President Fu's new wife

Chapter 563 Mr. Fu Works for His Ex-Wife (1)
"I know, it's the second marriage!" The little girl blinked her innocent eyes and looked like I was very smart.

Xiaoxing smiled: "Before my father had a child with his ex-wife, my mother was worried that the child would not get along with me, so she sent me abroad to be fostered in a boarding school. I have been abroad since kindergarten and only came back See you again, my parents."

The little girl looked at her in surprise: "How could your mother be so cruel, haven't you seen each other for more than ten years?"

"Yeah, so after hearing your sister's story, don't you think it's cruel to come back every year to see your parents?"

With her gentle voice, the girl shook her head vigorously: "At least my parents left me to make money for me, and they didn't send me away."

In fact, happiness is like this. Compared with your unsatisfactory, you will be happy.

Xiao Xing looked at her with his arms around her shoulders, and then fell asleep in the tent.

In other words, there are so many mosquitoes on the mountain, but they use mugwort leaves to smoke the mosquitoes, but it seems...it doesn't work very well.

Ai Ye's smoke was still rising, but Xiao Xing felt that he was about to be bitten to death by mosquitoes.

However, when she turned over, she opened her eyes and saw the little girl sleeping so soundly beside her.

A child who is only eight or nine years old is so sensible, her heart is warm, but before she has time to express herself, she sees a mosquito land on the little girl's face, so she raises her hand and gently slaps the mosquito. After flying away, she took the flashlight she had prepared and shone inside, and then started to fight mosquitoes.

Of course, in the other tents, in fact, they all acted the same way.

But after Fu Zhi put the child to sleep, he stayed on the first floor. He Yue walked up behind him, looked at him in a daze, and said, "What are you thinking?"

"Where's her easel?"

"In the warehouse, she said she would never paint again." He Yue said bluntly, also wanting to see her son's performance.

He was standing in front of the table, with his sexy fingers resting on her desk, his eyes drooping and looking at the empty space.

After He Yue finished speaking, he turned around and went upstairs. He sat in her usual place, thinking about it with his mobile phone, and wanted to send her a message to ask if it was safe.

But he didn't send a word, and finally deleted all of them, and he put the phone on the table again.

His deep eyes slightly raised, looking at the big vase outside the corner of the table, his eyes gradually became suspicious.

I can't help but be curious about the painting scroll inside.

He stood in front of the vase and took out a scroll, and when his pretty fingers held the scroll, he slowly opened it...

He thought it might be children playing on it.

Or maybe it was him, because he had seen her paint him too.

When Rumo's eyes squinted and opened one after another, the expression in the eyes became more and more indifferent.

When the table is full of curled scrolls, the vase is empty.

He looked at the desk full of...

But it turned out to be just some blank paper.

It turned out that she didn't draw anything at all.

It's a presumptuous one, but it's empty.

The next day, Xiaoxing and the others were going to other places, so they wanted to say goodbye. The little girl looked at her: "Sister, will you come back?"

"I may not come back immediately, but I will definitely come back to see you. I put my contact information in your schoolbag. If it is not convenient to call, you can also write to me." She said softly.

"Sister, I will believe in you. My parents left me because they love me and want me to live a good life. Sister, I will definitely believe that one day our family will get together. At that time, sister, you must I know." The little girl watched their car set off, but kept chasing after it and kept shouting.

At this moment, many people shed tears, but they still had to rush to a very special family, and the children in that family were even more pitiful.

The issue of trust was a thorn in her heart.

She loves him so much, but she can no longer trust him.

If two people don't even know how to communicate well, don't even know how to trust each other, isn't it a waste of time to stay together?

Or maybe it's time to say those two words.

It was already midnight on the third day when Xiaoxing returned home. There was no welcome from the children or anyone as he once said. The unit sent her directly to the door of the house before leaving.

At that time, their home was already pitch black, but her heart seemed to have met the warm sun in the morning.

After putting the suitcase at the door, she took the bag and went upstairs directly. She had to go see the siblings first, and then go back to her room and sleep until she woke up naturally.

Both siblings were sleeping soundly in the room, completely unaware that their mother was back.

And Xiao Xing couldn't help but feel full when he saw them sleeping soundly, and then looked up at the temperature of the air conditioner, they were all good.

The door was closed softly, and she went back to her room lightly and fell asleep lying on the edge of the bed without taking a shower.

It was as if he was falling apart, and finally he was on his own bed again.

In the morning, when Sister Zhang went to clean, she saw the suitcase at the door: "Young Mistress is back?"

Sister Wang stepped forward and couldn't help laughing: "I must have come back in the middle of the night last night."

When He Yue came out, she saw Sister Wang dragging her suitcase to be taken upstairs: "Xiao Xing is back?"

"Yes, I should have come back in the middle of the night last night, and the suitcase was left at the door."

He Yue nodded, thinking about the scene in the bedroom, couldn't help laughing, then turned to Sister Wang and said, "I'll send it up later."

Sister Wang seemed to have just remembered something, and immediately nodded in agreement.

When the sun shone into the comfortable big bed, the man with the perfect figure lay on his side on the bed and stared at the woman beside him for a long time.

The tiredness on her face was so strong, she must have suffered a lot in the past few days.

A pair of deep eyes under the sword eyebrows quietly examined the woman in front of them. They had been licensed for three years.

It's just that on her hand next to her cheek, that inferior ring, and those eyes gradually drooping.

When Xiaoxing opened her eyes, she felt that she was being watched. There was a warm chest in front of her. She was familiar with it, but now it was a little strange.

Slowly raising her eyes, her face, which was warmed by a night's sleep, became more and more rosy.

The half-dead face that tortured her was gradually enlarged in front of her eyes.

The next moment he got up from the bed and sat beside him and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I was there last night." He said lightly.

Xiao Xing looked at him in shock: "You were there last night?"

The atmosphere in the room was a bit weird, and she seemed to be deflated.

He laughed and sat up too: "Yeah, it's just that you were probably too tired to notice, so you fell asleep after lying down."

(End of this chapter)