President Fu's new wife

Chapter 7
"I'm serious. I think it's good now. If you feel guilty, please make it up to me in the future." After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

The room fell silent again, the soft and gentle voice just now seemed like a hallucination.

And she was holding the mobile phone in her hand, just looking out of the window silently, it was so silent that her heart seemed to be numb.

Zhuo's mother called again at seven o'clock. She just got into bed and was about to fall asleep, but she was so tired that she didn't want to get up again.

Zhuo's mother became anxious all of a sudden, and said to her husband sitting on the sofa, "Isn't my daughter doing something stupid because she can't think about it?"

"No, no, no, don't talk nonsense, Xiao Xing is not the kind of kid who likes to get into horns." Zhuo Yuqing enlightened.

"I really regret it. Why did I do that to my daughter? If she really can't think about it or is unhappy for the rest of her life, how can I live?" Xingmei said, tears fell.

"If you are really worried, go and have a look, don't think about it, or you will have a headache later." Zhuo Yuqing looked at his wife's sad look and comforted her.

"That's right, I'll go and have a look so I can rest assured!" Xingmei said and really wanted to go.

Zhuo Yuqing shook his head helplessly, and the next moment he pulled her to sit next to him: "She is just pregnant and her body must be weak. Did you forget that when you were pregnant, you wanted to sleep on the bed every day? Look at the time now." , Eighty percent of them are sleeping."

Xingmei thought of this question before she became a little rational: "Yes, yes, she may also be prone to sleepiness when she is pregnant like me."

"Of course, up to you."

Xingmei couldn't help laughing when she heard her husband's words. With such a husband to tease her, she would not feel that her life had little meaning. Although there was a big difference in age between the husband and wife, she felt very warm in this home.

I don't know how many people called her in the morning. Anyway, she got up because she was thirsty. She took two big sips from the water cup and then picked up the phone on the coffee table to check. My God, it was already past nine o'clock.

There are two calls from the newspaper office, two calls from Xingmei, and one... She has seen this number several times, and she remembers about four numbers, so she calls back to him: "Hey, Mr. Fu What do you want from me?"

Mr. Fu had already arrived at the door of her house, and when he received the call, he only said lightly: "Open the door!"

She was taken aback: "Huh?"

"I'm at your door, you open the door!"

"Oh!" When she was standing at the door in a sexy purple nightdress, she saw him standing in front of her in a black suit, but his face seemed very unhappy.

"How do you know I live here?"

He pondered slightly, his eyes wanting to look into her clothes.

Zhuo Xing felt something was wrong, and immediately leaned against the door to let him in: "Wait a minute, I'll change clothes!"

Then he ran into the house with bare feet. He sat on the sofa and frowned, looking at this small space, which was not as big as a corner of his office. She actually lived in such a small house.

The Zhuo family is a rich family, and the daughter actually lives in a house of more than 60 square meters. If it's not that her parents don't agree with her moving out, or she insists on moving out, the old man cut off her small coffers.

It was too easy for him to know where she was.

Zhuo Xing opened the cupboard and looked at the clothes in the closet. Perhaps there was a man there today, and he even rummaged through it, and finally took out the white one. She is a woman who pays attention to dressing up in front of people.

He would be a little tired if he stayed on the sofa, and decided to come to her today. He went to bed very late last night, but when the door of the bedroom was opened and she came out in a white knee-length dress, he just looked stunned. looking at her.

She closed the door gently, looking at his profound eyes noncommittal: "I don't have to go to work today, so I can dress casually."

Comfortable fabric, if there is no accident, she should go shopping with her buddies later.

"What do you want from me?" Because the living room at home is not big, so there is only one sofa, she habitually sat on the bar not far from the sofa and asked curiously.

"Huh? Go get the certificate." He almost couldn't look away, and then said calmly.

She was about to pour water for him, when she got up from the bar counter in shock when she heard those words: "What?"

"I said we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage certificate later! Go and change into something brighter."

Although the white color is beautiful, he still feels that he should wear it brighter on such a day.

Zhuo Xing stood there stunned, just as she was about to say something, she suddenly felt her stomach churning. She ran to the bathroom and raised her hand to signal him to wait.

Fu Zhi just froze on the sofa, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, is this a pregnancy reaction?

When she came out of the bathroom after vomiting, the blood on her rosy little face was gone, and she was not well.

His brows and eyes were even more melancholy: "If you don't feel well, we can wait for another day."

She shook her hand and walked into the bedroom without looking at him: "You can wait until I feel comfortable. I'll come after I change my clothes. You can do what you want!"

She was quite polite to him, and always loved the word 'you' to respect him.

He leaned on the sofa and waited for her, but he seemed to be in a hurry when he thought of what she said just now.

She was still choosing clothes, but a phone call came from home. He looked at the word "Mother" on the phone, with mixed emotions flashing in his eyes, and answered immediately: "Take your daughter-in-law back for dinner tonight."

Ms. Fu's mother, Ms. He Yue, thought she was dreaming when she heard this: "What?"

He raised his free hand and gently pinched the space between his brows: "Go back to dinner with Zhuo Xing tonight."

He Yue was so excited that he couldn't laugh, his son finally figured it out.

She came out wearing a floral floral dress with a white background, holding a small red shawl in her hand: "Is this the most colorful dress I have?"

She was helpless, she didn't like to wear bright red, it was too conspicuous, and the shawl in her hand was a gift from the mall when she went shopping with her best friend, and she wanted to cry when she put it on in front of him.

He got up, then walked to her side and looked her over: "Take off the shawl!"

It really doesn't match.

So she was also relieved, she put on a chiffon skirt and went downstairs with him.

She saw a jewelry store on the way: "Stop!"

"Wait for me in the car, I'll go shopping!"

She said that she had got out of the car with her bag, and her steps were beautiful. He leaned in the car and watched her go in and be taken to a place by the staff. What is she buying?
"Give me the red one!"

She also felt that getting a certificate should be festive, but she didn't feel festive at all, so she worked hard on her wrist, and that time she happened to see a bracelet.

(End of this chapter)