Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 503 He only felt the loneliness and loneliness from the bottom of his heart
Under Fu Xiheng's restraint, An Nuan finally gave up the last struggle, her crystal clear eyes were hazy like the mist covering the mountains and forests in the early winter morning.

"Grandma, Nuan Nuan feels a little uncomfortable, I'll take her upstairs first." Fu Xiheng couldn't finish this meal.Now An Nuan is emotional, and his heart is also tense.

Fu Xiheng put down the chopsticks in his hand, got up and left the seat, still holding An Nuan's with the other hand.

"Cut, I think I have a guilty conscience and feel ashamed." Fu Xichen took a mouthful of vegetables and put it into his mouth, muttering weakly.

Fu Zijin's explanation just now was very clear. She wanted to get this embroidery and give it to Grandma Fu as a gift, so she forcibly drank regardless of her own body.

And after lunch, when Fu Xichen passed by the kitchen, he overheard the conversation between An Nuan and Fu Xiheng who were washing fruit inside, and realized that the string of Buddhist beads was not obtained by An Nuan at all.

It's just that Fu Xiheng loves his wife so much that he said that in order to let her be recognized by the Fu family earlier.

Seeing Fu Zijin take out the embroidery now, An Nuan actually didn't prepare anything, so how could she sit down?
Grandma Fu saw that An Nuan's face was very ugly, she hurriedly waved her hands to the couple, and ordered the housekeeper to call Fu Zhai's personal doctor.

Fu Xiheng took his wife upstairs and came to his room. He turned around and closed the door gently, then walked to the water dispenser first, took a cup of warm water and walked towards An Nuan.

"Why was Nuan Nuan so impulsive just now? Tell me first, huh?"

While speaking, Fu Xiheng handed her the water glass.

How could An Nuan remain calm, her plain little face was as white as paper.

She said: "Xiheng, I know my mother's stitching techniques, and I also know that it took her less than half a year to complete the embroidery of a Qingming Riverside Picture, which belongs to my mother."

Fu Xiheng frowned deeply, then withdrew his arm and brought the water glass to his mouth.

The sexy Adam's apple slipped, and after drinking half a cup, the voice cleared and said: "Nuannuan, there are many people in this world who have similar acupuncture techniques, and it has been so long, are you sure you can still remember clearly? Don't think too much, Ok?"

An Nuan shook her head blankly, "No, I won't be wrong."

When Fu Xiheng put down the water glass and turned around, An Nuan rushed up to him and grabbed his wrist firmly, "Xiheng, do you really have no news about my mother until now?"

"Didn't I tell you before, if there is, I will notify you as soon as possible?"

Fu Xiheng hugged his wife into his arms, and gently rubbed the top of her hair, "Okay, don't worry," he stared at the mural behind him with eyes as deep as the sea, and his eyes sank inch by inch.

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It's night, Qingqing Bieyuan.

After Fu Xijing enjoyed a quiet dinner alone, the bright moon hung like a silver plate in the vast sky.

He opened the window from the bedroom to the balcony, took a long windbreaker and draped it over his shoulders, and sat down on the wooden recliner on the balcony alone.

He raised his head and lifted his quiet eyes to look up at the boundless sky, but was not attracted by the bright and clear moonlight.

A cool night breeze blew, and Fu Xijing wrapped her body tightly in the coat.

On this Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night, he only felt the vastness of the world and a kind of loneliness from the bottom of his heart.

　I will update these today, and I will add them tomorrow.Come to brush at six o'clock tomorrow night.Good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)