Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

In the end, she walked into her room and pressed a string of numbers, which she did not keep on file, but the phone number she recited.

After a long time, she took a deep breath and finally made up her mind to press the green button.

"Dudu Dudu..."

After a long wait, there was a busy tone.

There was no answer.

I dialed again in the evening and there was still no answer.

He doesn't want to answer his own phone, does he?

In the evening, she pursed her lips and held her mobile phone, standing beside the bed, where she saw the parking position of Foshan sports car last time.

What she said that night was really worth Fu Sihan's face. Fu Sihan, who was so proud, would never want to see her again.

After struggling for about ten minutes in the evening, they decided to send Mrs. Fu back to Yipin garden in person and sent people to the gate of Yipin garden. Naturally, the Fu family would send people safely to the main building.

Just as she was about to go out of the bedroom to talk to the old lady, the phone call she didn't get through was called back to her again.

The phone started to vibrate.

"Kuang Dang -"

in the evening, he dropped the mobile phone to the ground and picked it up in a hurry. The mobile phone was safe and sound, and the caller ID was still on.

When she reacts, she's connected.

There is an intuition in the evening that Fu Sihan will hang up the phone for him as long as she connects one second later.

"Hello." There was no sound on the other end of the phone for a long time, so I had to speak first.

"Hello? Can you hear me? "

After half a sound, I wonder if the signal is broken. The man's deep and mellow voice finally comes over, "um".

He turned back to the silent, cold and heartless Fu sanshao.

"Fu Shao, I know I don't want to answer my phone call. I didn't mean to disturb you," he said. "But your grandmother is here."

"Why is she with you?"

Night almost can think of Fu Si Han asked this sentence is eyebrow micro Cu, with puzzled and impatient.

That man is always impatient.

"On the way." It's hard to tell the truth that Mrs. Fu is looking for her granddaughter-in-law to find her in the evening, so she has to casually bolt, "you see, you arrange someone to pick up the old lady."

"Good."

The man has hung up the phone before the word "good" is heard.

"Oh." Night self mockery of the smile, some feel lost.

But what qualifications does she have to be disappointed? Divorce is what she mentioned, and she has to accept any outcome of her decision.

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after hanging up the phone, Fu Sihan stares at the mobile phone quietly, and the screen gradually darkens from the interface of hanging up, and finally stops.

He remembered that he was in a meeting when his first phone call came ten minutes ago. When the caller ID called, he immediately terminated the meeting and strode back to the office with his mobile phone.

In order to avoid his excitement being discovered.

In order to avoid anyone's detection, he Fu Sihan will be excited by the late phone call.

He was staring at the caller ID and knew it would hang up automatically.

At the moment of hanging up, he felt his heart beat slowly and seemed to regret not answering.

But if given another chance, he knew he would not answer.

When Yan wanwan made a second call, he was relieved and even thought, did she regret it? She wants to come back? If she really wants to come back, he probably doesn't need her to be nice.

Just need her soft shout "ah Han".

He will compromise everything.

Fu Sihan thought that as long as she made a third call, he would answer.

The second one didn't take over. At least Fu San Shao had a temper and pride.

As a result, he waited for ten minutes and didn't wait for the third call. Finally, he couldn't hold back and gave someone back.

I didn't expect that she didn't come here to soften up. She just said "Fu Shao", which made him furious. Every word he said was afraid to have a relationship with him again!

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"Madam Fu, I've got in touch with Fu sanshao, and he will send someone to pick you up later." Come out of the room at night.

Looking at the time, this point is still a little bit away from the meal, but afraid of the old man's hunger, she asked, "the person who came to pick you up should still have a moment to guess, what would you like to eat?"

"What to eat?" Mrs. Fu was not interested.

How could he send someone to pick me up? Can't Fu Sihan come by himself? Old lady, I don't want to be shameless. I don't want to create opportunities for him. He doesn't know how to use it. It's useless!

After reading the materials in the evening, the old lady should like desserts when she lives abroad, but she doesn't have enough materials and no oven.

"How about muffins?"

"Good."

whatever, grandchildren suck up, and muffins can't make her happy.

The way to make muffins is very simple. It's very fast in the evening. In less than half an hour, a plate of muffin was made, with jam. When situ Xianyue ate it, she was happy."It's better than what I eat abroad." As soon as situ Xianyue finished her praise, she said, "it's said that my granddaughter-in-law is also very good at cooking. Unfortunately, my old lady ran away without a bite of her. The old people don't like it anymore

The late night's heart deficient Fu forehead, today again and again by the connotation, gave birth to more and more guilt.

"Mrs. Fu, if you like, I'll pack the rest of the muffins for you to take away?"

"Thank you for being late."

Mrs. Fu seems to be still immersed in the sadness of "I'm old. My granddaughter-in-law doesn't like me and runs away. She doesn't cook for me.".

Late and late: I feel so guilty.

I can only hope that the people of yipinyuan come to pick up people quickly. Who can hold on to it!

The plan for the evening is to wait for people from yipinyuan to call. She asks the property owner to send Mrs. Fu out. After all, she has lived in yipinyuan for a year, and people all over the world recognize her. She personally sends people out, and they are embarrassed.

However, God did not give her this embarrassing opportunity.

"Ding Dong -- Ding Dong --"

the doorbell rings.

Late night Zheng Leng's looking at suddenly appeared in his own door tall man.

Beautiful facial features, deep eyes and more deep eyes, wearing a hand-made suit pants and white shirt, the suit coat is placed at the elbow, looking at her silently, cold temperament, powerful momentum.

Evening has a moment of trance, forget this evening is when.

Fu Sihan has appeared in front of her countless times.

“…… How is it you? " When I came back to my mind in the evening, I felt a strange feeling of being near home, and subconsciously stepped back.

Fu Sihan saw her subconsciously step back half step, and the irony flashed through her eyes.

I don't even want to be in close contact with him.

"I'll pick you up." Fu Si Han said without expression, his eyes turned to Yan wanwan's back, and saw his old lady sitting on the sofa in surprise.

Fu Sihan turned his head to situ Xianyue and said, "grandma, let's go."