After reading my heart, Mr. Fu doesn't even want Bai Yueguang anymore

"Mr. Fu, your wife goes to the club to practice Sanda every day and has even got a VIP diamond card."

As Assistant Fang spoke, he told Fu Beichen the information he had found out, and also attached a few photos of Lin Yumeng in training.

In the photo, Lin Yumeng put her legs on the railing and pressed her whole body down, showing off her good figure.

This is Lin Yumeng's habitual action. She stretches her legs before every training to prevent discomfort during training.

Fu Beichen looked at the photo in his hand with indescribable complexities. He originally thought that their relationship had gradually eased during this period and everything would slowly get better, but he didn't expect that she would secretly run to the club without telling him.

Although he was a little angry, he tried his best to calm himself down.

"Assistant Fang, has Madam found a private trainer?"

Assistant Fang shook his head, "No, just a sparring partner."

"Is the sparring partner a man or a woman?" Fu Beichen frowned, seeming to be very concerned about this question.

Assistant Fang looked up at him. Is Mr. Fu jealous? Wow, the thousand-year-old iron tree has finally blossomed.

"Mr. Fu, don't worry about this. Madam is a sensible person, and the club will arrange a female sparring partner for you."

Hearing this, Fu Beichen breathed a sigh of relief. He had worked so hard to make money here, and he couldn't let others steal his business.

He glanced at the time and saw that it would be dinner time in an hour, so he asked Assistant Fang to drive and go find Lin Yumeng.

It was the first time that Assistant Fang saw Fu Beichen so proactive, and he was very excited. It seemed that since his wife's personality changed, Mr. Fu paid more attention to her. Thinking of the blind date his parents found for him, he felt that he might have time to fall in love.

When he arrived at the club where Lin Yumeng was, Fu Beichen's good mood disappeared instantly because he saw a group of men staring at Lin Yumeng with lustful eyes.

Lin Yumeng was training seriously at this time and chose to ignore the gazes of those people because she came here not for men but for herself.

Plus, the sportswear she wore didn't reveal her waist or breasts, so she had nothing to fear.

She didn't care, but Fu Beichen was very angry. No man would want his woman to be stared at by a group of hungry men, so he strode towards Lin Yumeng, ready to declare his sovereignty to everyone.

As Fu Beichen walked, he was secretly thinking about how to address Lin Yumeng later.

If he called her by her name, it would seem unintimate; but if he called her wife, he would feel a little awkward since he had never called her that before.

Just as he was struggling with his thoughts, Lin Yumeng noticed their arrival and asked, "Boss Fu, why are you here?"

Seeing Fu Beichen and Special Assistant Fang, Lin Yumeng was surprised for a moment.

Seeing Fu Beichen hesitated, her heart skipped a beat. Was he here just to deal with her? With so many people here, it would be so embarrassing if he said he wanted to take back the two million he gave her.

She immediately rushed over, pulled him aside, and said softly, "Mr. Fu, please listen to my explanation."

Fu Beichen was extremely depressed because her calling him "Mr. Fu" disrupted his plan, but he didn't expect that she would do something like this next.

He stood there with his back straight, looking down at her, waiting for her to explain.

"Um...Mr. Fu, this place is a bit inconvenient. It's almost noon. I'll invite you to the restaurant for dinner. We can talk while we eat."

Seeing that Fu Beichen had no objection, she smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, please wait for me for five minutes. I'll take a shower and change my clothes and come over."

Because of training, her face was still rouge-red, which made her fair skin look rosy and shiny, and as if it were as delicate as a baby's.

If she hadn't run so fast, he would have really wanted to point it with his finger to see if it was really as elastic as he saw.

Although Lin Yumeng asked him to wait for five minutes, Fu Beichen felt that it would take a girl at least ten to twenty minutes to take a shower, so he asked Assistant Fang to make a reservation at the restaurant and order the dishes so that they could eat them when they arrived.

Special Assistant Fang had just walked out of the club when Lin Yumeng had already changed her clothes and walked over looking refreshed. It took exactly five minutes.

Seeing her waving at him with a smile on her face, Fu Beichen's heart was beating uncontrollably.

"Mr. Fu, I'm fine. Let's go have lunch." Lin Yumeng came to Fu Beichen and said with a smile.

Fu Beichen nodded, his eyes always on Lin Yumeng. When Lin Yumeng passed by him, he raised his hand and put his arm around her waist. This scared Lin Yumeng and she actually jumped up.

Fu Beichen didn't expect her to react so strongly, so he raised his hand and picked her up.

Lin Yumeng hugged his neck and looked at his face so close to her, her head feeling dizzy.

"Mr. Fu...Mr. Fu, are you possessed by something?" she asked stutteringly, her voice full of doubt and confusion.

Fu Beichen paused when he heard this, took a deep breath, and replied in the gentlest tone possible: "It's absolutely genuine."

"Then how did you..."

Although she didn't finish her words, Fu Beichen knew what she wanted to express.

"I'm your husband, can't I hug you?"

Fu Beichen deliberately raised his voice so that all the men around who coveted Lin Yumeng would know that this beautiful flower had a master.

However, before this, some people heard Lin Yumeng call him Mr. Fu. Generally speaking, how could a wife call her husband Mr. Fu? So they speculated that Fu Beichen might be a mistress, after all, Lin Yumeng had said before that she was married.

So some people said sarcastically: "Are mistresses so rampant these days? They openly embrace married women in public."

Fu Beichen frowned slightly and looked at Lin Yumeng and asked, "Who are they talking about?"

Lin Yumeng bit her lip awkwardly. "If I'm not mistaken, they're probably talking about you, because they're all looking over here."

Fu Beichen was so angry that he laughed. Had his legitimate husband become a mistress? It was really interesting.

He turned around while holding Lin Yumeng and looked at the person who had just spoken. He asked in a cold tone, "Who do you say is the mistress?"

"Just tell whoever asks!" the man said arrogantly.

Although Fu Beichen has a strong aura, he would rather lose face than dignity. So many people are watching, it would be embarrassing if he was cowardly at this time. Besides, he is not the mistress, so what is there for him to be afraid of saying?

Hearing this, Fu Beichen looked down at Lin Yumeng in his arms and chuckled, "You're just going to watch them slander your husband like this? Why don't you help explain a few words?"

Lin Yumeng felt a little embarrassed by him, "Well, put me down first."

"No, I can carry it, that's all you need to say."

Lin Yumeng was speechless. Was this a question of whether she could hold him or not? It wasn't like she didn't have long legs.

Thinking that she was in the wrong first, she took a deep breath and decided not to argue with him, but still jumped off him nimbly.

She raised her hand to straighten her clothes, then slowly explained to the people around her: "He is indeed my husband, a licensed worker, and we have been married for two years."

Even though she made it very clear, some people still didn't believe her and thought she was just covering up for him.

"Whose wife calls her husband "boss"? You two are probably in a superior-subordinate relationship, using your work relationship as a cover to do something shady."

The person who said this was a middle-aged woman, who was looking at Lin Yumeng and Fu Beichen with disdain.

Lin Yumeng didn't know how she had offended her. Whenever they met in the dressing room, she would be sarcastic and her eyes made people feel uncomfortable. Today, she wanted to make up stories and slander them, which she absolutely could not tolerate.

She got off Fu Beichen, walked up to the person with a smile on her face, and slapped her in the face before anyone could react.

The slap was so sharp that everyone present was shocked. They didn't expect that she looked gentle and beautiful, but could be so cruel.

The middle-aged woman touched her swollen face, roared, and raised her hands to fight her. Fu Beichen strode forward to help, but unexpectedly Lin Yumeng threw her over her shoulder, handcuffed her hands behind her back, and stepped on her back with one foot, making her unable to move.

The sudden critical hit stunned everyone present. They usually only saw her doing some simple training, but they didn't expect that she had such skills.

Fu Beichen hadn't expected her to be so agile and move so neatly. He hadn't wanted her to come to the club before, but now it seemed like learning some self-defense would be a good idea.