When the pregnant wife frowned due to morning sickness, the whole family of the tycoon took turns co

An Xiaoyue looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Fu Shengyang.

He stood there with Qiao Xun at the door.

Behind the two were a group of people in suits and ties, even the ladies were dressed in formal attire, each exuding an air of sophistication.

The scene before her eyes suddenly reminded An Xiaoyue of the shows she and Lingxi used to watch in bed every winter.

The male protagonist starts running as soon as the music starts.

However, Fu Shengyang's temperament is different from the male lead's melancholy and affectionate nature; his face is very cold.

Although meeting Fu Shengyang here was unexpected, she seized the opportunity and didn't want to wrong herself at all.

An Xiaoyue ran over and boldly took Fu Shengyang's arm, her voice full of grievance.

“My aunt had promised my grandfather that she would take me out to buy some clothes. We went to several stores, but my aunt said none of them were suitable. At this store, they not only wouldn’t give me any water, but they also refused to let me try on any clothes.”

"Finally, I tried on a lot of clothes in the dressing room all by myself, but I didn't like any of them. My aunt said she would take me to the market to buy some, but I thought it was not on my itinerary, so I thought it would be better to let you know."

Seeing her so intimate with the president, the three sales assistants were all so frightened that they stood at attention and lowered their heads.

The group of people behind her lowered their heads and wiped their sweat when they heard An Xiaoyue say that they were unwilling to take clothes for customers to try on or to give customers water.

Ordinary customers are one thing, but the person linking arms with the president is clearly not an ordinary customer.

They even took the president's hand and filed a complaint directly. How is this any different from those who filed complaints with the emperor in ancient times?

After listening, Fu Shengyang looked down and asked An Xiaoyue, "You want to go?"

"The farmers market is great. I'll buy a few things for Grandpa to take home."

An Xiaoyue has a pair of big, clear eyes that make it impossible for anyone to have any doubts.

Everyone gasped. Making Mr. Fu wear clothes from the market? Wasn't that a slap in the face to the Fu family?

It's not that the clothes in the vegetable market are bad, but the signal they send is wrong. People might think that Changfeng Group is going to go bankrupt.

"Okay, Qiao Xun, go to the market and buy a few sets for Grandpa. Just say it's a token of your aunt's affection."

"Fu Shengyang!!" Fu Wantang, who had been silent until now, could no longer sit still.

She stood up angrily, but dared not act recklessly in front of so many people.

Otherwise, it won't just be the Fu family that loses face.

It will also affect her husband, Jiang Mianzhi, who is the deputy director of the Information Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Fu Wantang stormed toward the door, about to bump into An Xiaoyue.

With Qiao Xun to her right and Fu Shengyang to her left, it was wrong for An Xiaoyue to hide either way.

Just as she was wondering what to do, she suddenly felt a tightness around her waist, and a large hand pulled her into his arms, pulling her aside.

An Xiaoyue's face rubbed against Fu Shengyang's firm chest, and it instantly warmed up.

Seeing Fu Wantang's figure, An Xiaoyue consciously moved a step to the side, distancing herself from Fu Shengyang.

"Mr. Fu, I'll head back now."

"Ah."

Before leaving, An Xiaoyue said to the three sales assistants in the store, "Thank you for tidying these up."

Upon hearing this, the three lowered their heads even further.

That girl is so wicked; she even stabbed them in the back before leaving.

An Xiaoyue and Shang Qi had just stepped out of the store when Fu Shengyang called out to them, "Um... An Xiaoyue."

"what?"

"The clothes in the store across the street are made of comfortable fabric, have loose styles, and don't have any fancy patterns."

An Xiaoyue pondered for a moment, then said, "I'll give it a try."

Fu Wantang was so angry that she left. Her grandfather had specially invited someone to help her buy clothes, and if she went back empty-handed, she wouldn't be able to explain it to her grandfather.

No sooner had An Xiaoyue gone in than Fu Shengyang arrived.

He wasn't interested in clothes; he only came in because he had something to tell An Xiaoyue privately.

The clothing in this store is mainly made of cotton and linen, with simple styles and a comfortable feel against the skin.

"Customers, feel free to try it. Just let me know if you need anything." She had seen everything that was going on in the shop across the street, and since it wasn't far from here, she knew perfectly well that those people were digging their own graves. She wasn't stupid!

An Xiaoyue put together three outfits, tried them on one by one, and then chose two of them to pay for.

Shui Xie Ju has a dryer, and Cui Ma takes the clothes to be washed every day. Two sets are enough for changing.

However, when it came time to pay, An Xiaoyue saw something for babies, and the product name was a bib.

The fabric is like hospital gauze, very soft, and has little mushroom patterns on it, which is very cute.

She couldn't resist and took one, placing it on the counter to pay.

"Hello customer, the total is 3689 yuan."

It's expensive, but that's okay.

An Xiaoyue took out her gold card in front of Fu Shengyang and said, "Swipe this."

Fu Shengyang raised an eyebrow.

He had initially thought that the woman might refuse to use his card for the sake of her so-called pride, and he disliked being coy and hesitant in such matters.

An Xiaoyue's decisiveness and straightforwardness suited his wishes.

An Xiaoyue thought that he had some thoughts about her using the gold card given to her by Cui Ma.

She handed the card to Fu Shengyang, "This was given to me by Aunt Cui, can I use it?"

The shop assistants all looked over, and Fu Shengyang's expression stiffened before he spoke domineeringly.

"You are my wife now, and you don't need my permission to use my money!"

An inexplicable strange feeling arose in An Xiaoyue's heart.

But he probably did this because she was pregnant with his child!

Thinking about this, the reason why Fu Shengyang suddenly abandoned his work to wait for her to choose clothes became clear.

Most likely, it was because he was dissatisfied with her words and actions just now and wanted to remind her of something.

After all, she's an outsider, and that person is his aunt. It's quite embarrassing to cause such a scene in public.

After paying the bill, Shang Qi went to get her car first, while Fu Shengyang and she waited at the mall entrance.

"If Grandpa asks, just say that your aunt helped you buy these. Your aunt is the only child Grandpa has by his side, so you can't make him sad."

“When I left, Aunt Cui told me that I knew.”

"Okay." Fu Shengyang felt that having a sharp mind really saved him trouble.

Today's events made it clear to him that An Xiaoyue indeed had no connection with the Jiang family.

He had misunderstood An Xiaoyue before and was on guard at every turn; this was just a way of making amends.

An Xiaoyue waited for a few minutes, but Fu Shengyang did not say anything more.

It seems that Fu Shengyang had nothing to say about her actions, but he just didn't want his grandfather to be saddened by what had just happened.

"I need to see my mom after I finish eating, and I have a class this afternoon, a prenatal care class..." An Xiaoyue mustered up her courage and asked, hoping that Fu Shengyang wouldn't squeeze her schedule so tightly, "Could it be three classes a week?"

"No, you can have it tonight."

"Fine," An Xiaoyue resigned herself to her fate.

Fu Wantang left angrily. Instead of going home, she dialed Ruan Jingyi's number.