Crippled Master's Young Wife

Looking at Fu Yunting's unhappy handsome face, Xia Ling's depression dissipated in an instant.

It seems that she didn't really think he was amorous.

But why didn't he tell her his true identity?

Xia Ling pursed her lips, straightened her hair and said as she walked, "it's none of my business whether you are abusive or not? Anyway, you're not my husband, so I don't bother to care about you."

In fact, she wanted to ask him, who is the woman in his heart?

What do you look like?

Where are we now?

However, the words were swallowed again.

What position does she have to inquire?

He didn't tell her his true identity.

How angry!

"I..."

Looking at the slender figure of the woman, Fu Yunting smiled and shook his head.

When he arranges, he must tell her his true identity.

"Xia Ling, how can you ignore it? Next time you have to clarify the misunderstanding with your aunt."

"Clarify what? Those who clarify themselves!"

"You can't say that. Are you going to clarify or not?"

“......”

The two fought and the car sped all the way back to the villa.

After entering the door, Fu Yunting lost his key and looked at the woman changing her shoes and said, "I'll give you ten minutes to review. I'll check it right away."

Xia Ling: "

Well, hasn't he forgotten it yet?

She pursed her lips and hurried upstairs. Xia Ling ran into the study at one breath.

Behind him, Fu Yunting hooked his lips and followed up.

When he entered the study, he saw that Xia Ling was seriously looking through the books.

Fu Yunting turned on the computer, found out the analysis of Xia's business situation sent by Han Bing, and hooked his lips.

After looking at the time, Fu Yunting glanced at the woman who was still gnawing at the book and coughed, "come here."

Hearing the speech, Xia Ling lifted her eyes and walked past according to the speech.

"What's up?"

Fu Yunting said nothing, but turned the computer to the side, "look, can you understand these data?"

Xia Ling took a closer look. It turned out to be Xia's financial statements.

"This is OK."

Although she studied design, she could still understand the financial statements.

"Then compare the two pictures. Can you see the gap between this year and previous years?"

Fu Yunting approached a little, pointed to the two pictures and asked.

"This..."

Xia Ling pursed her lips and thought about the question raised by Fu Yunting.

Fu Yunting glanced at her. Under the warm yellow light, the woman's skin was as thick as grease, her side face was beautiful, and her long eyelashes flickered. Because she was thinking, her nose wrinkled unconsciously, adding a pair of charming and naive.

Look at the beauty under the lamp, the more you look, the more beautiful you are.

Fu Yunting's sexy throat rolled slightly. He only felt that the faint fragrance from the tip of his nose made his mind a little erratic.

This is his wife. Why on earth hasn't he eaten her?

Self abuse?

"I see. Compared with last year, this year has increased by 10% year-on-year. Are you right?"

Xia Ling looked excited and looked at Fu Yunting. At the same time, she turned her foot and sat on Fu Yunting's leg.

Men's thigh muscles are tight, and the hot temperature seems to burn people's skin.

Xia Ling was stunned, and her little face quickly turned crimson. Just when she wanted to get up, Fu Yunting hooked her waist.

Four eyes are opposite, and two small selves are reflected in the man's deep eyes.

"Well... Well, you let me up."

Xia Ling swallowed her saliva and looked at the man's handsome face closer and closer, with an unconscious coquetry in the sound line.

Fu Yunting's eyes were more dark, and the blood all over his body was gushing to one place.

This is his wife. He can exercise his rights!