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

An Xiaoyue sat on the sofa, pouting, flipping through her newly bought comics.

As for the content of the comic, she didn't think about it at all.

Footsteps came from the stairs, and judging from the strides, it was indeed Fu Shengyang.

Hmph~ What an annoying person.

An Xiaoyue shifted her body and sat with her back to the door; she didn't want to see Fu Shengyang's face.

After Fu Shengyang finished dancing, he suddenly missed An Xiaoyue.

I've been busy with year-end work lately and haven't had a proper chat with her or read her bedtime stories.

Faced with toasts and drinks from a group of high-ranking leaders, he excused himself, saying he had work to attend to, and left immediately.

"I'm back," he said happily.

The person on the sofa didn't move, not even glancing at him.

The atmosphere was clearly off.

"What's wrong?" He squatted down next to An Xiaoyue, his hand naturally placed on her leg.

An Xiaoyue lifted her foot and flicked away his annoying hand.

Fu Shengyang was puzzled. Had he offended Xiaoyue?

She ignored Fu Shengyang, her cold gaze fixed on his tie.

With puffed-out cheeks, he said, "Give it back to me."

"The tie, wasn't it a gift from you? Why do I have to return it?"

"Give it back to me!" An Xiaoyue stubbornly repeated the sentence, reaching out to pull it away.

"well."

Fu Shengyang held her hand. Although he didn't know why she was angry, he figured it was always better to go along with her for now.

"I'll do it, I'll solve it."

As soon as Fu Shengyang took off his tie, An Xiaoyue snatched it away and quickly got up and left.

She opened the drawer in the room, but there wasn't a single pair of scissors.

"Xiaoyue, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with your tie?"

"I want scissors."

Her teary eyes stared at Fu Shengyang, stubborn tears welling up in her reddened eyes.

"Okay, I'll find it for you. Wait for me on the sofa."

She was still barefoot; the wooden floor was quite cold. Tomorrow, someone will have to lay down warm, fluffy carpets all over the room.

Fu Shengyang quickly went downstairs and found scissors.

"I can give it to you, but you..."

"Don't worry, I'm more skilled with knives and scissors than you are." After all, she had dissected and sutured quite a few pig skins, hearts, and stomachs. "I won't hurt myself."

Fu Shengyang knew she was angry, but he didn't know why.

He had no choice but to do whatever An Xiaoyue said and go along with her, letting her vent her emotions first.

Fu Shengyang only realized what was happening when An Xiaoyue took the scissors and cut the tie.

Of all the things he did today, the only thing that would make Xiaoyue angry was dancing.

Did Zhong Lingxi tell her, or did Ruan Jingyi tell her herself?

She cut a perfectly good tie into pieces of cloth before finally putting down the scissors.

Throughout the entire process, he did not say a word to disturb her.

"May I start cleaning now?" Fu Shengyang asked.

After cutting the tie, An Xiaoyue calmed down considerably.

She was stunned when Fu Shengyang asked her that question.

He actually went along with her like a mother, and even after she finished venting her emotions, he would ask if it was time to clean up.

Even if she cuts her expensive tie, she doesn't ask why?

His tone remained calm as he spoke.

"Aren't you angry?" An Xiaoyue asked him, glancing sideways.

Fu Shengyang looked at her, his tone worried, "Are you still angry?"

An Xiaoyue was taken aback. "You know I'm angry."

“It’s obvious.” Fu Shengyang acknowledged her emotions. “I know you’re angry because of what happened between me and Ruan Jingyi.”

"Yes, but also no."

"Hmm?" He was happy that she was willing to communicate and exchange ideas. "What do you mean?"

Knowing that she was angry with Ruan Jingyi made him even happier.

He was six years older than Xiaoyue and had more experience, so he could understand many things at a glance.

Xiaoyue, however, is a different story.

Xiaoyue's absent-mindedness is what makes her so fun.

“You wore the tie I picked out to dance with Ruan Jingyi. You clearly know how Ruan Jingyi feels about you.”

Hmm, the air smells a bit acidic.

Fu Shengyang smiled in a good mood, discerning her emotions, "Wife, have you been craving sour foods lately?"

An Xiaoyue frowned unhappily. They hadn't even talked about food yet!

She turned her head angrily, "I don't love you."

"Dancing with employees is a tradition of Changfeng Group."

Fu Shengyang squatted down in front of her to explain, placing his hands on either side of her body to prevent her from getting up and leaving.

"I'll cancel this tradition next year. Dancing is a bit boring. Let's find something more fun to get everyone involved. The company always needs to innovate."

Fu Shengyang took her hand and asked her softly, "Xiaoyue, isn't that right?"

For some reason, hearing Fu Shengyang say that made her feel elated.

Fu Shengyang respected her feelings and explained to her.

To be precise, he was coaxing her.

But she remained calm, and her words carried a hint of jealousy that she herself was unaware of.

"Whatever, it's your company's business, it has nothing to do with me. Anyway, I won't be giving you any more gifts. You can dance with whoever you want."

"Oh, so what's making you angry is that I danced with someone else."

"No," An Xiaoyue denied loudly, "What makes me angry is that you wore the tie I picked out to hug Ruan Jingyi, and you knew perfectly well..."

An Xiaoyue's gaze fell on their clasped hands, then looked at the handsome face before her, and suddenly she felt disgusted.

"You held her hand, and she touched your shoulder."

She pulled her hand away, stepped on his thigh with her foot, and leaned back to get further away from him.

"You're dirty, stay away from me."

Fu Shengyang smiled, his eyebrows twitching slightly. "Keep reading your book. When your husband comes out after washing up, he'll help you vent your anger, okay?"

An Xiaoyue looked away, her words sharp and sarcastic, "Who asked you to vent your anger?"

Fu Sheng knew that he had coaxed the man enough, so he picked up the tie that was no longer recognizable from its original state.

As long as Xiaoyue is happy, she can cut whatever she wants.

Fu Shengyang left, and An Xiaoyue sat blankly on the sofa.

She was reflecting on herself.

How could you just cut up such an expensive item like that?

How did you become so willful?

Have you forgotten the days when you couldn't even afford a cup of fruit tea, and were reluctant to spend an extra steamed bun?

An Xiaoyue, you don't appreciate things at all.

Those were bought with money, you can't be so reckless next time!

"Jingle Bell……"

The phone rang from the crack in the sofa; it was an unknown number.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she answered immediately.

"Hello, this is An Xiaoyue."

Her voice betrayed a hint of nervousness.

"good evening."

It was the voice of Academician Leng Shide.

He actually called her personally; was it good news or to comfort her?

An Xiaoyue gripped the phone tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Good evening, Academician Leng.

"I'm calling you to tell you that I fully appreciate your thoughts on the current employment situation for doctors."

An Xiaoyue pursed her lips and nodded emphatically, "Mm."

"From now on, please continue to maintain your ability to identify and think critically about problems."

An Xiaoyue's heart skipped a beat.

after?

It means she failed the interview and he called to comfort her.

An Xiaoyue relaxed her tense back and sat back on the sofa.

"Academician Leng, thank you, I'll remember that."

It seems she still needs to work harder.