Mrs Fu is so sweet

Chapter 68

Report?

Fu Zichen grasped an important point.

Those messy peachy reports?

There was a frown between his brows, and his sleepy eyes were tinged with a bit of chill.

His mother is so anxious, is there any "fresh" report?

The corners of his lips were pulled slightly, outlining a stern arc, but his tone could not tell the real emotion.

"Mom, I see, I will pay attention."

After hanging up the phone, he immediately called Special Assistant Qin and asked him to send him the freshly baked lace to see how serious it was.

[See new love again, Kunhua President Fu Zichen's new love is exposed! ! 】

Fu Zichen: "..."

Where did he find his new love?

After browsing ten lines at a glance, I turned to the next page.

[Fu Zichen stayed in a star hotel with his girlfriend in the middle of the night again! 】

"..."

That is his wife.

[The good-looking skins are the same, and the interesting souls are just one in case. The actress with the surname H is the shortest dream of a wealthy family in history. 】

The surname H is... an actress?
Oh, He Qingqing.

[One before the other can be a coincidence, can holding hands be a misplacement?Describe in detail behind Fu Zichen's interlocking fingers with a certain girl. 】

……

Only when you are blind will you feel that it is a misplacement.

Scroll down to find out what Fu Zichen's love story started, Fu Zichen had a good talk with a certain actress or celebrity on a certain occasion, a real estate under Kunhua's real estate was launched for sale, and so on.

Hmm... After reading it, there was actually nothing new, so I called Tang Wanqiu again to reassure her.

"Mom, Ziyu and I watched a movie outside last night and didn't come home too late." After a pause, his eyes glanced at the person nestled in An Jing's arms, "She is still asleep."

Except in front of Tang Wanqiu and Lin's couple, Fu Zichen would never call Lin Ziyu so affectionately. He would either call him by his first name, or Mrs. Fu, and his wife would call him occasionally.

"Is it really Ziyu?" Tang Wanqiu answered in seconds, her voice obviously much lighter.

"Yes."

In order to reassure his mother, Fu Zichen also secretly took a picture of Lin Ziyu's sleeping face and sent it to her.

As for photography techniques...

Well, it's hard to say.

All nice angles are completely avoided.

One day, Lin Ziyu saw it by chance and thought he was stimulated to find a woman at random, then he looked carefully and found that the dark, fat and ugly woman in his phone turned out to be himself, silently Deleted the photo.

The call was returned, and the photos were sent. Fu Zichen put the phone back on the bedside table, wrapped his long arms around the soft person in his arms and continued to sleep.

If it wasn't too much last night, he wanted to wake her up with a passionate kiss and invite her to continue "dancing together".

But when he washed her body last night, he knew that he had to hold back, no matter what.

The blue, purple, swollen and swollen marks turned out to be his masterpiece. What did he do?
She is his wife, not a pet who needs to be transferred.

I'm sorry, he said in a low voice, lowered his head and pecked at her slightly swollen lips, the corners of her straight lips slowly outlined a shallow arc, like a smile.

However, in the next second, he froze again.

(End of this chapter)