President Fu's new wife

Chapter 94 The New Good Wife Forcibly Drinks Alcohol (2)
"I used to call me in advance when there was a dinner party, but your phone didn't work, so I..."

While taking off his shoes and going to take off his coat, she accidentally bumped into his indifferent eyes, and suddenly felt something was wrong: "What's wrong?"

"Hmph, what a good wife." He said with a sneer, then took off his clothes and lay down on the bed and passed out.

Zhuo Xing stood up slowly, looking at the man on the bed who was still frowning after falling asleep, he didn't know where he had provoked him again.

He found a towel to wipe his feet, took off his clothes and covered him with a quilt, but sat beside him, staring at the towel in his hand in a daze.

What did he mean by that sentence?
"Who do you think you are?" Suddenly came out another sentence, neither serious nor serious.

Zhuo Xing turned to look at him, he turned over and continued to sleep.

She suddenly realized that her days had really gone too far.

Even if he rubs her belly every night, it's not love, it's just the most superficial impulse a man has for a woman at night.

Even if he couldn't help but choked up, even if he bought flowers and candy, no matter how softly he spoke, it wasn't because of love.

Obviously reminding myself not to make such a low-level mistake every day, but I still made it.

So what if the wedding is announced?
In the morning, she fell asleep in a daze, and he woke up.

When he opened his eyes and found that he was sleeping in a familiar place, he slightly lowered his eyes to look at the woman lying beside him, saw the changed clothes on his body, and then sat up.

He didn't bother her, and stared coldly at the tiredness on her face, then sighed slightly and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

She slowly opened her eyes, her bright eyes were filled with silence, but she was a little uneasy listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom.

When he came out, she was still lying on the bed, as if she was still asleep.

When he went out, she turned over and continued to lie on the bed. She was fine yesterday afternoon. How could it take so long for a meal?

In the morning, she drove to the old house, and there was still some milk, but it was not enough for a child. He Yue said directly that she had completely weaned off the milk and gave the child milk powder.

Zhuo Xing also agreed, but he had nothing else to do today, so he went to hold the child and give him some mother's food.

Looking at the little cute bun in his arms, all his troubles disappeared.

He Yue looked at her look full of longing: "Is it a bit unaccustomed not to live together at first? It will be fine when you go to work after a while."

Zhuo Xing nodded: "Yes."

Yan quickly finished work and went to his office: "Your wife called me in the middle of the night last night, should I call her back?"

His deep eyes shot at the dear assistant, and he asked, "What do you think?"

Today he has received calls from several people, saying that his wife is calling, but everyone is sleeping in the middle of the night.

She really cared about him. Although she was a little drunk, he could feel the worry in her eyes.

However, after last night, she would never let herself talk like that again.

Some concern, probably should not be said.she thinks.

"What's the matter? Are you not happy?" Yan Lian looked at him with a bad expression.

"It's okay!" He murmured softly.

Is it serious?
It's not serious and it's not serious.

It's just a wedding, whether you like it or not.

Does she have to love her to death to be satisfied?

Thinking about my feelings for her, I suddenly felt that it was okay.

Yan Lian was a little unpredictable: "Do you want to get together tonight? Brothers, the red envelopes are ready to serve."

The cold eyes flashed: "You have arranged to call me!" The voice was indifferent.

During the day, he spent a lot of time cultivating feelings with the children in the old house, and took the time to call the editor-in-chief. At night, he received a call from his mother. Xingmei said on the phone that she was going to divorce. Zhuo Xing immediately went back to her mother's house with a trembling heart.

When she entered the house and saw Zhuo Liang's biological mother instead of her mother, she immediately understood something, hurried upstairs, and Xingmei was indeed in the room: "Why are you back?"

"You're going to get divorced, can I not come back?" She stepped forward and put the bag aside and sat behind her mother: "Just because of this woman?"

Xingmei said: "Since staying here in the morning until now, your father refuses to show up, making it difficult for me here."

"Don't you want Dad to meet her? I will look down on you if you talk about divorce just because of this woman. I don't know who said a while ago that our family can't have a divorce scandal. It's only a few days before I want to leave. What's more, if Dad doesn't pay attention to her, you just ignore her."

"She asks for 1000 million, why does she use your father as her cash machine?" Xingmei said aggrievedly.

Zhuo Xing didn't expect that woman to ask for money, and what she wanted was a certain amount.

"Does Daddy know?" she asked.

Xingmei nodded, Zhuo Xing thought of Zhuo Liang: "What about Zhuo Liang? Did you notify him?"

"He went on a business trip today, and it's better not to let him know about it, after all... that's his mother too."

So, anyway, if you don’t make it difficult for others, you must make it difficult for yourself.

Zhuo Xing called Zhuo Liang. Although Zhuo Liang was out of town, he immediately asked her to give the phone to Li Ai. She went downstairs and said, "You answer the phone." Her voice was lukewarm.

Li Ai knew that Zhuo Xing looked down on her, but she picked it up curiously, and then heard her son ordering from there: "I'll give you whatever you want, get out of that house immediately!"

Li Ai immediately stood up from the sofa when her son said to give the money: "Son, it's not that mother wants to stay here, but as the saying goes... well, mother will leave immediately!"

Zhuo Xing stood aside and looked at her anxious look and didn't say a word, since the problem was solved anyway.

Li Ai glared at her, and pressed the mobile phone in her hand: "Give me back your mobile phone, you girl has a lot of heart."

Zhuo Xing couldn't help laughing when he heard that dead girl, but no one called her these three words for many years.

But in fact, she only heard about this woman.

In the evening, all the men were present at Haiyue Clubhouse.

Fu Zhi arrived last, and he was alone. The moment he opened the door, a group of people looked up at him walking in with long legs. They all looked at each other with gloomy faces, and then someone ran to the door curiously: "Where is your wife?" ?”

"She has something to do!" He sat in the innermost seat and said lightly, watching the women around you frown displeased.

"How could your wife not come to such an important occasion today? Hurry up and call, otherwise we won't give out the red envelopes." Someone yelled.

Co-authoring to send red envelopes also requires selection.

(End of this chapter)