Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 30
Someone suddenly laughed, "Unexpectedly, Boss Fu is still a strict wife, my family, no matter how much I mess around outside, she dare not say a word."

After speaking, he smiled proudly twice.

Fu Heng raised his eyes, glanced coldly at the face of the person who had just spoken, and smiled for a while, "Mr. Chen, that's why your ex-wife is now."

Mr. Chen's face suddenly darkened.

Not only has he become an ex-wife, but even the son is not his, which means that he is a son who has been raised by others for 20 years.

Such scandals have always been a knot in his heart. Today, he drank too much and spoke freely. He wanted to tease Fu Heng, but he didn't expect to drag himself into the pit.

Mr. Chen picked up a glass of wine, poured it with his neck up, shut up and became quiet.

Fu Heng didn't bother to spend time on him, so he raised his wine glass, turned towards Mu Xiuchen, and said lightly, "The Shen family seems to have made a big move recently?"

Mu Xiuchen took the wine glass and poured himself a glass, "I heard that the third son of the Shen family has just returned from abroad, and I see that their shares have been changing. Shen Ting didn't hand over all the shares to Shen Zekai. From 25% to [-]% was handed over to the youngest son."

"Yeah." Fu Heng took a sip of his wine, "I'll be watched closely."

After finishing speaking, he smiled: "It has been arranged for so long, it is always time to close the net."

To him, the Shen family is a strong enemy and a world feud.

The death of his father and Wen Yan's tragic death made him wish he could get rid of the Shen family.

But the Shen family is powerful now and cannot be reckless.

Mu Xiuchen looked at the silent expression of the brother beside him, moved his lips, and wanted to say something, but in the end he closed his eyes, "It seems that you have a very good relationship with your family recently!"

"After all, I married myself, so I can't leave it alone!"

Fu Heng picked up the suit on the sofa, "I'll go back first."

"No delivery!"

Mu Xiuchen watched him leave the box, then poured himself another glass of wine, and drank it down in one gulp.

The mobile phone that was at hand rang at this moment.

He picked it up and saw that it was a warm call.

"Xiu Chen, is there any clue to what I asked you to investigate for me?"

Mu Xiuchen frowned, and said in a gentle voice, "Still investigating."

"Okay, yes, Lu Mingsheng came to see me a few days ago."

The man's eyebrows twitched, and he pinched his eyebrows, "What does he want you to do, let you recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors."

"Well, that's probably what it means! But I haven't thought about it yet."

"I don't have much advice for you on this matter, wait until I find out the results for you!"

"Thank you!"

Mu Xiuchen held the phone and remained silent.

Probably no matter what I did, I finally got the word thank you.

"Well, it's okay, I hung up."

He put down the phone, shook the wine glass with one hand, and listened to the sound of ice cubes colliding, with a cool smile on his lips.

Glass after glass of wine was poured in, and Mu Xiuchen felt his throat burning and hurting.

Half of the people in the box left quickly.

In the end, he was the only one left.

Mu Xiuchen half leaned on the sofa in the private room, put down the wine glass in his hand, and played with the mobile phone in his hand with his knuckle fingers, his eyes were cold and gloomy, unable to see through the light.

After an unknown amount of time, he swiped his fingers to unlock it, and made a phone call.

The phone was picked up quickly.

"Why are you calling me at night?"

The voice was impatient.

Miss Lu's fried hair is also quite cute.

"I'm in the dark, I've had some wine, it's not convenient to drive, come and pick me up!"

Lu Xiang froze for a moment, then exploded again in an instant, "I'm sleeping, where's your driver?"

"I sent him home."

Lu Xiang, "..."

She thought about it for a while, and felt that she couldn't just agree to this man's request so easily, so she snorted coldly: "Then find a substitute driver."

Mu Xiuchen smiled, his brain seemed to be a little delirious after being hit by alcohol, and even the words he said were a little childish, "No, I want you to come here."

Probably because of his intoxicating tone, ripples were created in Lu Xiang's heart.

She held the phone and remained silent.

Mu Xiuchen raised his eyebrows, "Not willing?"

After a pause, the smile on the corner of the man's lips became deeper and colder, "You slept with me, and you didn't give me 100 yuan, and now you don't even want to drive me a car, tsk tsk tsk, I've never seen a girl who is more beautiful than you." Ruthless woman."

Lu Xiang was provoked by him, his brain became hot, and he shouted recklessly, "Why did I sleep with you, obviously..."

Forget it, no matter who slept with whom, this is an unavoidable hurdle.

Damn, if I knew it, I wouldn't drink so much that night.

"Then come here."

"Mu..."

"If you don't want your dad to know."

Lu Xiang gritted her teeth. Now she really wanted to punch that man in the face hard to relieve her anger.

"Okay, you wait."

After hanging up the phone, he leaned on the sofa and slowly closed his eyes.

…………

When Fu Heng returned home, it was almost ten o'clock.

Aunt Lin was just about to clear the dining table when she heard the door open.

She hurriedly poured a glass of water, "Sir, you are back!"

"Well," Fu Heng took the water, "Where's your wife?"

"Oh, she said she was not feeling well, so she went upstairs to rest."

Fu Heng took a sip of water, glanced at the almost untouched dishes on the restaurant table, and pursed his lips, "Has she eaten yet?"

Aunt Lin glanced at Fu Heng's face, and shook her head, "No, my wife wanted to wait for you to come back to eat together, but when you didn't come back, she said she didn't have an appetite, so she went upstairs."

Fu Heng's eyes suddenly darkened.

"Is she angry?"

Aunt Lin was a little conflicted. In fact, Chu Ci didn't express much when she hung up the phone, but her face was obviously not very good-looking. After eating two mouthfuls of rice, she said that she was full, and then ran upstairs.

Finally, she spoke cautiously, "These dishes are all made by my wife. Although she didn't say anything, she may be a little unhappy in her heart."

(Aunt Lin, give you a thumbs up, God assists!)

Fu Heng didn't speak, put down the water glass, and said: "Aunt Lin, you go back first, there is no need to clean up."

He went up to the second floor and saw that the light in the master bedroom was on. He opened the door and went in. The woman was leaning on the bedside and reading a book.

The soft light shone on her fair and delicate face, exuding an indescribably graceful style.

The long hair is like a waterfall, hanging over the shoulders.

Fu Heng walked over softly, sat by the bed, opened the book in her hand, stared at her jade-like face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you angry?"

Chu Ci saw his face unexpectedly, panicked for a moment, "Are you back?"

"Well, sorry, I have an engagement, so I'm late."

"Oh, it's okay." Chu Ci scratched her hair and smiled dryly, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No!"

Chu Ci bit her lower lip with her fine white teeth, "I don't know if Aunt Lin has removed the dishes."

A strand of hair fell from her forehead as she spoke.

With a thought in his mind, Fu Heng stretched out his hand to brush her hair behind her ear.

Chu Ci had already opened her eyes wide and looked at him in a hurry.

Those big black and white eyes were innocent and frightened at the moment, like a frightened deer.

She may not know how attractive she is at this moment.

He leaned over, ran his fingers through her hair, and drew closer to her.

Chu Ci's heart shrank, and she couldn't help but grabbed the sheet under her body with her hands.

The man covered her respiratory system with the scorching heat of alcohol, making her feel flustered for no reason.

However, Fu Heng just touched her cheek lightly, "Go down and have dinner with me."

For a moment, she thought he was going to kiss her.

But he didn't.

Chu Ci's face suddenly burned from the base of his ears, red and hot.

She desperately suppressed her heartbeat and the beauty in her heart, and then went downstairs with Fu Heng.

The dishes were a bit cold, she watched the man put the dishes in the microwave to heat up, with a serious expression on her face.

Moreover, looking at him like that, it seems that he doesn't know anything.

When the dishes were served again, Chu Ci smelled the aroma, and his stomach started to growl.

She is really hungry.

Fu Heng picked up a chopstick of vegetables and put them into his mouth, chewed them slowly for a while, nodded, and pointed to a table of vegetables, "You made all of them?"

Chu Ci really wanted to shamelessly say that she did it all by herself, so please praise me!
But it was a big lie, and she was embarrassed.

So she shook her head, "No, I just made a few, but I made this soup, do you want to try it?"

"it is good!"

Chu Ci immediately scooped up a spoonful of soup for him, "This is gastrodia squab soup. It has been boiled for a long time, and the fishy smell has disappeared."

Fu Heng took a sip and nodded, "Not bad."

It is naturally a pleasant thing to be praised by others, and it is still praised by a picky man like Fu Heng.

Chu Ci immediately burst into a smile, "Really, you are too supportive."

"Just the truth."

Seeing Fu Heng's support, Chu Ci couldn't help being in a good mood, and ate two bowls of rice in a row.

By the time she reacted, it was already too late.

She bit her chopsticks, looking frustrated.

Fu Heng looked at her loveless look, and asked, "What, did you eat too much?"

God, he really knows himself.

Chu Ci nodded, "Yes, it's over if you get fat."

The man chuckled: "Be fatter."

Chu Ci, "..."

After eating, Chu Ci took the initiative to take up the job of washing the dishes, and by the way, digested the food.

To her surprise, Fu Heng took the initiative to help her clean up.

Chu Ci supported her jaw that was about to fall, "President, this kind of thing is not suitable for you, let me do it!"

After she finished speaking, she turned on the faucet and squeezed a lot of detergent, "Go up and rest!"

Fu Heng looked at the thick layers of foam in the pool, and shook his head, a little resentful, "You can ask Aunt Lin tomorrow how to wash dishes effectively."

Chu Ci paused for a moment while holding the plate. Why did she feel that this was a blatant contempt for her?

She picked up the plate dissatisfied, "This is how I wash dishes, I guarantee it will be clean."

As soon as the words fell, the palm of my hand slipped.

The plate in his hand fell to the ground with a "click".

Chu Ci exclaimed, and hurriedly squatted down to pick up the plate.

"do not move!"

A man's deep voice came from above his head.

Chu Ci's hand that touched the shattered ceramics shrank immediately, and then felt a piercing pain.

bleeding.

(End of this chapter)