Splendid Rebirth: Good Morning Mrs. Fu

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Subsequently, Fu Xi hooked his lips deeply, his eyes cold like ice.

How did he forget that Gu Ninghuan had not hesitated to threaten Grandpa Gu with her suicide by committing suicide?

How could she tell her friends.

But why keep the relationship between them secret? Does the woman think he is so shameless?

Fu Xishen's breath around him became colder and colder, which made Gu Ninghuan's fears deeper and deeper. Before she said anything, she saw Fu Xishen get up and leave.

The door of the villa was slammed down by Fu Xishen. Gu Ninghuan shuddered deeply and buried her head in the sofa. Now she regretted her death.

"Young lady, you can eat." The maid said to Gu Ninghuan.

Gu Ninghuan nodded, then thought of something the same, and then told the maid to go upstairs and change clothes.

Fu Xishen returned to the company, the assistant saw Fu Xishen went back and forth, and the whole person was surprised.

Apparently, at noon today, the president ended his work early and went home. He thought the president was going to accompany his wife at home to finish the meal, but how come he came back so quickly.

Before the assistant got up and walked to the president's office, he heard a rhythmic sound of high heels.

"Mrs. President, why are you here?" The assistant was a little surprised to see Gu Ninghuan.

Gu Ninghuan carried a food box in his hand: "I came to deliver food to Fu Xishen. Is he in the office now?"

"Yes, I will send you in." The assistant stepped forward.

Gu Ninghuan thanked softly. The assistant reached out and knocked on the door. He heard Fu Xishen's very cold voice say two words.

"Otherwise, I will not go in again. I think Fu Xishen can see that my mood may be even worse. Can I trouble you to give him the lunch box." Gu Ninghuan was still a little scared in his voice and handed the lunch box in his hand To the assistant.

The assistant nodded when he heard the words and pushed the door in.

Gu Ninghuan also turned around and left, it seems that Fu Xishen was really angry, and the relationship between the two of them finally eased a little.

She left with some frustration. Today, she did something wrong. Even if Fu Xishen was angry, she was not qualified to say anything.

...

"President, this is the lunch specially brought to you by the President's wife." The assistant carefully placed the food box on Fu Xishen's table.

Fu Xishen's finger turning the document slightly, some unexpected opening: "Gu Ninghuan sent it?"

"Yes, Mrs. President is worried that you haven't eaten, so she sent it on purpose." The assistant spoke truthfully.

Fu Xishen's cold expression eased a little, closing the file in her hand: "Let her come in."

"But... the president's wife said that it is estimated that you will have no mood to eat when you see her, so I went back first." The more the assistant said, the colder it was for the president to see him.

Fu Xi sneered, whether Gu Ninghuan was afraid that he had no appetite to eat, or he didn't want to see him at all.

"Got it, let's go out." Fu Xi reached out and took the food box in front of him, talking lightly.

Assistant Wen Yan secretly sighed in relief, how worried he was that Fu Xishen would directly throw out the food box in front of him.

Shortly after arriving at home, Gu Ninghuan received a call from Song Ci.

On the phone, Gu Ninghuan did not hide anything, but told Song Ci honestly about her relationship with Fu Xishen, but she still kept Song Ci secret.

After hearing the truth, Song Ci screamed to lift off the roof of Gu Ninghuan's villa. "So Ning Huan, did you and Mr. Fu do it? Does Fu Xian live well, can you meet your daily needs." The fire of the gossip in Song Ci's heart is burning, and he just can't wait to run directly in front of Gu Ninghuan. Eighteen Gu

Ning Huan and Fu Xishen got married every day.

Gu Ninghuan was stiffened by the straightforward question of Song Ci, and she and Fu Xishen had not done it a few times in total.

And on the wedding night, the pain was so severe that she did not feel any other than pain.

"Ning Huan, are you doing aftertaste and Mr. Fu every time?" Song Ci's voice sounded faintly, causing Gu Ninghuan to blush directly.

She cleared her throat: "Song Ci, we are young and energetic teenagers, why don't you have anything other than these ambiguous things in your mind? Well, I'm going to read a book, and I won't talk about it." Come, I tell you, you must tell me all the details of your marriage with Mr. Fu when you meet at school, otherwise I will release the news of your marriage with Mr. Fu, and you will be drowned by Mr. Fu’s fans! "Song Ci

Gu Ninghuan was precisely threatened.

Gu Ninghuan: "..."

There was another conversation between the two, and Gu Ninghuan hung up the phone.

She lay on the sofa, put down her phone and read books seriously.

In the evening, Fu Xishen did not come back for dinner. Gu Ninghuan went upstairs after eating, watched a movie, and went out to pour water with a glass.

She poured water and walked back. Suddenly, one of her feet didn't pay attention. The whole person fell to the ground. The painful Gu Ninghuan burst into tears.

"What's the matter?" When Fu Xishen came back, he saw Gu Ninghuan sitting on the floor in the living room. He couldn't describe it in words.

Gu Ninghuan heard Fu Xishen's voice and turned around: "I fell accidentally."

Fu Xishen frowned, stepped forward to hug her, reached out and wanted to take off Gu Ninghuan's pajamas.

Gu Ninghuan almost subconsciously grabbed his wrist, and his cheeks became uncontrollably red. "This is in the living room. What are you going to do?"

"Yes, it's really inconvenient to do anything here." Fu Xi's eyes gloomed darkly, and what he said made people feel more meaningful.

Gu Ninghuan looked up at him, not knowing exactly what the dangerous man holding her wanted to do at this time, she got up and wanted to leave him.

But just after propping up, Fu Xishen stretched out his hand and pressed it directly back. She was all in the arms of the man.

Fu Xishen picked her up and walked upstairs. She had been in a bad mood for a day because of Gu Ninghuan's blushing face.

Gu Ninghuan grabbed Fu Xishen's arm with a small hand, and the content of the phone conversation with Song Ci again came to her mind again this afternoon.

Let her cheeks become more and more red, Fu Xishen should not really take advantage of her when she fell.

If this is really the case, then she seems to have little room to resist.

"Fu Xishen, you let me go, I... I hurt there!" Gu Ninghuan kicked his little feet suspended in midair, thinking of coming down from Fu Xishen's arms.　　However, it did not affect Fu Xishen much. The man walked smoothly. Gu Ninghuan's struggling strength seemed to the man to be more like a mantis.