Catch You! My Dear Wife

Soon, the suitcase was packed. When Xiang Nuan thought Fu Yehan didn't care, Fu Yehan looked at the room and said faintly, "life alone is very chaotic?"

Xiang Nuan heard this sentence and suddenly blushed. He picked up Xiaobai who had just been put on the sofa and stared at Fu Yehan.

When Xiang Nuan reached out to take the suitcase, Fu Yehan suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the suitcase away. He directly crossed the owner of the suitcase, picked up the suitcase and went out of the room.

Xiang Nuan can only hold Xiaobai and follow Fu Yehan behind him.

When the two of them went out, they saw Bai Yongmei standing right at the door, next to the servant who had just come up.

But Fu Yehan went downstairs as if he didn't see Bai Yongmei.

Bai Yongmei didn't say anything. She followed the two people until everyone came downstairs. She didn't stand in front of Fu Yehan.

Fu Yehan looked up at Bai Yongmei, still silent.

There was a strange silence.

Just when Xiang Nuan wanted to say something, suddenly, Fu Yehan pulled Xiang Nuan's wrist and walked directly outside the door.

Xiang Nuan hesitated for a moment. Finally, he was dragged by Fu Yehan and went out together.

Although she had a quarrel with Bai Yongmei, her anger had long disappeared.

Now, seeing their mother and son, so strange, I still feel a little strange

……

After coming out of Bai Yongmei's apartment, Fu Yehan's face got better. Xiang Nuan watched Fu Yehan put his luggage behind the car, and then pulled his sleeve.

"What's the matter?" Fu Yehan looked at Xiang Nuan.

"You... Aren't you going to say something to Bai Yongmei? After all, she is your mother. We suddenly walked away from him. Some..."

She has a try mentality.

Fu Yehan made a movement on his hand, frowned and looked at Xiang Nuan.

Xiang Nuan stiffened and regretted saying what he had just said.

In fact, I already knew that their mother and son were not compatible. Why don't I go to the pot and lift the pot?

She lowered her head with a guilty heart and secretly looked at Fu Yehan from time to time.

It's true that Fu Yehan has been avoiding Bai Yongmei's questions. Today, he came to Bai Yongmei's apartment because he just wanted to get a suitcase. He had to ask the exit.

Just as Xiang Nuan was about to change the subject, Fu Yehan suddenly opened his mouth.

"I don't think so. I don't want to talk to her."

"Huh?"

Xiang Nuan just reacted. Fu Yehan explained to himself.

Nodded, "Oh, ok... Let's go."

Fu Yehan looked up just right to Xiang Nuan's red eyes. Xiang Nuan didn't know how many tears he shed this afternoon. Half narrowing his eyes, Fu Yehan easily pinched her face.

The corners of his mouth made an arc, "don't cry in the future. It's so ugly."

He felt a pain on his warm face: "..."

It's deformed. Isn't it ugly?

"I'm not ugly!" He was unconvinced by the warmth.

"Oh... Instead of thinking about this, let's find a place to talk...".

"Ah, what are you talking about..."

Gently push away to warm, Fu Yehan put his hand on his face.

"Don't talk here, go home."

With that, Fu Yehan opened the door.

……

The car drove all the way back to Fu's house.

After getting off the car, Xiang Nuan still hugged Xiaobai, while Fu Yehan took the initiative to carry his luggage. Their mother and son followed Fu Yehan behind, a warm look.

As soon as he went in, the housekeeper saw Xiang Nuan coming back with his children. His eyes were red. He was very moved.

"Young grandma, you're finally back. I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

Xiang Nuan said unkindly, "housekeeper, are you waiting for me?"

"Yes, I knew the young grandmother would come back. Isn't she back?"

Xiang Nuan was more embarrassed, so he turned and looked at Fu Yehan beside him.

The look on the young master's face can't see his emotion.

However, based on Xiang Nuan's tacit understanding with Fu Yehan, she judged that Fu Yehan's mood must not be cold.

In this way, Xiang Nuan was pulled by the housekeeper to talk a lot of gossip. Anyway, the head of the family was short and talked about everything. He also made him want to cry

At the end of the day, my tears flowed like the water of the Yellow River.

In other words, Fu Yehan handed over his luggage to the servant and went upstairs. Xiang Nuan listened to the meaning of Fu Yehan's dialogue with other servants. It seemed that he was thinking about going up to take a shower.

So Xiang Nuan said a few more words to the housekeeper. Anyway, there was nothing to do upstairs. On the contrary, it would disturb Fu Yehan.

"Just come back, young lady. You don't know that during your absence, you can't eat well or sleep well. The whole person has lost a lot of pounds. We are too worried. We're afraid that the young master's body can't bear it. Fortunately, the young lady is back..."

Xiang Nuan was a little surprised.

Is Fu Yehan really so worried about himself

"Don't you believe it, young lady? We can see that the young lady and the young master have a thousand miles of marriage, and they are constantly linked. Besides, in these days when the young lady is not here now, the young master often sits in the study all night. You say that in this way, no one can survive."

As Guan Jiazheng said, they both didn't expect Fu Yehan to be walking in the corridor upstairs not far away, like returning to the study with something, so they just heard what they said.

"Housekeeper..."

Fu Yehan faintly shouted. His voice was not very loud. If the housekeeper continued to say so, someone's face would really be out of control.

But the housekeeper is old and is talking happily. Where do you care and where can you hear

The housekeeper took Xiang warm's hand, as if there were endless bitter water to pour, she continued.

"Young grandma, can you promise me that you will have fewer quarrels with the young master in the future? The young master is very sad. Do you think the family is not friendly?"

"I've read all the news outside. Don't worry. It's all fake news. I took the young master's clothes and washed them. There's no smell at all."

"Young master, he's just a knife with a bean curd heart. He doesn't want you to divorce him. So if you want to fight with you, don't take it to heart. Anyway, young master doesn't live better than you these days..."

When the housekeeper said this, the face of Fu Yehan upstairs was completely lost.

He stood still, turned his head and looked at Xiang Nuan. He kept interrupting: "Xiang Nuan."

It's louder this time.

I was startled by the warmth.

The housekeeper turned away.

"Oh, young master, you didn't take a bath? I didn't see you... What can I do for you?"

"No..."

"Ah?"

Interrupted the housekeeper's chatter, Fu Yehan rushed to warm and waved.

Seeing this, the housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, shook his head and whispered to Nuan.

"You see, the young master can't keep his face. In fact, he has a thin skin. Don't fight with him."

Nodded to Nuan, smiled, then said a few words to the housekeeper, and went upstairs with Fu Yehan.