Cold Wife, Never Try to Escape

"Tinghe, it's not easy for Xiaojin to take her children abroad these years. You must treat her well in the future." Wan Ru looked at Fu Jin who went out and thought about how she had spent the past few years alone with her children at a young age! Her kind eyes are moist and distressed.

"Mom, of course my wife will treat her well. Don't worry!" The sitting Su Tinghe nodded.

"If you want to be good to Mommy, she has to accept it!" Xuanyuanzi Mo listened to the conversation between grandma and dad and added a sentence with disapproval.

"Hehe, boy, come to Grandpa." Looking at the little guy who despises his father, Su Cheng waved to him happily.

"Grandpa." Xuanyuanzi Mo climbed down from the chair beside the old lady. Wan Ru took his hand and walked to Su Cheng.

"Boy, your father doesn't seem very satisfied!" Su Cheng hugged the little guy and sat on his lap, touching his little head. His loving eyes liked him more and more. It's just like his son when he was a child, but the child is more clever and slippery than Su Tinghe.

"Well... A little." Xuanyuanzi Mo nodded calmly. Looking at his lovely appearance, the whole room couldn't help laughing. Su Tinghe sat opposite the two masters with a smile on his face, expecting his son to tell his shortcomings so that he could correct them quickly.

"Then tell me, why doesn't he satisfy you? Let's criticize him and let him correct it?" In fact, Su Cheng heard something unusual from the child's words, but the old man and his in laws were there, and it was hard for him to ask his son. At this time, tease your grandson. The child may say that there is no estrangement between father and son, and can give Fu Jin a relief.

"Well... Head Su is very overbearing, doesn't talk about human rights, and doesn't care about mommy's wishes at all. He is not a good husband. "

"... hahaha... Do you hear me? The child's words are very reasonable. You have to change your bad temper! " Su Cheng laughs on his back and kisses his grandson's face to see his depressed son's eyes! Bastard, someone can finally clean you up

Fu Jin came out of the bathroom and stood in front of the washing table to wash his hands. In the mirror, his face was still red and shy. He drew a paper towel to wipe the water stains on his hands. At this time, a figure came out of another bathroom. Fu Jin looked up and just looked into each other's eyes.

"... cousin, it's such a coincidence that you come here for dinner?" Looking at Wang Lanxin behind him, Fu Jin had to talk to her.

"Yes, yes, what a coincidence. We've met again in such a short time!" Wang Lanxin was stunned and showed a random smile. He came to wash his hands next to Fu Jin

After coming out of Fu Dongshan's house, Wang Lanxin didn't know how he took a taxi to the dynasty hotel. Fu Jin came back and brought back the shocking news of Su Tinghe's child.

After trying his best to make fu Dongshan agree to his request, the beautiful dream was broken before it began. Resentment and depression are like wisps of black withered vines tightly wrapped around her heart, making her out of breath.

Wang Lanxin secretly sighed that the old God was unfair to himself, and was angry that Fu Jin came back from the dead again, disturbing his good deeds. So that having dinner with Zhang Quan was listless. Depressed, she drank two more cups and happened to come to the bathroom at this time. Looking at Fu Jin greeting himself, although he was angry, he had to talk to her reluctantly.

"Xiao Jin, my cousin came from the South and invited me to dinner. Go and meet him! It's a relative, isn't it? " Wang Lanxin said affectionately, pulling Fu Jin out of the bathroom.

"There are many people over there. Another day!" Fu Jingen didn't want to be too intimate with Wang Lanxin, but she couldn't really get rid of her.

"Oh, it's better to hit the sun than choose a day. We're at the door. It's not too late to say a word!" Wang Lanxin took Fu Jin to the door of his box and pushed the door open.

There were two men sitting in the box. They were well-dressed. At a glance, they were the clothes of the rich. They were whispering something. When they saw Fu Jin coming in at the door, they immediately took amazing eyes.

Tonight Fu Jin didn't dress up deliberately, but her casual dress wrapped her graceful figure up in front and back. The long dark brown curly hair is scattered on the shoulders, which is more charming and moving against the beautiful little face. It's a tantalizing chord that is hard to give up.

"Cousin, who is this beauty!" Zhang Quan swallowed his saliva and then remembered to open his mouth. He stood up with a dumping look on his face.

"Hee hee, cousin, this is Fu Jin, my uncle's cousin!" Wang Lanxin took Fu Jin in and walked to the table. "Xiao Jin, when you were a child, my cousin and I went to grandma's house and met you!"

"... cousin." Fu Jingen had no impression of Zhang Quan and nodded.

"... Oh, Fu Jin! Come on, sit down! The little girl is so beautiful! I can't believe it! " Zhang Quan suddenly remembered that Wang Lanxin wanted to sleep with him a few years ago! I didn't expect to see such a beautiful girl! The heart couldn't help jumping wildly, and the muscles on his face shook a few times.

"Beauty, sit down!" The other man looked at Fu Jin with bright eyes and said for half a day.

"... no, I have guests waiting! Cousin, we are not outsiders. It's the same to talk another day. I'll hurry over and eat slowly! " Looking at the look in their eyes, Fu Jin frowned slightly. Because the relatives didn't have a cold face, they nodded at them, ignored Wang Lanxin's request, and turned out of the box

Fu Jin didn't care about a little episode. When he returned to the VIP Hall, everyone had eaten well. Xuanyuanzi was not held fast by the old lady and insisted on taking it back to the Liyuan. Fu Jinzheng asked the little guy's advice before he let them get on the bus. Su Cheng doesn't go to the residence anymore. He puts down the meeting to be held in the evening and returns to Liyuan with his grandson.

Wu Gang had already returned to the army. Su Tinghe drove back to the community with Fu Jin and Fu Dongshan. Fu Jin helped his parents out of the car and looked at Su Tinghe who was about to turn off.

"Go back and be careful on the way." Fu Dongshan didn't have time to say anything to Su Tinghe, so he was lightly thrown down and dragged their Fu Jin into the corridor.

... "I'll be the coachman! Be careful on the road? I'm not going back! I'll be where my wife is! Twenty four filial piety is a good husband, but he doesn't say it! When the fire went out, Su Tinghe closed the door and followed in quietly.

"Why don't you let Tinghe in?" Fu Dongshan asked as he went upstairs.

"Something happened to the army..."

"Wife, I'm fine." Before Fu Jin finished, Su Tinghe heard some sad voices behind him.

"... hehe, it's all right. Come in!" Fu Dongshan, who opened the door, looked back with a simple smile and entered the house. Zhang Xiu followed him into the house to make tea for them.

"..." after entering the door, Fu Jin ignored Su Tinghe and sat on the single sofa on one side. Unexpectedly, Su Tinghe didn't sit next to Fu Dongshan. Instead, he came and sat on the back of her sofa. His tall body was blocked aside like a hill. Fu Jin was depressed! What happened to Su Tinghe today? What kind of wind! How did you get so sticky? Than Hugh Vince!

"Tinghe, have some tea." Zhang Xiu came out with a teapot to greet Su Tinghe.

"Mom, don't be busy. He'll be back in a minute." Fu Jin hid to one side and said without raising his head.

"Yes, mom, we'll be back in a minute. Don't be busy!" Su Tinghe sat in again, said something, stretched out his hand and put it on the back of the sofa behind Fu Jin, holding her in his arms.

"..." who told us! Fu Jin looked up at him and gave her a pair of black eyes with a smile.

"Don't go tonight. You sleep in the house before Xiaojin. Let your mother make dumplings for you tomorrow." Fu Dongshan was reluctant to part with his daughter who had just returned.

"Dad, who says I'm leaving? I'll live at home in the future." Fu Jin didn't want to say it.

"Dad, mom, we're not going back. I want to eat mom's dumplings, too. Xiao Jin is willing to live here. We will live here in the future! "

"..." Fu Jin looked up at the calm man and bit his teeth. Su Tinghe, you definitely did it on purpose