Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

"Wow -" facing Guan Shili's treatment, Yan Yan was only five years old. Naturally, he couldn't understand. He only knew who was good to him and who was bad to him, so the smile on his face immediately disappeared and replaced by crying and tears.

"What are you crying for? Shut up!" Guan Shili's heart was already uncomfortable. Hearing these harsh cries, a burst of anger rushed into his heart, pointed to Yanyan's face and shouted.

But the child didn't know how to observe words and colors. The more fierce she was, the more he cried. Suddenly, the whole living room was filled with his cry.

"Don't cry, I'm so bored. If you cry again, I'll hit someone!" Guan Shili said, his right hand couldn't help but raise, and the momentum was about to hit. Seeing what he said, he sat on the ground all at once, crying more fiercely. The veins on his neck burst and his face turned red.

Seeing that the situation was bad, sister-in-law Li immediately ran up, forcibly pulled Yanyan up from the ground, took him and left.

There was no crying in Guan Shili's ear. His mood was calmer at last. He slowly put down his right hand. The anger in his eyes slowly dissipated after a long time.

After last night's entertainment, Fu qiaozun finally won the land development right in the suburb of Dongcheng. The importance of this project is no less than the new urban development project five years ago. It is one of the best projects in the city. Therefore, Fu's up and down is naturally sloppy. Therefore, since he arrived at the company in the morning, he kept convening meetings of shareholders and employees, Every minute and every second was spent in the conference room. I didn't even have time to eat lunch. When the meeting was all over, it was already 3 p.m.

"Mr. Fu, you've been tired all day. Let's have something to eat first." Seeing that Fu had not eaten much all day, Linda took a box of Bento with concern and put it in front of him.

"No, take it." Fu even Zun still focused his attention on the computer in front of him. He didn't care about it at all. He just answered coldly at the mouth, and his expression was as serious and indifferent as ever.

"I've already bought this. If you don't eat it, it's a waste. Besides, you're not made of iron. Work is important, but your body can't help it." Linda advised painstakingly, with a little heartache on her face.

"You seem to talk too much today." Fu didn't change his mind at all. He just responded to this sentence and completely blocked her back so that she couldn't say a word.

Linda took a step forward, took the Bento and went straight out. She knew Fu's temper and didn't like others to meddle in other people's affairs, so she didn't dare to stop for a moment for fear that she might offend him accidentally.

Fu was busy until the evening. Seeing that it was almost dark outside, he realized that it seemed to be getting late. He stood up and went straight out. Now he had already finished work, and the people in the company were almost gone. With his coat in his hand, he went straight to the parking lot.

He doesn't know how many times he left, the company is already empty. He only knows that in the past five years, he has focused all his attention on his work, so that Fu's continuous development and growth, steady performance and reputation in the industry are not what they used to be. It seems that only in this way can he really calm his heart.

He thought it was so late now that Guan Shili and Yanyan should have rested long ago, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the door, Yanyan rushed out of a corner and hugged his thigh.

"Yan Yan, why don't you go back to your room so late? Where's your mother?" Fu qiaozun's face gave birth to some doubts. He picked up Yanyan and asked.

"My mother was angry and ignored me. She was cruel to me this morning and said she wanted to hit me." Yan Yan lies in Fu qizun's arms, with hazy tears in his eyes, a soft little milk sound that is lovable, and his fleshy little face is full of fatigue.

"How could this happen? Did you do something to make your mother angry?" He asked suspiciously, and bursts of heartache sprang up in his eyes.

"I don't. I just want my mother to play with me. My mother used to play with me." Yan Yan was also full of grievances. He didn't know what had happened. He could only explain it to Fu qizun like this. He tooted his small mouth and looked pathetic. It was really distressing.

Fu gradually realized that the reason for this was nothing more than that adults were uncomfortable and spread their anger on children. He slightly lowered his eyes and had a little more helplessness. Usually he stayed in the company. Yan Yan was always brought by Guan Shili. Ask himself, he really treated Yan Yan badly. Yan Yan was only a child after all and should not be treated like this.

"If your mother doesn't play with you in the future, just wait for your father to come back and play with you. Don't make your mother angry again." He gently pinched his little face, his eyes were gentle, and his eyes were not as cold as before.

"But you always come back late every day. When you come back, I fall asleep." As he spoke, he could not help but hang his head down, and his face was full of loss. The children's joys, sorrows and joys were written on his face, so he could not see that he was unhappy.

"Now Dad promises you that from tomorrow, he will come back before you go to bed and play with you for an hour." His eyes were full of determination, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a gentle arc appeared on his face.

"Great, let's pull the hook and don't go back!" As soon as I heard the words, I couldn't help getting excited. I stretched out my little thumb. I was sad before, and now I'm excited.

Fu even Zun didn't refuse either. He just stretched out his little thumb, hooked his finger, and pulled the hook with him. That's what counts.

"Well, it's really late now. Go to bed quickly, or you'll have to stay in bed again tomorrow morning." He put Yanyan on the ground and gave a wink to sister-in-law Li standing aside. Sister-in-law Li came over, took Yanyan's hand and tried to send him back to the room.

"Good night, Dad. We pulled the hook. We can't go back." Yan Yan stood at the entrance of the stairs and didn't forget to remind Fu uniform.

Fu uniform Zun nodded, answered in his mouth, with a gentle smile on his face, thinking that if Mu Yansheng's child was still there, there should be such a big one now. Time passed so fast that he was a little caught off guard.