Dark sugar is hard to prevent

Chapter 205
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Tang Xi'en was obviously frightened, and quickly stepped back a few steps, and retreated into Fu Shiyu's arms.

Fu Shiyu embraced her, walked over and glanced at the cat's eyes, and said impatiently: "Really, what is she doing here so late?"

Rao Tang Xi'en, who has always had a strong psychological quality, was a little panicked at this time, and slipped out of Fu Shiyu's arms: "Then I go to hide in the room?"

"Hide from what?" Fu Shiyu grabbed the rabbit ears on the hat of her pajamas, "You're not a mistress."

"Ok."

"Then I opened the door?"

"Ok!"

Tang Xi'en scratched his messy hair, straightened his pajamas, and stood behind Fu Shiyu.

The moment the door opened, Mrs. Fu raised her eyes from the screen of her mobile phone. When she saw her son, she first smiled. The next moment, when she saw Tang Xien standing behind him, her amorous face flashed with astonishment and surprise. , angry, even sad.

But after all, it was the rich wife who had seen the storm, she quickly regained her composure, her cold eyes swept back and forth on Tang Xien a few times, and she asked coldly, "Why is Mr. Tang here?"

"Ms. Liang, are you asking this knowingly?" Fu Shiyu made a gesture to close the door, "Are you going to come in or not? If you don't, I will close the door."

"You, Yu'er!" Mrs. Fu was angry, but she still took a few steps inside.

She was wearing a knee-length fur coat, and the pair of high-heeled shoes of a certain luxury brand on her feet cost six figures of RMB.When she came in from the door, Tang Xien smelled a very elegant perfume.

Fu Shiyu closed the door impatiently, then held Tang Xi'en's hand tightly, and walked towards the living room together.

Mrs. Fu sat on the sofa, put a bag worth six figures on the coffee table, took off the expensive fur coat and put it beside her, sitting in a dignified and elegant posture with her back straight.

Tang Xi'en followed Fu Shiyu and smiled sweetly at Mrs. Fu: "Good evening, Auntie, please sit down first, I'll make some tea."

After speaking, he slipped to the kitchen.

After a while, when she went out with scented tea and cherries, Mrs. Fu was staring at Fu Shiyu. Seeing her coming, she raised her eyes and glanced at her: "President Tang, come and sit down."

"it is good."

Tang Xi'en went over with the plate in both hands, and Fu Shiyu quickly got up to help her take it together: "Come on, sit with me." Saying that, he pulled her to sit beside him.

Mrs. Fu had never seen her son speak so softly, she was stunned immediately, and soon, that feeling of anger and aggrieved came up again.

His own son had always spoken to her coldly and bluntly, but he spoke softly to such a woman who came from nowhere.

That was her son who was born in October!

Mrs. Fu was angry and sad, her delicate eyes turned into ice skates, and she slashed at Tang Xi'en bitterly: "I won't talk nonsense, but do you know that I have already helped Yu'er find a marriage partner?"

As soon as these words came out, Fu Shiyu put down the cherries he was picking in his hand, as if he wanted to argue with Mrs. Fu.Tang Xi'en grabbed his arm in time, motioning him not to speak.

She looked at Mrs. Fu and shook her head: "I don't know."

"Then I'll tell you now."

Tang Xi'en smiled, stood up and poured a cup of scented tea for Mrs. Fu, and said softly, "Shi Yu is in a relationship with me now, Auntie, you introduce other girls to him when he has a girlfriend, it doesn't seem very good ? I don’t respect other girls very much, after all, I pushed her to the position of mistress.”

It seems that she did not expect that a young girl like Tang Xi'en would be able to bring the matter to the table for discussion when the man's mother personally said that she had found a marriage partner for him. He nodded angrily and said, "I should have guessed that it's not easy for a woman like you to be the legal general manager of Fu Corporation!"

"People are complicated. There are no simple people nowadays." Tang Xien also poured a cup of scented tea for Fu Shiyu and herself. While pouring the tea, she focused on the movements of her hands, but her face was always with a smile.

Mrs. Fu was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood, and finally realized that talking to Tang Xi'en by herself was of no benefit.This woman's psychological quality is too strong, what's going on, she can still pour tea and drink tea on the ground, leaving other girls behind, her eyes should have turned red with fright.

Mrs. Fu remembered that before marrying Fu Zhengye, when Fu Shiyu's grandma talked to her, she was so frightened that her palms sweated. Standing strong, how could Tang Xi'en be as relaxed as Tang Xi'en is now, and answer questions fluently.

The son is no longer in control, and there will be another daughter-in-law who is more difficult to deal with than the son. In the future, besides Fu Zhengye, will anyone else be willing to listen to her when she speaks in the Fu family? !

Not being able to control her daughter-in-law means that her grandson won't listen to her, so what hope does she have for the rest of her life? !

Mrs. Fu hated her so much that she fixed her eyes on Tang Xi'en.

Tang Xi'en always had a smile on her face. When Fu Shiyu picked the cherries on the porcelain plate, she pushed them to Mrs. Fu first, and said politely, "Auntie, eat some cherries."

Mrs. Fu's teeth were about to be gritted, she didn't want to stay in this place for a moment, and she was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood when she saw this fox-like woman.

She had made an agreement with Jian Ning's mother a few years ago that she would definitely let Jian Ning marry into the Fu family in the future. Now that such a woman was killed halfway, how could she explain to the Jian family? !

No, she must drive Tang Xien away!

Mrs. Fu tried her best to calm herself down, slowly removed the anger on her face, tried her best to force a smile, and said to Fu Shiyu: "Yu'er, can you avoid it for a while, I want to say a few words to Mr. Tang."

Fu Shiyu raised his eyes vigilantly, and had no intention of avoiding it at all: "What are you trying to say that I can't listen to?"

Mrs. Fu gritted her teeth and looked at Tang Xi'en: "Mr. Tang, why don't we talk inside?"

"Need not."

Tang Xi'en smiled, looked over Fu Shiyu's shoulder, looked at the washing machine in the laundry room with the green light on, raised his hand and pushed Fu Shiyu: "The clothes in the washing machine seem to be finished, you go to dry them, otherwise the shirt will be wrinkled .”

When it came to the shirt, Fu Shiyu got up quickly: "Hey, my shirt, don't ruin it."

Mrs. Fu twitched the corners of her mouth, and her mood fluctuated again after she had just calmed down. With a straight face, she reprimanded: "You live with Yu'er, and you didn't deal with his clothes?"

"He was afraid that I would ruin his shirt, so he was the one who handled the clothes."

"How do you distribute housework?"

"Whoever has time will do it." Tang Xi'en said this in a more tactful manner, and did not tell Mrs. Fu that after she went to work, Fu Shiyu was basically responsible for the housework.

But for Mrs. Fu who thinks that her son has golden fingers and his hands cannot touch the spring water, the six words "whoever has time will do it" is undoubtedly equivalent to "my son often does housework"!
She was going crazy, she felt that Tang Xi'en was useless at all.

Originally, I planned to persuade Tang Xi'en, but now I didn't want to say a word. I stood up, put on my fur coat, put on my handbag, turned around, looked down at Tang Xi'en, and said disdainfully, "Should I make a count? How much is it?" Are you willing to leave my son?"

　Three shifts today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)