Born to be pregnant

Chapter 229
Fifteen minutes later, the food was on the table, and Tang Mowan was dividing the chopsticks.

Hearing the sound of the door opening from the entrance, he looked up to see a man in a suit and leather shoes walking in from outside. After a busy day of running around, he unbuttoned his tie and unbuttoned his shirt slightly when he returned home.

She walked over with a smile, helped him get the slippers from the shoe rack and put them on the ground, and hung the suit jacket he had taken off on the side shelf, looking at each other, conveying sincere feelings silently.

The old lady came out from the kitchen with the last bowl of soup. Seeing Fu standing in the wheelchair, looking thoughtful and lost, she smiled and said, "Xiao Er is back, come here, sit down quickly, Have a meal."

"En." After Fu Shaoqian sat down, he greeted Fu Zhan, "Grandpa."

"How's business going?"

"It's okay." Fu Shaoqian replied lightly. Fu Zhan knew that this grandson's ability was far superior to that of Fu Chengguang. If he hadn't been away for more than two years at that time, he would definitely not be in this situation now.

What is this called, to eat the consequences, to take the blame?In the final analysis, all of this has an inseparable relationship with him.

Now, seeing the family of three quietly sitting around him, I was filled with emotion in my heart, and sighed: "You prepare, tomorrow, I will return to the company to hold a board meeting, and transfer all the shares under my name." Here you are, you will become Fu's largest shareholder and enjoy absolute controlling rights, take that position back, Cheng Guang is not suitable."

Fu Shaoqian was silent. With such a large property in front of him, he seemed calm and indifferent: "Grandpa, I don't think it's necessary."

"why?"

"Because I don't plan to stay for a long time. When this crisis is over, I plan to leave the Fu family." Fu Shaoqian calmly dropped a heavy bomb. Not only Fu Zhan was stunned, but the old lady said no in surprise. After speaking, it took a while before the old lady said tremblingly, "Shaoqian, what will happen to the company when you are gone?"

"Without me, it wouldn't have been the same for so many years." Fu Shaoqian smiled lightly, "Ziyao has graduated now and entered the company's sales department. After tomorrow, promote him to be the head of the finance department, and the core department is in their hands, so it shouldn't be too bad."

"Then what about you, what are you going to do?" Fu Zhan stared at Fu Shaoqian and asked.

Fu Shaoqian replied calmly: "I have my own things to do."

The old lady glanced at Tang Mowan meaningfully. Tang Mowan looked at her nose, nose and heart. She noticed the two probing eyes focused on her, but she didn't intend to speak, because she She also didn't know that Fu Shaoqian would make such a decision. As for what he wanted to do, she wouldn't ask, because a man like him knows what he wants very clearly every step of the way.

The old lady frowned, seeing that the atmosphere at the table was different, she changed the topic with a smile: "Shaoqian, Wanwan, I have something else I want to discuss with you."

"What's the matter, little grandma, tell me." Fu Shaoqian didn't open his mouth, so Tang Mowan had no choice but to take the old lady's words.

The old lady nodded, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes: "Mowan, you see that you are back now, Jinyan is so old, shouldn't you consider doing lifelong affairs?"

Lifetime event?Tang Mowan was startled, and then heard the old lady say: "Yes, in a few days there will be a Buddhist verse at Guangci Temple. I want you to come with me to choose a date. What do you think?"

"This..." The old lady's meaning was very clear, but Tang Mowan didn't know how to answer.

Fu Shaoqian next to her helped her out at this time: "You can decide this kind of thing yourself, grandma. You don't need to ask her or me."

The old lady frowned: "Xiao Er, what are you talking about, this is your wedding, do you want to make it so hasty? If you want to say that, how can you be worthy of Mowan!"

Tang Mowan was quite shocked when the topic changed and it was suddenly brought up to her again, but the wedding was really stressful for her, and she thought it was fine as it is now. There is no need to do it.

But the old lady seemed angry.It was Fu Shaoqian...Looking at Tang Mowan, he suddenly changed his mind, and said to the old lady, "Well, little grandma, you can choose any day, she is free."

"Hey..." Tang Mowan patted him lightly, but he had said all his words, and her rebuttals were stuck in her throat, so she could only hold back her words.

However, the old lady talked about their marriage so blatantly, so what is Fu Zhan thinking about?

Although the past is like smoke, people have the function of memory. The old man's words are still vivid in his memory. What kind of attitude did he have about her wedding with his grandson?

Tang Mowan looked at his furrowed face, and found that he didn't seem to notice their conversation, and kept holding food for Fu Jinyan, but you didn't eat it. Is that an acquiescing attitude?

Different from Tang Mowan's cautiousness, the old lady has already opened the skylight to speak brightly, beaming, as if she saw a happy event approaching: "By the way, Mowan, when you are free, ask your in-laws and mother out for dinner , our two families should at least formally meet to discuss the details of your marriage."

"This..." Tang Mowan wanted to say no, but felt that it was not appropriate. After all, even if she had the ability to take charge of her own life, if she didn't have a mother to handle things like marriage for her, it would be a shame if she said it. What a bad reputation, in the eyes of outsiders, I'm afraid there will be a lot of gossip.

At this time, Fu Shaoqian, who only cared about eating by himself, took up the topic again: "I will arrange this, little grandma, you don't have to worry about it."

"That's good, as soon as possible." The old lady was sharpening her sword, obviously already caught in the planning of various grand plans.

Tang Mowan looked at Fu Shaoqian silently, but he was unmoved, and even brought her some food: "Aren't you hungry? Or do you think I'm more beautiful and delicious?"

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When leaving the mansion, the old lady was very happy, but also very reluctant: "Shaoqian, Wanwan, come back to eat with us when you are free."

Tang Mowan thought they were actually very pitiful. There were only two old people living in the huge manor. Fu Zhan really wanted to keep Fu Jinyan, but in the end he let them go home with them.

"Do you really want to ask my mother out for dinner?" Tang Mowan was always a little uneasy in the car.

Fu Shaoqian held her hand with a calm and determined expression: "I will arrange it, you don't have to worry about it."

"In case, my mother...you don't know, what if the lion speaks loudly?" Tang Mowan was either afraid that the Fu family would meet her, or that Peng Yuan would embarrass the Fu family. The family can't save face, and things are getting into a stalemate, but what should we do?

"Well, with me here, I will arrange it."

She still couldn't hide her melancholy sigh, and at the same time thought of another question, getting married is the happiest and most beautiful moment in a woman's life. She still remembers Zhou Yumeng and Chen Mo's wedding, Zhou Yumeng wore a white gauze , holding her father's hand, slowly entered the arena, and finally her father handed her over to Chen Mo with great care.

At that moment, the father was in tears, but it was all the love he poured into his daughter.

The weather in early spring is gloomy and cold.Tang Mowan's head was pressed against the cold glass window. This was the first time since she was an adult, she was so eager to know who her father was.

As the car drove into Longhu Chunjiang, Fu Shaoqian glanced sideways at Tang Mowan, who was looking sleepy, and was about to speak, when he caught a glimpse of a calm figure hidden in the dark standing under the green belt of the community from the corner of his eye.

He parked the car in the parking space, and accompanied Tang Mowan into the corridor. When the elevator came, he suddenly said in a low voice, "I put my wallet in the car. I'll go get it. You take Jinyan up first."

"Then we'll wait for you here."

"No, the elevator is fast, go up first. It's raining outside, and it's cold here."

Tang Mowan nodded: "Then hurry up."

Watching the elevator door slowly close, and after Tang Mowan and Fu Jinyan disappeared, Fu Shaoqian strode outside, not in the direction of the car, but the silent shadow standing under the shadow of the tree.

Seeing Fu Shaoqian coming alone, Han Zhijing didn't hide anymore, and slowly sacrificed himself from the darkness.

The two men stood silently, Fu Shaoqian put one hand in his trouser pocket with a calm expression, while Han Zhijing looked at the towering high-rise residences in front of him, as if confirming whether they arrived safely in the late Tang Dynasty.

Fu Shaoqian also looked up, until a large warm yellow light lit up in one of the dark windows, and then he looked straight at the man in front of him again.

The world is impermanent, good fortune tricks people.

Han Zhijing then looked away, sighed softly, and looked at the handsome man in front of him: "Shaoqian, how are you tonight?"

"pretty good."

Han Zhijing actually had times when he was too speechless to express: "No, I mean, how...is she doing well these years?"

Fu Shaoqian said indifferently: "If the Han family didn't show up, it should be pretty good."

Han Zhijing was startled, and felt uncomfortable hearing Fu Shaoqian's sarcastic words.

In the past, he didn't know that Tang Mowan was his daughter. As Han Xiaduo's uncle, Han Zhijing didn't agree with what she did, but he let it go. Now, he knew that the one they persecuted was actually his own daughter. He felt sad and heartbroken. , are not enough to describe Han Zhijing's mood at the moment, more of it is guilt, self-blame, and grief.

"I'm sorry, Shaoqian..."

Fu Shaoqian's expression was slightly stern, and his eyes were as black as ink. He stared deeply at the man in front of him with a vicissitudes from his back: "It's meaningless to say this now. The question is, what do you plan to do next."

This is why Fu Shaoqian is standing here now and is willing to talk to Han Zhijing. He can see Tang Mowan's longing for his father. Frankly speaking, looking at Han Zhijing's attitude towards Han Jingyu, he will definitely be a good father, gentle and refined, Knowledgeable and cultivated, he can satisfy all Tang Mowan's fantasies about the word father.

Of course, if Tang Mowan grew up beside Han Zhijing, Fu Shaoqian absolutely believed that he would be a gentle and patient father.

So, he also told Han Zhijing about their wedding.

Han Zhijing looked excited: "Really? That's really great, then I..." He wanted to ask himself if he could participate, but he also knew that this was obviously too abrupt.

Fu Shaoqian agreed: "I'll figure out a way."

"Okay, thank you, Shaoqian!"

It started to rain in the sky, and the car lights in the distance shone over. The raindrops in the mid-air light seemed to have no weight, like a blur in the prosperous age, Fu Shaoqian turned around: "They are still waiting for me, I will go up first, You should go back and rest early, too."

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It was raining outside, Tang Mowan locked the balcony doors and windows, heard the sound of the key turning outside, and Fu Shaoqian came back, but the surface of the black suit was stained with a layer of drizzle, and it was cold under the bright white light cold light.

She got up and went to the bathroom to get a dry towel and came out: "Why is it taking so long, the clothes are wet."

Fu Shaoqian stood still and let her wipe himself clean, then smiled: "I met someone and chatted for a few words."

"Who?"

"Han Zhijing."

"Huh?" Recalling the scene of having afternoon tea, Fu Shaoqian chatted a few words, as if Tang Mowan's mind automatically filled in more vivid plots.

He snorted softly: "What are you thinking about?"

"Isn't it?" How could she be blamed for not thinking too much.

He also didn't explain, and changed the subject: "how about going to work today."

"Oh, by the way, here is a contract, please help me see it, Lu Lifeng gave it to me, he probably won't cheat me." She hurriedly found the contract from her bag and handed it to him.

Fu Shaoqian cast a contemptuous glance at her, took the contract and sat on the sofa at one side, with his long legs crossed, and the elbow of his right hand resting casually on the handle at one side, in a relaxed and comfortable posture.

Tang Mowan was courteous and went to the kitchen to help him make a cup of scented tea. When he came back, several huge crystal clear chrysanthemums bloomed faintly in the transparent cup.

Fu Shaoqian frowned slightly, and she had already explained: "If you drink coffee or strong tea at night, you won't be able to fall asleep. Let's drink this. It clears the fire and heat, improves eyesight and nourishes the liver."

"You think this thing can go to the fire?"

"It's not bad." Tang Mowan commented objectively.

As a result, Fu Shaoqian only let out another soft snort: "Drink less in the future, why are you angry?"

"..." She seemed to have heard the implication behind the words?

But looking at the way he looked down to read the documents in a serious manner, his simple and clean chin showed a streamlined line... It's really eye-catching and delicious.

She blushed slightly.

But he didn't seem to notice it, and took out the pen he carried with him, made a note beside it, and then handed it back to her: "Okay, take it back to Lu Lifeng tomorrow, if you agree, do it, if you don't agree, forget it."

"……Oh."

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Heaven rewards diligence, and diligence can make up for one's weakness.

These are two very inspirational four-character idioms, but the world is so big that not everything can be applied to these two words.

For the Xie Yi people, this was a harsh and cruel blow.

A few days ago, when she saw that her aunt had postponed her arrival by a day with full expectation, she ran excitedly to the pharmacy downstairs of the company to buy two pregnancy test sticks.

However, before she paid, she felt a rush of heat in her lower body. This feeling is very familiar, and she used to experience it once a month...

The cashier said: "Miss, the total is 20 yuan."

Xie Yiren waved his hands with an ugly expression: "I think, I don't need it anymore." Then he hurried back upstairs and hid in the bathroom.

Even though there were only two drops of bright red on the little panties, they were already glaring enough.

She squatted in the bathroom, a little like to cry.

Isn't it hard enough?
Hey.

In the past few days, I have been unwell, so naturally I can't hang out.Every night when Lu Lifeng hugged her, he could only watch but not eat, but a question deeply troubled Xie Yiren: "Tell me, is there a problem with you or me?"

"What, I'm fine!" Lu Lifeng was already drowsy, and the beauty was in his arms, so he could only look at and feel it. The head in the pillow suddenly lifted up, it was a matter of dignity, and he replied very forcefully: "I'm fine!"

"... Is there something wrong with me?" Xie Yiren suddenly asked in a low voice uncertainly.

Lu Lifeng sighed, feeling that Xie Yiren had been talking a little bit lately: "You're fine, there's no need to rush this kind of thing, take your time."

"Aren't you in a hurry? Lu Lifeng!" A woman can always catch a point, and then launch a retaliation with precision, "You mean you are not in a hurry at all?"

"That was not what I meant……"

Xie Yiren was already in a bad mood, but was annoyed by his understatement: "Go out, sleep outside, you are not welcome here!"

One person, one by one, was ruthlessly thrown outside the bedroom.

Lu Lifeng looked down at his appearance in boxer shorts, and patted his head a little irritably. He wasn't in a hurry, but he just didn't want to put pressure on her. Hey, forget it, it's dishonest to sleep together, so let's make do with the study for a night.

And Xie Yiren on the bed, hearing the quiet silence outside, snorted heavily, sure enough, once the man is in his hands, he doesn't know how to cherish it!Lu Lifeng, that big bastard!

Xie Yiren took the pillow and poked and poked it—as if he took the pillow as someone to vent his anger on!

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The next morning, Tang Mowan wore a beige professional suit and took a taxi to Lu Lifeng's clinic. According to the contract Fu Shaoqian revised, she had already typed it out overnight, and she herself had already signed it.

Thinking that Lu Lifeng might make a face, she felt happy.

But on the way, she received a call from Xie Yiren.

"Hello, Yiren."

"Tang Mowan, where are you?"

"On the way to Dr. Lu's clinic."

"...Then can you come to the hospital first?"

Tang Mowan was startled: "You are in the hospital? Should I call Dr. Lu then?"

"No, come on, I'll wait for you, but you can't tell Lu Lifeng!"

Tang Mowan looked at the time, thinking that it was Xie Yiren's business, and Lu Lifeng would definitely forgive her in the end.

So I asked the driver to turn the car around.

Hospital outpatient department.

Tang Mowan found Xie Yiren who was quietly waiting with the case in the blue row of chairs. She carried her bag and walked forward quickly: "Yiren."

Xie Yiren's originally gloomy face, when he saw Tang Mowan's arrival, he was overjoyed, took her hand and stood up: "Go, go to register, you go with me."

"What are you going to do?" She looked blank.

"Check!" Xie Yiren gritted his teeth and spat out two words.

(End of this chapter)