Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She thought that life would continue. If she was destined to be tied together, she would choose to make herself feel better.

After buying flowers, she put the bouquet in the co driver's seat, looked at it and smiled slightly.

It's probably what you and I wanted in the morning, so she looks soft all day.

When the car started, the mobile phone rang. She picked up the mobile phone and looked at it.

It's an MMS sent by a strange number. As soon as you open it——

She was stunned.

It's a picture of Tang Yao.

Photos of Tang Yao and Shen Wan together.

And it's today, because she saw him change his clothes when he went out today.

She looked at her husband and Shen Wan standing in the waiting room of Hong Kong Airport hugging each other. His hand was on Shen Wan's back. His expression was very gentle.

Fu ran smiled softly and burst into tears.

He's really good.

He did that to her early in the morning and went to meet other women in the twinkling of an eye. Why did he want her? Aren't you afraid of being powerless in the face of other women?

Oh, she forgot that president Tang is very energetic. He can do it all night.

This comes from a woman.

Fu ran covers her eyes with her hands and puts her cell phone aside.

The mobile phone rings again. She doesn't want to answer it, but the mobile phone keeps ringing and ringing. She is very stubborn.

She finally picked it up, her fingers trembling.

It's from home. It should be Nianchen.

But the voice was a servant at home. His voice was a little flustered: "madam, Nianchen accidentally burned himself. Come back soon."

burn?

Fu Ran's heart trembled and hurriedly asked, "is it serious?"

"It's a finger, but Nianchen has been crying." The nanny's voice seemed to be crying.

Fu ran slightly closed his eyes and calmed his mind: "tell him that his mother will be back in a minute. Men don't cry."

With that, she hung up and drove the car very fast.

Next, she had little time to think about Tang Yao, her husband and Shen Wan.

She went home and took Nianchen to the hospital. The injury was not serious, but it was not light.

After bandaging, I observed to make sure there was no inflammation. Then I went home. It was already 9 p.m. when I returned to the villa.

The lights in the villa were on in twos and threes, looking lonely.

Fu ran gets off the bus with Nianchen in her arms. Xiaonianchen whispers, "Mom's flowers."

Fu ran was stunned and asked the nanny to take the flowers.

The nanny whispered, "madam, don't blame Nianchen. He accidentally burned it today because he wanted to light a candle for you."

Fu ran nodded, "I see. Prepare dinner. Nianchen should be hungry!"

"By the way, sir ordered a cake. Would you like to have some for Nianchen first. He's been looking forward to it all day. I hope you can have a happy birthday. " The nanny is also a little guilty. After all, she doesn't care about Nianchen.

Fu ran was stunned.

Happy birthday?

How could she be happy?

But her face was still calm, "OK, take it out and cut a piece for Nianchen!"

Tang Nianchen kept looking at her and said carefully, "where's dad?"

Fu ran hung his head and said, "Dad is still working."

Read Chen Oh, no more questions.

When cutting the cake, he wanted his mother to make a wish, but he could see that his mother was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to say it again.

Fu ran ate, coaxed Nianchen to sleep, and went downstairs to deal with the family affairs.

When it was already 10:30, she dragged her tired body upstairs.

Just then, Tang Yao came back... With a bunch of red roses in his hand.