President Fu's new wife

Chapter 373 Husband and wife are hungry together (1)
Hua En glanced at him with cold eyes: "They don't care about my affairs, and I don't need them to care about my affairs."

He laughed: "Now everyone is avoiding me, why do you still come?"

Hua En lowered his eyes and didn't look at him anymore, but just stood aside and didn't let him look at himself: "No one avoids you, at least your family is looking forward to your recovery."

He looked at her somewhat lonely back: "Except for the family."

"It was Li Yang's idea to take care of you. Li Yang arranged for me and Zhou Yuanyuan to take care of you and your girlfriend—"

Speaking of his girlfriend, he finally lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

Hua En realized that he had said the wrong thing, turned around and looked at his indifferent and sullen look, and couldn't help but want to beat himself up, he was so stupid.

"I have no other meaning, sorry!" I didn't want to say anything.

"Since you took care of me when I was in a coma a while ago, will you continue to stay until I am discharged from the hospital?"

Hua En looked at him, then smiled: "No, I have no obligation."

She was telling the truth, and he didn't force it anymore.

While Xiao Xing was preparing lunch for Zhuo Liang at home, people from Jewelry City suddenly arrived.

"Young Mistress, this is the most valuable jewelry in our jewelry city. The president has told me that as long as it is the best and most valuable, it will be prepared for you."

Zhuo Xing sat on the sofa and leaned over to pick up the box, but she was dazzled after opening it, the jewelry was really dazzling, she smiled and closed the box again.

But he nodded to the high-level executive who came to deliver the jewelry, and said with a smile, "I'll accept it. Thank you for coming so far."

When the staff members left, she glanced at the jewelry box on the table, got up and walked upstairs.

Opening that drawer, there were already nearly twenty boxes, large and small.

She thought, she was actually a little rich woman.

Then he went downstairs to deliver the stewed soup to Zhuo Liang and his father.

When she arrived at the hospital with big bags and small bags, she saw her husband chatting with Zhuo Liang, and the two men felt hungry when they saw her carrying the thermos.

"It's rare to eat soup made by my sister." Zhuo Liang said with a smile.

Xiao Xing didn't say anything, just walked up to put down the thermos.

"Xiao Xing's craftsmanship is hundreds of times better than that of the senior chefs in the restaurant."

Only then did Xiao Xing raise his eyes to look at him, those ink-like eyes were full of affection...

Fu Zhi looked at the woman beside him who was serving the soup, the spoon and the bowl were being held by those catkins, his gentle movements made him jealous of those tableware.

Zhuo Liang watched Zhuo Xing ignore Fu Zhi, his brows and eyes moved slightly but he smiled very happily, Xiao Xing gave him the soup: "Be careful it's hot!"

Fu Zhi watched the bowl of soup made by his wife arrive in the hands of his uncle, and couldn't help but feel the urge to strangle him to death: "Zhuo Liang, please be careful!"

Zhuo Liang held the bowl in his hand: "Don't worry, I will be careful!"

The deep black eyes looked at each other, and the fight between the brows and eyes of the two big men forced the corners of their mouths into a beautiful arc.

Talking and smelling the smell, the aroma is really tangy: "Zhuo Xing, you are not kind, I haven't seen you cook at home for several years before I got married."

"Where is my mother's turn?" Xiao Xing said, and then walked to the window to look at the scenery outside: "Has Hua En been here?"

Zhuo Liang lowered his head to drink the soup and stopped talking.

Xiao Xing turned around, looked at his elder brother who he didn't want to talk about and laughed: "Anyway, he has been serving you for nearly a month, so you always have to express it all at once?"

Zhuo Liang frowned: "How do you say that? She doesn't need money, and I don't open gold mines either."

Fu Zhi laughed: "Are you afraid that you won't be able to buy gold mines if you have money?"

Zhuo Liang glared at him: "Which eye do you see that I am rich?"

Fu Zhi frowned: "Either of my eyes looks at you really poorly."

"Can you say that again?"

"You don't like to say that you are rich, and you don't like to say that you are poor. You are really hard to get rid of."

Xiao Xing stepped forward and glared at him: "Is that how you bully the injured?"

Fu Zhi looked up at his domineering little wife: "I was injured too."

Xiao Xing raised his eyes slightly: "Where?"

He reached out and grabbed her catkin and placed it on his chest. She almost fell into her arms but he pushed him hard: "You don't come here."

Then he took the bag and went out: "You two continue to chat, I will go to the next door to chat with my mother for a while."

He left without looking back, Fu Zhi sat there watching her leaving back and lowered his eyes helplessly, Zhuo Liang was still drinking the soup: "Give me another bowl!"

Fu Zhi frowned, serving soup for his wife and breastfeeding his children in this life, but he had never done such things for others: "Are you handicapped?"

"I'm in pain!" Zhuo Liang immediately acted out a scene of distress.

Fu Zhi glared at him, took the bowl helplessly, touched the temperature of the bowl with his sexy fingers, and immediately thought of the woman's action of filling the soup silently just now.

Zhuo Liang asked, "Does she know?"

Fu Zhi nodded: "People from the police station went to find my mother that day, and she happened to be in the old house."

Zhuo Liang laughed: "Forget it, anyway, I can't hide this matter forever."

Fu Zhi thought the same way, only knowing that she was there that day and let the police station go.

He couldn't say he regretted it, but he felt uncomfortable seeing her holding a breath in her heart, and wanted to help her get over it, but her stubborn nature couldn't make her go through with a few words.

She herself said that she understood everything.

It wasn't him who she was angry with, but he was implicated.

Fu Zhi was actually very lucky, he even thought about her running away from home with the child in her arms, and he would understand if she really wanted to get angry and leave, but when she got home, she cooked a meal and waited for him, everything was not the same as usual What a difference.

After apologizing to her, she also said that she understood, so the rest was left to time to solve.

Xiao Xing's body gradually recovered, and when negotiating with the editor in the coffee shop, the editor said: "Our magazine wants to do an exclusive interview about Xiao You, but I learned that in addition to accepting interviews with you Zhuo Ji in recent years, I have never been interviewed by other newspapers or magazines."

Xiao Xing laughed: "You also know that I am just a writer now."

She glanced at the notebook on the table, she didn't talk much.

"You can mention the remuneration, and as long as you do well in this matter, the most prominent places in our magazine will be reserved for you. What do you think of this condition?"

Xiao Xing still smiled slightly: "I won't do any more interviews." Especially Xiao You's interview.

She thought, she didn't need to make any more troubles.

(End of this chapter)