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

Fu Yuheng, who was sitting in the back seat, received a call from Assistant Xu, "Mr. Fu, the boss of Xinyao Group wants to see you, saying..."

Xu Qingan hadn't finished speaking yet.

Fu Yuheng frowned slightly and replied coldly, "No, I don't have time."

What do you mean he doesn't have time? He just wants to get home earlier and see his lovely wife.

Fu Yuheng hung up the phone very decisively within a few seconds.

The phone on Xu Qingan's end kept beeping. Does the president really have no time?

Why doesn't he believe it so much?

The president was not like this before. He wanted to be in the company every day. He was a workaholic who worked in the company 24 hours a day all the time.

Ever since the president and his wife got their marriage certificate, the number of times the president has come to the company can be counted on one finger.

Married men are different!

Oh, when will he meet his true love and have a passionate love affair?

Xu Qingan really envied the president. He felt happy just thinking about the days when his darling wife was in his arms.

He wants to fall in love too!

Another thing is that he hasn't met a girl that makes him fall in love yet.

Why think so much? Maybe your destiny hasn't come yet. If it does, you can't stop it.

He actually believes in fate and looks forward to finding his true love sooner rather than later.

When Fu Yuheng returned to the manor, the old lady was watering and pruning the flowers in the front yard.

After Fu Yuheng saw his grandmother, he greeted her and walked quickly into the hall.

"This child is coming home more and more frequently now."

The old lady stood among the flowers, looking at her grandson's hurried steps from behind, with a smile on her face.

"Yes, old lady, the young master is really different now than before." Mrs. Meng stood beside the old lady and helped pass the kettle and scissors.

The old lady imagined how wonderful it would be if the couple had another baby, and had a house full of children and grandchildren surrounding her.

"It would be even better if I could hold my great-grandchildren and grandchildren sooner."

"Old lady, it looks like your wish will come true soon."

Mrs. Meng's words touched the old lady's heart completely. The old lady was delighted when she heard it, and her mouth corners were curved with smiles. She really hoped that this wish could come true sooner.

It seems that her granddaughter-in-law is really the lucky star of her Fu family.

Ever since Wen Zhihe entered the Fu family, her unfortunate grandson has become more and more humane.

I still know I have a home and I still know where to come back from.

It was totally different from before, when the manor was deserted and there was no cheerful atmosphere at all. He was always busy working, busy working, and all he could think about was work. He was simply a workaholic.

Not to mention going home, I almost always sleep in the company.

In such a big family, the old lady was the only one eating, and she had no appetite at all.

It’s different now. With her granddaughter-in-law around, she can eat two bowls of rice at a time, and her appetite is getting better and better.

Her unfortunate grandson also comes home often, which makes it feel like a home.

The old lady was in a good mood. She continued to trim the flowers and plants in front of her with scissors, humming a cheerful song of the older generation. She was in a very good mood.

Fu Yuheng went upstairs, pushed open the bedroom door, walked in, and looked up to see a small ball curled up on the bed, like a cat.

She fell asleep. He walked lightly to the bedside and looked at the woman who was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed.

The coldness in his body disappeared, and he looked at her with eyes full of tenderness instead.

As long as he saw her, his tiredness disappeared and he felt comfortable.

Every time he saw her, he felt inexplicably happy and relaxed.

Seeing the little girl sleeping with the book in her arms, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He gently took the book away, folded the page she was reading, and put it away so that he could find it quickly next time he saw it.

He immediately covered her with the quilt, went to the cloakroom to get a set of clean clothes, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

When Fu Yuheng came out of the shower, Wen Zhihe was still sleeping.

Fu Yuheng did not disturb her and went to the study quietly.

Wen Zhihe slept very comfortably and slept until noon. When he woke up, he found that he was covered with a quilt and the book in his hand was gone.

She was startled and sat up quickly, looking around. She was the only one in the bedroom and didn't see anyone else.

She remembered that she didn't seem to cover herself with a blanket before falling asleep, and she was holding a book in her hands.

She was a little thirsty and wanted to drink some water. When she was about to get out of bed, she saw a glass of water on the bedside table.

She picked it up and held it in her hand. The cup was warm. It was obvious that someone had poured the water for her and placed it here, waiting for her to drink.

Is he back?

Wen Zhihe picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp. She put the cup away, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, put on her slippers, searched around the bedroom, and then ran to the washroom, cloakroom, and bathroom, but didn't see him.

Did he go to the study?

Wen Zhihe walked out of the bedroom and came to the study, and saw that the door of the study was ajar.

I don’t know if he is in there?

Wen Zhihe knocked on the door politely a few times.

"Enter."

A low and cold voice suddenly sounded.

It was his voice, no doubt. Was it him who poured the water for her just now? Was it him who also covered her with the quilt?

When did this man become so attentive?

Wen Zhihe pushed the door open and saw the man sitting at the desk, working with a serious look on his face.

She stood at the door and didn't go in. Did she disturb his work? Wen Zhihe was ready to leave.

Fu Yuheng raised his eyes and saw a petite figure standing at the door. His eyes immediately softened and a deep, magnetic and pleasant voice sounded, "You're awake."

Wen Zhihe hummed softly, "Did I disturb you?"

"No." Fu Yuheng put down the work in his hands, stood up and walked in front of her.

Wen Zhihe wanted to ask him about his clothes, but she didn't even have time to open her mouth.

Her body suddenly felt empty, and Fu Yuheng bent down and picked her up, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, don't run around."

Injury? Is that an injury on her leg?

If she doesn't get up and move around, she probably won't be able to walk anymore.

Wen Zhihe wanted to get down, but the man held her tightly, not giving her any chance to get down. "Be good, hold my neck. I'm not responsible if you fall down."

Wen Zhihe looked at the smooth and hard floor. It would definitely be painful if he fell down.

She quickly climbed up his neck with both hands and hugged him tightly, fearing that she would fall.

Fu Yuheng curled the corners of his mouth slightly and carried her to the bedroom.

Every time she got close to him, her face would turn red unconsciously and she would feel tense all over.

Wen Zhihe tried not to look at him, trying to suppress her pounding heart. She lowered her eyelashes, and in his arms, she said sincerely, "Thank you for the clothes you prepared, but I can't accept them."

A warm, low breath fell on her head, "Why, you don't like it?"

"No, I have clothes, no need to buy them for me."

She still had several clothes to wear, and all those expensive clothes must have cost him a lot of money.

She knew very well that making money was hard, and his money didn't come from the wind.

Besides, she couldn't take his clothes.

"Ma'am, this is helping me save money."