Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 249 I Am Your Mother's...Friend

Chu Ci sat on the chair for a while, then stood up.

But as soon as he got up, he felt dizzy again.

After she gave birth to the bun, her health has not been very good. Sometimes she even visits her aunt twice a month, and she also has symptoms of anemia. It’s just that she has not been under a lot of work pressure for more than a year, and her body has slowly recovered. .

Chu Ci frowned, and suddenly felt a clear breath lingering on the tip of her nose.

Then, suddenly there were more hands on the waist, followed by a man's deep voice: "Is there something wrong?"

Chu Ci was dizzy, the voice seemed to be in the clouds, but it seemed to be beside her, so for a moment she thought she had an auditory hallucination.

But when she turned her face away, she met Fu Heng's deep and concerned eyes.

Mianmian was holding on to Chu Ci's sleeve, and she also recognized Fu Heng at this moment. She hurriedly said, "Shu Shu, my mother doesn't seem to be feeling well, can you help us?"

Although she wasn't sure if Fu Heng would help her, she could only give it a try.

Fu Heng nodded, and then put his arms around Chu Ci's waist: "Okay, I'll take your mother to the hospital."

Chu Ci stretched out her hand and pushed him: "No need, I'm fine."

Probably anemia again, just rest for a while.

Fu Heng still insisted on holding her hand tightly: "Your daughter is very worried about you."

But before Chu Ci could speak, a crisp child's voice came from the front.

"What are you doing, let her go!"

When Chu Ci heard this voice, her back felt numb and her whole body became stiff. She clenched her hands into fists and dared not move. She forgot about struggling.

Fu Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked towards the direction of the voice, and then his eyes became cold.

In the weather of March, Yicheng has entered the warm spring season. Not far away is a child who is a little older, wearing a white jumper, black casual pants, and a pair of blue and white sneakers. It is very simple. dress up, but probably because the child's face is pink, it looks extra cute.

The child looked no more than three years old, and was staring at him with wide eyes at the moment.

Fu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the child's face not far away, his heart seemed to miss a beat for a moment.

I don't know if it's his self-hypnosis or his subconscious preconception, but he feels that this child is very similar to him, especially the temperament revealed.

Seeing that the man in front of him was unmoved, Xiao Baozi glared at him fiercely, then walked over quickly, pushed Fu Heng, his voice was not loud, but with a bit of momentum: "Let me go."

Fu Heng obviously felt that the body of the woman in his arms was a little stiff. He didn't let go, but still held Chu Ci's waist tightly, imprisoning her tightly, then raised his beautiful eyebrows, and raised the corners of his lips: "Who are you?" ?”

This question was asked with ease, but his heartbeat reached an unprecedented speed.

It's just that Fu Heng has always been cold and indifferent, so he will not easily reveal his emotions.

Baozi had a serious face, although he was not very old, he spoke clearly, and then snorted: "You don't care who I am, let go first."

He thought it was some man who came to harass his beautiful mother again, and he had to protect his mother, so he put his hands on his hips, puffed up, took a step forward, and hugged Fu Heng's leg: "Bastard, bad guy, let go!" Open my mother."

Then she turned to Mianmian and said, "Sister, call the police!"

Mianmian frowned, and grabbed Baozi's clothes: "Baozi, Shushu is not a bad person."

She looked up at Chu Ci, saw her pale face, looking like she was about to faint, and hurriedly said, "Baozi, mom is not feeling well, let's take her to the hospital!"

White light flashed before Chu Ci's eyes. If Fu Heng hadn't hugged her, she would have fainted to the ground. She couldn't remember what they said. She just felt her heart was stuffy and she couldn't breathe. Then her eyes froze. Shut up, I can't feel anything.

…………

in the hospital corridor.

Mian Mian looked towards the ward with red eyes: "Is there something wrong, Mom?"

Xiao Baozi wiped Mianmian's tears with his hand: "Mom is fine, she just fainted."

Cheng Yuan on the side had already recovered from the shock. He looked at the two and a half older children, slowly closed his mouth, then swallowed and said, "Are you... twins?"

Baozi turned to look at him in surprise, then pointed at Mianmian and said, "She is the older sister, and I am the younger brother."

Cheng Yuan nodded: "Are you three years old?"

Baozi let out a "huh".

Cheng Yuan suddenly felt that he was really not good at handling things. He only found some news about the little girl, but the little boy next to him didn't notice any news.

He didn't think much about it at the time, or someone deliberately blocked it, so he didn't know that his wife was pregnant with twins.

Just as he was about to say something, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Baozi rushed up immediately: "How is my mother?"

Fu Heng lowered his head to look at this little guy, squatted down, and touched his head: "Your mother hasn't woken up yet, let's let her rest first, and go see her later."

Baozi nodded: "Okay!"

Mianmian rubbed her red eyes: "Then when will my mother wake up?"

Her voice was soft and glutinous, and after crying again, Fu Heng's heart softened all of a sudden: "I'll wake up soon, soon."

Seeing that Mianmian was still worried, Baozi held Mianmian's hand and said, "Mom has fainted before, and she will wake up soon, and she will do it this time."

What he said was unintentional, but Fu Heng frowned, and then asked, "Does your mother often faint?"

It's okay if you don't mention it, but when you mention it, Baozi's face becomes serious, and he sighed, looking like a grown-up: "Yeah, I was scared to death once, but luckily Uncle An is here."

He frowned and looked at Fu Heng: "Uncle, do you know my mother?"

Fu Heng then led them to sit down on the chairs beside him, and said to Cheng Yuan, "You go through the formalities first."

He hugged the two children to the chair and said, "Well, I know."

Staring at Baozi's cute little face, his gaze suddenly softened a lot, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, with an indescribable tenderness: "I am your mother's...friend!"

Now, facing the children, he can only explain it in this way.

But who knows how much affection is contained in that sentence friend!

I used to know each other, know each other and love each other until we finally parted, even if we don't want to give up, we will finally let go.

Forcibly retain only hate.

Even if he wants to hate, he can just keep her, but in the end he still wants her to have a better life.

Baozi didn't speak, but Mianmian looked at Fu Heng with red eyes: "Are you really my mother's friend?"

The little girl has always had a keen mind. She saw clearly Chu Ci's attitude towards Fu Heng that day. In addition, just now, Chu Ci also had a resisting attitude, so she was a little confused. Why does it feel like her mother doesn't like this guy very much Uncle!
Fu Heng smiled: "Yes!"

Baozi glanced at Fu Heng suspiciously. When he saw that face, it suddenly overlapped with a certain face in his memory. He suddenly remembered, and hurriedly asked: "Then what's your name?"

"Fu Heng!"

Fu Heng?

Baozi covered his mouth with a look of surprise, just like seeing an idol he has admired for a long time. What is hateful is that he didn't bring the magazine cover pictures, so he couldn't compare them one by one.

But the name.

With his obsidian-like eyes open, he said firmly, "I've seen you!"

Fu Heng frowned: "Huh?"

He was in an unprecedentedly happy mood, probably because he knew that he not only had a daughter, but also a son!
And this son looks too much like himself.

There is no way to run away.

"In magazines and on TV, you are even better than Uncle Ann!" The child spoke very fast, and then looked at his face with some uncertainty, "But, are you really my mother's friend?"

Baozi dragged his cheeks, puffed his mouth and said sullenly: "My mother never mentioned you to me!"

When he said he wanted to see this powerful uncle, his mother didn't speak.

If you know him, why don't you take him to meet him?
Fu Heng was stunned for a moment, and then a dimness flashed in his eyes, but soon he forced himself to say calmly: "Your mother and I just met."

Baozi nodded, "Oh".

Fu Heng looked at his bulging face, thought about what he said just now, and asked, "You said I am better than Uncle An, who is Uncle An you said?"

"It's also my mother's friend!" After seeing the idol in his heart, Xiao Baozi became less defensive. He squinted his eyes and smiled at Fu Heng: "Uncle An is very good to me and my sister!"

Mianmian nodded solemnly at the side: "Well, Uncle An often gives me toys."

Uncle Ann?
An Shaoyun?
Fu Heng narrowed his eyes, smiled imperceptibly, then touched the heads of Mianmian and Baozi: "I am also your mother's friend, and I will treat you very well."

Baozi, a clever ghost, exchanged glances with Mianmian calmly.

Why does he sound like this uncle also wants to chase after their beautiful woman?

However, Baozi felt that this was a good thing, and one more person gave toys.

Fu Heng was a little light-headed all over. Looking at the two children beside him, he had an unrealistic feeling.

Chu Ci told him back then that she couldn't get pregnant, so he didn't do anything about it later. If he had known that she was pregnant, he would not have let her leave no matter what.

Soon, the door of the ward was opened again.

The nurse came out, took off her mask and said, "Mr. Fu, I'm awake."

Baozi immediately slipped off the chair, ran to the ward, and held Chu Ci's hand in front of the bed: "Mom, you're awake."

Chu Ci nodded, a smile appeared on his frail and pale face, and just as he was about to say something, he saw a tall and slender man walking in holding his hand.

There was obviously no expression on Fu Heng's face.

But Chu Ci still felt her heartbeat start to speed up.

Indescribably flustered.

(End of this chapter)