Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   "That me..." After all, so many friends were watching by the side of the road. After the girl turned pale for a while, she didn't want to lose face in front of her friends.

   "Husband, the little bun said she was a little hungry, let's go home."

  Han Xiaoye interrupted her just at this moment.

  Fu Zhiyan focused all his attention on her long-lost husband, and didn't even hear the next words clearly.

   The bottomless eagle eyes clearly flashed surprises.

  Han Xiaoye's face was hot and flustered, he really didn't dare to look directly at what he said just now, and put him on his arm like a thief, "Let's go, let's go, it's very late."

"……Okay."

   Don't say she wants to leave now, even if she wants to see the stars in the sky, Fu Zhiyan will agree to her.

   The two of them left as soon as they said it, bypassing the girl in front of them, leaving the girl alone in the wind...

  …

   As soon as you get in the car.

  Han Xiaoye immediately let go of the hand holding his shoulder, with an electric shock posture, which was completely different from the intimacy just now.

  Fu Zhiyan got into the car to help her fasten her seat belt, stepped on the accelerator, and the Land Rover drove smoothly to Yard No. 1.

   Tonight, Kitty Fu and Aunt Liu were not around, and the house became quiet all of a sudden.

   As soon as Fu Zhiyan entered the door, he went straight to the kitchen and said to her, "You go to take a bath first, I'll cook some porridge for you, and I'll serve it for you when it's ready."

   "No, I actually..." Han Xiaoye was embarrassed to death.

   She wasn't actually hungry, she just said that she was hungry just to let the girl know that this man is in control.

   "Huh?" The man who had rolled up his sleeves looked back at her.

  Han Xiaoye's words got stuck in his mouth, he twitched the corners of his mouth, biting his head, "Actually, I'm a little hungry, let's just forget about the porridge, I want to eat noodles,"

   "I want more vinegar."

   "Well, you go up first, I'll serve it up when I'm done."

  Han Xiaoye went upstairs.

  Fu Zhiyan quickly cooked the noodles and poured a little more vinegar for her to serve.

  In the bedroom, the little woman with short hair had just finished taking a shower and changed into pajamas. Seeing the hot, good-looking noodles, she couldn't help eating half a bowl. She couldn't eat the last bit, so she put down her chopsticks. He hiccupped awkwardly, then leaned back on the chair.

  Fu Zhiyan got up and put away the tableware and chopsticks, and said, "Brush your teeth and go to bed, it's already very late."

"that……"

  Han Xiaoye was tangled.

   "I'll sleep in the kitten's room tonight."

   The man who was about to go downstairs with a bowl paused and turned his head.

"Well, Kitten isn't here, I miss him, I'd better go to his room and sleep." Han Xiaoye insisted that he felt too stiff, so he had to change the subject, "I don't know if Kitten has any. Go to sleep, he didn't reply to my text messages, should he be asleep? Or did he deliberately not reply? I'll send him a message later, but if he falls asleep, it will wake him up It's not good..."

  Fu Zhiyan listened to her nonsense, Jun interrupted her expressionlessly, "Why are you going to sleep in Mu Ye's room?"

  Han Xiaoye was startled by the question, and embarrassedly repeated the reason he just said, "I miss him."

  Damn, this reason is too shabby, she doesn't believe it herself.

  But...but...

  Han Xiaoye was upset.

  Especially Fu Zhiyan kept looking at her as if he had seen her through, and her heart was even more chaotic.

   She forced out a mocking smile, "I'm not used to the kitten's absence tonight, so I want to be with him..."

   "You're not used to him being away from home before." Fu Zhiyan interrupted her directly.

   "I'm not used to it tonight." Han Xiaoye said stubbornly without looking into his eyes.

  “…”

  Fu Zhiyan's eagle eyes shrank into needle-pointed wheat, and the sharp pain like an electric shock hit his heart. He came back and put the bowl on the table again, approached her with a tall body, stretched out his hand to squeeze Han Xiaoye's chin, and forced her to look into his eyes, "Are you still angry?"

  “…”

   "Are you still mad at me?"

   "..." Han Xiaoye gritted his teeth, originally wanting to fool her with the wind, but no matter how hard she tried, the muscles on her face couldn't pull a smile. She simply stopped pretending, snapped the man's hand away, and stood up with a fighting little hen, "Why should I be angry with you? I did something wrong myself, and you taught me that I was right. It's because I didn't consider it comprehensively, because I didn't do it well, what right do I have to blame you?"

   That's what she said, but her tone didn't sound like she was unqualified, and she made it clear that she was angry.

   Fu Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief.

   This is the little rascal.

   Before, she pretended to be calm and calm, not at all like she should be.

  What a hoot, a hooligan who is full of energy!

He didn't speak, Han Xiaoye thought he was tacitly acknowledging the irony he just said, and when he was not angry, he stretched out his hand and shoved him twice on his shoulder, "Forget it, it's all my fault anyway. Right? I admit it was my fault. Get out of the way, I'm going to sleep with the kitten!"

   She only took a step. Fu Zhiyan grabbed her wrist and asked in a hoarse voice, "What about me?"

   "What about you, how do I know what about you."

  Han Xiaoye is full of anger. When she is angry, her face is full of anger, but it is extraordinarily energetic and painful.

"let go!"

  How could Fu Zhiyan let her go, put her fingers together, and wouldn't let her go even a single step, "You go to sleep at Muye's place, what about me?"

   "You sleep in your room." Han Xiaoye took it for granted.

  Fu Zhiyan curled his lips, "I have a wife."

   Nonsense!

   Of course she knows that he has a wife, isn't his wife her? But the problem is, she regards herself as his wife, what about him?

  Han Xiaoye felt sad when he thought about it, and even harder when he was so sad, "You have a wife who cares about me?"

   "I don't have the habit of staying alone in empty rooms." The arrogant man calmly.

   As usual, when Han Xiaoye heard such a tactful invitation, he was already swaying. Where can I be angry with him, the anger of the sky is gone.

   But this time is different, this time she is different from the previous ones, she is angry that he thinks he doesn't care about the child.

   This is completely different from the usual bickering and jealousy, and the nature is different. And when he went to talk to him, he directly asked her to get out of the office, and Han Xiaoye was brooding.

   So she just paused for a second, then struggled again, "What habits do you have has nothing to do with me, maybe it will have nothing to do with me in the future."

   Now there is another Bai Fumei who is chasing him shamelessly.

  The ghost knows when they will hook up.

  The strong woman is also afraid of being entangled by her husband, not to mention that a man is a wolf by nature, even if he doesn't eat the meat, it is still possible to lick it. She couldn't learn the good mentality of those rich wives, anyway, she absolutely couldn't stand Fu Zhiyan's cheating in any form. At that time, they may quarrel again, and then they get out of control and completely break up...