Fu Shao, your wife is a little arrogant

Chapter 984 He Said He Missed You

Shi Xian was amused by the cute words, and she put the cake in front of Mimi, "This is yours, but don't eat it now, because it's time to eat."

"Little aunt, I know you like me the most." After Fu Anlin finished speaking, he crawled from in front of Fu Sishen to Shi Xian's side, hugged her arms and had a sweet mouth!

Can get tired of sugar.

"Nonsense, obviously she likes me the most." Fu Si cast a lazy sideways glance, and the coquettish cutie snorted arrogantly.

"But little uncle, I have chocolate cake, but you don't." Mimi pouted and grinned, looking like an addict.

Fu Sishen was in a good mood to tease him, with a serious expression, "Little devil, I earned the money for your little aunt's cake, so much nonsense, I don't think you want to eat it."

"Little uncle, you're so naive." Mimi didn't roll her eyes, but she also got angry, and he hummed like him: "Little uncle, believe it or not, if you don't give money to auntie, you won't have a wife La!"

The little guy sorted out the relationship clearly, and the human spirit probably said it was him.

Shi Xian smiled and handed the cakes to Mrs. Fu, "These are for you. I know you like them, so I stopped by and bought some."

"I have a heart." Madam Fu was coaxed by Shi Xian into a smile, and she was no longer worried about Fu Yucheng and Nan Shitong's affairs.

……

As soon as Nan Shitong came out of the event, he saw Fu Yucheng's tall and straight figure leaning against the car not far away.

After she stopped and hesitated for a while, she held up the hem of her skirt and walked towards the man slowly, standing in front of him and asking in a neutral voice, "What do you want from me?"

"Your son said he missed you, and now he is arguing at home and insists on seeing you." Fu Yucheng's voice was weak, but his eyes were deep and intense staring at her.

son……

Nan Shitong's delicately made-up face wrinkled slightly, a little suspicious of the man's words, but her heart was uncontrollably worried about the child, so she asked, "Is the child feeling unwell?"

Children are only more noisy when they are not feeling well.

"do not know."

Fu Yucheng thought of Fu Anlin smiling like a fool on the phone just now, and didn't think he was sick at all.

And when he was sick, Mrs. Fu would tell him as soon as possible.

To say I don't know is to make the woman worry on purpose, to set her up on purpose.

When Nan Shitong heard these three words, she almost got angry, but she didn't live with the baby, and she didn't know the situation, so she didn't seem qualified to criticize her father's behavior.

After the woman gritted her teeth, she raised her face and said calmly: "Then you bring him out."

"I'm afraid not."

Fu Yucheng tugged at the tie around his neck casually, and added in a very elegant manner: "I can't bring it out for the family banquet."

Then you still tell me?

I'm afraid this man didn't do it on purpose!

In fact, he did it on purpose.

Nan Shitong wore high heels all day, and her feet were about to break. She said to him calmly, "If he makes trouble, you can bring him out to see me."

She can take care of the child, and she can also coax the child, but she cannot enter the door of the Fu family.

There is no way to care about the child in the first place.

"Get in the car and talk."

When Fu Yucheng spoke, he had already opened the co-pilot's door, seeing the woman standing still, he frowned handsomely, and said with some displeasure: "Or do you want to stand here and wait for your son all night? "

The last time she was taken to be a female companion and was photographed, there was already a lot of trouble. This time, she will not easily get into a man's car again.

"My manager is still waiting for me. If you can't bring the child out, I will call Shi Xian. I think she will help coax the child." Nan Shitong politely rejected Fu Yucheng.

　La la, please ask for a ticket~
　　Little cutie, please support Xiaotiaojiao~
　　Thank you for your support~ Good night~
　　Besides, happy weekend~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)