in Kyoto.

“Happy birthday, Grandma.”

Wen Zhihe came to the old lady with an elegant red gift box and presented her with a silk scarf that she had made for her herself.

In order to give it to her grandmother on her birthday, Wen Zhihe stayed up for several nights.

Fu Yuheng was heartbroken about this.

The old lady took it with a smile and said, "Thank you Zhizhi, it's thoughtful."

This pure handmade silk scarf features a pattern of blooming peony flowers, symbolizing good luck, prosperity and peace.

She hopes that her grandmother can be healthy and happy every day.

Wen Zhihe is very deft with her hands, and the old lady loves the scarves she makes very much.

The old lady looked at her with a smile, "Zhizhi looks so beautiful today."

Wen Zhihe felt a little embarrassed by her grandma's praise, "Grandma."

Wen Zhihe was wearing a light blue cheongsam with a small stand-up collar today.

The fabric of the cheongsam is very textured, and the slit at the hem is just right.

Wen Zhihe's facial features are not very stunning, but they are very generous, gentle and natural.

Coupled with her fair skin and good figure, after putting it on, the whole person looks dignified, fresh and charming, gentle and sophisticated, with an indescribable temperament of the gentle and intellectual beauty of the Jiangnan region.

As the saying goes, lotus is not as beautiful as a beauty’s makeup, the wind blows over the water palace and the pearls and jades are fragrant.

The whole person is fresh, refined, quiet and gentle.

Looking at her this way, she really does look a bit like Mrs. Gu when she was young.

Wen Zhihe went to do something busy after wishing the birthday.

At this time, Gu Tingan, Shen Huaixu and Gao Kangwen all came with gifts to celebrate the old lady's birthday.

Shen Huaixu took the lead in presenting the gift and said with a smile: "Grandma wishes you good fortune as vast as the East Sea and a long life as great as the Southern Mountains."

Then Gu Ting'an also presented a gift: "Grandma wishes you longevity, wealth and health."

Finally, Gao Kangwen handed over the gift and grinned: "Grandma, I wish you all the best, longevity and happiness."

The old lady looked at the three of them happily, "Okay, okay, thank you."

The old lady did not forget to ask Gu Ting'an, "By the way, Xiao'an, how is your mother's health?"

"Grandma Lao is worried about me." Speaking of his mother, Gu Ting'an's face looked a little heavy, "My mother's health hasn't improved."

Gao Kangwen and Shen Huaixu, who were standing nearby, saw this and put their arms around Gu Ting'an's shoulders, comforting him, "Ting'an, maybe she will find your sister by then. When your aunt sees her, she will feel better."

"I hope so."

Gu Ting'an has been searching for more than ten years, but still found nothing.

Can he really find his sister again?