Failed to run with the ball with his best friend! The prince of Beijing circle went crazy

Shen Xingtong sorted out the contract and knocked on Fu Heng's office door.

Fu Heng's voice sounded cold and clear through the office door, "Come in."

Shen Xingtong quickly adjusted her mindset and immersed herself in her acting. She walked into the room with a stack of classified documents and handed them to Fu Heng's desk.

"Mr. Fu, according to your instructions, the documents have been sorted into categories."

She had a smile on her face, a standard gentle secretary smile.

Fu Heng really handled his business impartially and started looking through the documents.

Shen Xingtong stretched her neck to look and saw that Fu Heng was really looking at it very carefully, looking through every contract carefully, unlike what she had imagined where he would just glance through it casually.

Seeing this scene, Shen Xingtong's heart sank.

The hope of making Fu Heng sign the divorce agreement by making it look real was dashed.

I knew that Fu Heng, the sixth brother, would definitely be more cautious. It won't be that easy.

Fu Heng seemed to notice that Shen Xingtong was still standing beside him. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up at her, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Shen Xingtong pursed his lips, shook his head, and went out.

She felt it was a pity.

When Qian Xin came over, she hurriedly stopped him and asked, "Does your President Fu usually go out for social events at night?"

This question made Qian Xin dumbfounded.

this problem……

He felt that Shen Xingtong should understand better than him.

"Mr. Fu rarely has social engagements."

"Did you arrange all the trips? Can you show me his schedule for this week?"

Seeing how concerned Mrs. Fu was, Qian Xin had no right to refuse, whether for public or private reasons.

Yu Gong, this person is the secretary, it is normal for him to know the president's schedule.

Personally, she is Mrs. Fu, so it is understandable for Mrs. Fu to check on him.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Qian Xin quickly turned around, picked up the itinerary from the desk and handed it to Shen Xingtong.

When Shen Xingtong looked at the schedule, the corners of her mouth twitched.

After a long pause, Shen Xingtong finally asked with difficulty, "Are you sure... this is the itinerary?"

Qian Xin nodded firmly.

Apart from my work schedule, I never expected that the only things left were "getting home early to cook for my wife, taking a walk with her after dinner, and bathing her in the evening..." What kind of work schedule is that?

Shen Xingtong pointed at the last few schedules after get off work and asked with a twitch of her lips: "This..."

Qian Xin thought she was moved by Mr. Fu's itinerary and smiled too.

"The following itinerary was added at the request of President Fu."

"Boss Fu also told me to use this excuse to decline any invitations to drinks or dinners."

"Mr. Fu also said that even if the Jade Emperor came to see him after get off work, it would be useless. He spends all his time after get off work with his wife."

Qian Xin said this, feeling quite proud.

He wanted to go back and ask Fu Heng for credit.

Fu Heng will definitely praise him and say that he is the most sensible special assistant.

Maybe there will be a salary increase...

but……

Why doesn't Mrs. Fu look so happy? Or so touched?

This reaction is so weird!

Qian Xin saw that Shen Xingtong's expression was not right, and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong, Madam?"

Shen Xingtong held her forehead and slumped down in a chair, her tone a little lost. "No, nothing, I just feel a little dizzy."

"Ah? Do you want to go to the president's lounge to rest?" Qian Xin was also shocked.

Shen Xingtong wanted to say no, but Qian Xin had already run to the president's office to report.

But a moment later, Fu Heng strode towards her.

"Xingtong, what's wrong with you?" The man strode towards her, bent down towards her, and without saying a word, he picked her up from the chair.

Shen Xingtong wanted to say it was okay, but when she saw everyone in the office looking at them, she felt a little embarrassed.

Shen Xingtong hurriedly hugged Fu Heng's neck awkwardly.

"Fu Heng, can you please pay attention to your influence in the company?"

Fu Heng's expression paused slightly, and he glanced at the people present.

Everyone immediately pretended to be calm and lowered their heads. Some were working, some were communicating, and some were pouring tea.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Qian Xin also coughed softly and asked hurriedly, "Mr. Fu, do you need to call a doctor?"

Shen Xingtong immediately said, "No, it's not that exaggerated!"

She turned her gaze back and chuckled.

"It's just that I didn't adapt to the job on my first day. It's not a big problem."

Fu Heng carried her into the lounge and gently placed her on the sofa.

He put the thin blanket over her legs.

"It's a big problem." The man's voice was slightly serious.

Shen Xingtong wanted to say it wasn't serious, but Fu Heng had already turned around and ordered Qian Xin: "Get a doctor, quickly."

Seeing how much he cares...

Shen Xingtong couldn't figure out for a moment, did he value her more or the child in her belly?

Shen Xingtong took Fu Heng's hand and shook it gently.

"Fu Heng, are you busy?"

The man sat down beside her and said, "Not busy."

In fact, there are many things waiting for him to deal with.

But when weighing the pros and cons between work and spending time with his wife, he decisively chose to spend time with his wife.

You can choose not to work at this moment, but you cannot choose not to be with your wife at this moment.

Shen Xingtong smiled and said, "Don't you have to socialize recently?"

"Nothing to entertain."

"So... there's no party or anything like that to attend?"

Normally, when Fu Heng was sober, there was no way he could trick him into signing a divorce agreement, but what if he was drunk? He would definitely be able to get him to sign a divorce agreement.

Shen Xingtong had originally placed her hopes here, but she never expected that when she saw Fu Heng's schedule, her eyes went dark.

Fu Heng is really a well-behaved and sensible husband.

Go home after get off work and be with your wife.

Accompanying my wife and cooking sensibly.

help...

He shouldn't be like this!

Shen Xingtong looked at Fu Heng and pursed her red lips. "Fu Heng, but I think you're so bored. I'm afraid you'll find me annoying and that I'm trapping you. Because of me, you've lost your freedom and your entertainment time."

She pursed her red lips, looking as if she felt sorry for him.

"I feel sorry for you, husband~"

Recently, she seemed to be particularly good at calling him "husband". Every time this title came out, Fu Heng lost all his temper.

It was natural for Shen Xingtong to control Fu Heng.

Fu Heng raised his eyebrows. "You're too bored and have no entertainment, right?"

The man chuckled.

Yes, without Xu Qingyue to accompany her, she was indeed much more bored.

"Chen Xu is getting engaged to have a wedding banquet next week and we've been invited. I'll take you there then."

"Engagement party?!" Shen Xingtong widened her eyes in shock.

It was too sudden that Chen Xu, this lackey, suddenly found himself no longer single.

"Ah."

"Who is it? Do I know him?"

"You don't know each other. It's a family marriage, just an exchange of interests, no feelings involved."

When Shen Xingtong heard this, she said "oh" with a long drag on the last syllable. She looked at Fu Heng's handsome face meaningfully with a strange tone.

She and Fu Heng were also married, so it could be considered an exchange of interests...

However, in the end, it was the Shen family that gained the benefits, and the Fu family actually did not gain any benefits from the Shen family.

She still couldn't understand why a good marriage had turned sour?

After all, it’s because of the baby in her belly that the Fu family attaches great importance to it.

After all, Xu Qingyue has lost two lives, so we can only place our hopes on her.

Fu Heng seemed to sense her gaze and pretended to be confused and asked, "What's wrong?"