Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Qin Wushuang had just finished the meeting and walked out when Secretary Gao quickly followed him and lowered his voice, "Boss Qin, Mr. Su is here. He's waiting in your office."

"What, in my office?"

Secretary Gao was stunned and looked at her with a puzzled look. Didn't President Qin say before that when Mr. Su came, he could just be taken to the office? Could she have misunderstood?

Qin Wushuang paused, and obviously remembered something, and his tone softened a little: "It's okay, I'll go directly over. And after Su Chen leaves, you throw away the building blocks for me."

"...Yes, President Qin."

Pushing the door open, the two looked into each other's eyes.

Su Chen took out the gift box and placed it on the table: "Wushuang, I have nothing to do today, so I went out for a walk. I found this restaurant quite good, so I brought one for you to try."

Qin Wushuang glanced at the label on the box. It was the restaurant he usually ate at. He nodded and said, "Well, thank you. If you... are bored, there is a TV in the room inside."

"Ah, no, I'm just going to bring you something and leave right away, you go ahead and do your work."

"Will you come home for dinner tonight?"

"Not necessarily. I've been busy lately. If I don't go back, I'll send you a message and you won't have to wait for me for dinner."

Su Chen smiled and nodded, then turned and walked out.

Qin Wushuang watched him go out, turned her head to look at the building blocks, and felt inexplicably guilty. As for why she felt guilty, she didn't think about it too much. Right now, there were more important things to do.

More than half a month passed quickly

It was the old lady of the Fu family’s birthday, and all the prominent people in the capital received invitations to attend the banquet, and the Qin family was naturally indispensable.

Qin Wushuang looked at the invitation and lowered her eyes. Her memory was brought back to the time before her engagement was broken off by the Fu family and her uncles forced her to give up power. Those embarrassing scenes were still vivid in her mind.

The humiliation she suffered at that time was something she would never forget. The Fu family... was the root cause. If possible, she would never have anything to do with the Fu family for the rest of her life.

But at that time, the old lady really treated her as her granddaughter-in-law. Even if she didn't consider the other people in the Fu family, she had to go to the birthday party for the old lady's sake.

But... Su Chen, it's better not to go. If those people catch him, there will be a lot of gossip. She will just go through the motions.

pick up the phone.

[Secretary Su, please prepare a birthday gift for me. Yes, I'll need it in a few days.]

【OK】

*

At the Fu family birthday banquet

The old lady was wearing festive clothes and came out with a cane. There was a smile on her kind face, but her eyes were rolling around. At first glance, she looked like a lively old lady.

The Fu family has only one son, Fu Ming'an. His wife, Sang Ning, is an internationally renowned piano master. She is pregnant with two sons. The eldest son, Fu Yuan, is the next successor of the Fu family, and the youngest son, Fu Yi'an.

Because their youngest son was stolen when he was just born, the couple felt guilty after finding him. They became more and more fond of the child and spoiled him too much.

"Mom, you must behave yourself today and don't cause any trouble, okay? I beg you, this is your 70th birthday, please don't make trouble and just behave yourself, okay?"

"Hehe, you asked Yi'an to come back just to upset me, and you told me to behave myself. I'm the birthday girl, and I'm not sensible at all."

Fu Mingan said helplessly: "Mom, Yian is also your grandson. Why are you so nice to Xiaoyuan and treat Yian differently? Aren't you deliberately hurting Yian's heart?"

Mrs. Fu glared at him and said unhappily, "None of your business. You're my son. Do I have to look at your face?"

"As for me, I just don't like that guy. When I see him, I feel uncomfortable all over. You rebellious son, shut up and don't talk to me. I'm so annoyed just by looking at you."

"...!!"

Sang Ning was wearing a white cheongsam, which made her look even more elegant. Seeing this, she sighed helplessly. It was the first time she had seen a mother and son not getting along like this.

She suspected that if her mother-in-law had not only one son, Fu would not have given Ming'an to her at all. Never mind, the old lady was old, and she was too lazy to care too much.

She gently tugged at her husband's sleeve and whispered in his ear, "Ming'an, Mom is old, don't be too picky with her."