Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 409 Is it possible that you can still hit me
But as a good model husband, how could he show his reluctance on his face? Fu Heng picked up the scarf with a look of admiration: "It's so pretty!"

Looks good, you should take it with you!
Hearing what Fu Heng said, Chu Ci immediately got excited, and she wrapped him up with her own hands: "Why don't you go to work around it?"

Fu Heng touched his nose: "It's not too cold these days, let's talk about it when it gets colder!"

Chu Ci tied the scarf in a knot, "The weather forecast said that the temperature will drop in a few days, so we must prepare for the cold in advance!"

Fu Heng exhaled secretly, gritted his teeth, and his expression was a bit indescribable: "The company is not cold."

No matter how stupid Chu Ci was, she understood the meaning, and her expression was a little disappointed: "You don't like it!"

"no!"

"You lied to me!" Chu Ci took off the scarf around Fu Heng's neck with a sullen expression, "It seems a bit ugly!"

Her expression was very downcast, like a disappointed child who has not been praised by adults.

Although there are some facts, the facts don't have to be said.

Fu Heng pulled the scarf in her hand: "It's the first time to weave it like this, it's pretty good."

Although it is indeed a bit ugly.

Chu Ci still couldn't be happy, and said sullenly: "You really can talk."

In fact, being a human being is really difficult. It is not good to tell the truth, and it is even more difficult to praise people without conscience.

…………

After more than half a year of adjustment and cultivation, Chu Ci's body has almost recovered, and his mental state has stabilized.

The news that Fu Heng was going to get married was released again.

This time it was not someone else who spoke, but An Shaoyun.

As Chu Ci's younger brother, he has been thinking of ways to repair the relationship between An Qiyu and Chu Ci.

That day when Chu Ci went to the mall to buy clothes for her two children, An Shaoyun called her and said that she wanted to invite her to dinner tonight. Chu Ci asked at that time, "Is Mrs. An there?"

An Shaoyun was very sincere: "Yes."

Chu Ci thought about it, and finally agreed.

A while ago, old Carolin fell ill, and An Qiyu and An Shaoyun flew back to take care of him for a while. Old Carolin was so flirtatious. He had countless lovers and children, but few of them really regarded him as a husband and father.

Chu Ci thought that she had already said what she needed to say clearly, so when she faced Mrs. An, she didn't say a word.

When she didn't know her identity before, Chu Ci could still exchange some polite greetings with her. Mrs. An was an oil painter, so Chu Ci sometimes watched oil painting appreciation and chatted with her about oil paintings.

But now that they met, nothing but embarrassment was embarrassing.

Mrs. An doesn't want to recognize her daughter openly, so she doesn't want to ask this mother to recognize herself.

When she was young, she had a mother who loved her so much, but now she has no such expectation.

While in the car, An Shaoyun also asked: "Has the wedding date for you and Fu Heng been fixed?"

"No!" Chu Ci looked out the window: "Grandpa Fu Heng hasn't woken up yet, we want to wait until Grandpa wakes up."

"Remember to tell me when the day is set!"

Chu Ci nodded: "That's for sure!"

An Shaoyun sighed slightly, and his tone was quite sincere: "I used to like you very much, but I didn't expect that we are still related by blood, but this can also explain why I saw you for the first time I think you are very familiar."

He has spent a lot of time in mainland China in the past few years, and his Chinese level has improved by leaps and bounds. He even said: "As Baoyu said, I have met this sister."

Chu Ci smiled: "You can, your Chinese has improved a lot."

"I feel so too!"

An Shaoyun accepted her compliment without hesitation.

During the dinner, Chu Ci didn't speak, neither did An Qiyu, it was An Shaoyun who kept the atmosphere alive.

An Qiyu attaches great importance to her reputation, and her social circle is full of famous businessmen and politicians, who often cherish her own feathers and refuse to let herself get a little dirty.

Especially recently, An Qiyu is about to rejuvenate for the third time.

The other party's identity is not small, and he met An Qiyu at an oil painting exhibition. He lost his wife in his early years and never married. Now seeing An Qiyu, he felt that his heart, which had been dusty for many years, had suddenly recovered and blossomed.

An Qiyu is also getting older, and recently she is even more lonely, and she also wants to have a companion when she gets old, so she is very concerned about this relationship.

The man's family is a military and political family, and he can't tolerate any bad rumors.

But facing Chu Ci, she felt a lot of guilt. After An Shaoyun left to check out, she asked, "Are you and Fu Heng planning to have a wedding?"

"It will be done, but the time has not been set."

In the beginning, when the two of them got married, it was just a simple certificate. There was no wedding, and she didn't even wear a wedding dress. This time, it must be made up.

But Fu Heng was careful this time, he didn't reveal it earlier, he was going to keep a low profile.

The marriage news that was revealed last time ended up with so many unexpected things happening.

"Will you invite me?" An Qiyu smiled.

Chu Ci's silence made her very embarrassed.

In the past, Chu Tianhua told her that when you get married, your father will definitely hand you over to him personally, and tell him to treat you well.

But he went so early, he didn't even have time to see her get married.

This has always been a regret in her heart. Now that she has a mother, Chu Ci said: "Yes, I will invite you and Dylan to come together."

But what kind of identity is an unknown.

Chu Ci doesn't expect her to recognize herself, nor does she expect her to marry him off.

An Qiyu sighed: "You had a hard time in the past, you must live well in the future, and be happy!"

Chu Ci nodded and pulled her lips: "Okay!"

An Qiyu's face suddenly became a little excited, she stretched out her hand to cover her eyes: "Chu Ci, as long as I can recognize you openly, you can call me mom!"

Chu Ci's eyes were very calm, and there was not much emotion on her face. Ever since she knew that An Qiyu was her mother, she had been very calm. She was not shocked and felt unable to bear the emotional breakdown.

Because An Qiyu still doesn't recognize her, it has nothing to do with knowing or not.

An Qiyu will still carefully keep this secret, not to let her reputation be affected or slandered, and even deny it when necessary.

"Mrs. An, I can understand." Chu Ci nodded, her eyes as calm as a deep spring: "I know that reputation is very important to you. I have worked so hard for so many years. It is indeed a pity that it was destroyed.”

She said it was understandable, but it didn't mean she would agree.

At least for Chu Ci, she couldn't do the thing of abandoning her daughter for the sake of her future.

"I don't blame you."

An Qiyu carefully wiped away tears with a tissue: "Then, Chu Ci, would you like to call me mom?"

Chu Ci pondered for a while and said: "When I was young, I asked my father where my mother was, and he said she was gone. Later, I asked a lot, and he said she was dead. Afterwards, he said that I was picked up and that I have no parents. So, if you say you are guilty of me, in fact, the one who is most sorry is my father!"

An Qiyu was stunned for a moment.

She was indeed sorry for Chu Tianhua, she hadn't been back for so many years, but when she came back, she learned that her old friend had passed away.

On the car back, An Shaoyun asked again: "Aren't you going to accept her?"

"If Papa forgives her, I'll accept it."

An Shaoyun didn't know how to respond.

How to forgive a person who has already left? Chu Ci's implication is that he does not intend to accept it.

An Shaoyun reached out and rubbed her head.

Chu Ci was furious, and glared: "You dare to touch my head!"

"Why don't you dare?" An Shaoyun smiled narrowly: "Could it be possible that you can still hit me?"

"Why didn't I realize you were such a rascal before!"

"It used to be before, but now it's different."

Now An Shaoyun is going to let himself go.

Just after Chu Ci finished that sentence, her eyes suddenly dimmed. She thought of Chu Xuan from a long time ago.

At that time, he also liked to touch her head and then grinned with big teeth: "Touch the dog's head."

She was also very angry, but there was nothing she could do.

That was the closest person in her life, but it was still not easy to be like a stranger.

Thinking of him now, my heart is not hatred, but regret and regret.

An Shaoyun didn't know what she was thinking, and drove the driveway: "When you and Fu Heng get married, I will ask him for a big red envelope, otherwise I won't give you to him!"

Chu Ci laughed.

"Why are you still unhappy?" An Shaoyun looked at her, his amber eyes shining with concern.

"No." She said no, but Chu Ci still sighed unconsciously.

Finally, she pursed her lips: "Although I lost a younger brother, it is not a loss to earn another one."

An Shaoyun curled his lips: "It's not just a loss, it's a big profit. I'm many times better than him, at least I won't eat inside and outside."

Chu Ci smiled slightly: "I really know how to put gold on my face."

"Did I use the right word?"

Chu Ci thought for a while, but still didn't speak.

…………

It seems that she has been insulated from gossip for a long time, so when the news posted the photo of her meeting with An Shaoyun the next day, Chu Ci still had some doubts. And her gossip?

Chu Ci was quite speechless. Looking at the description in the newspaper, she seemed to have turned into a woman who would do whatever it takes to marry into a wealthy family.

She was scolded badly on the Internet again, but Chu Ci had already cultivated an indestructible heart, so she didn't even read these comments, and just ignored them.

Naturally, no one found her at home.

But An Shaoyun was surrounded by reporters downstairs in the company.

He also wants to get engaged now, so naturally he can't be surrounded by gossip and gossip. He has no choice but to say that they are just friends. Of course, this explanation cannot satisfy the desire to gossip.

Chu Ci's face was exposed, and the reporter would definitely not let it go. The reporter who soon had something good said: "The former Ms. Chu has been entangled between you and Fu Heng, the president of the Fu family. What do you have to do about it?" to say."

(End of this chapter)