One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

The turmoil subsided temporarily, Jian Changqing did not leave in a hurry, but talked to Fu Nianchen alone.

"Thank you for what happened just now." Jian Changqing is not a person who doesn't know good people. She appreciates Fu Nianchen's help.

"You don't need to thank me, I'm all for Little Pudding." Fu Nianchen directly put all his kindness on Little Pudding, and his words of help seemed to have nothing to do with Jian Changqing.

After hearing a lot of similar words, Jian Changqing got used to it, but she was still a little embarrassed, and she couldn't help being embarrassing because of her self-indulgence.

"Little Pudding is a good child. She shouldn't be treated unfairly. Since I've met her once, as an elder, I shouldn't stand idly by when I know about it." Fu Nianchen spoke righteously and without selfishness. All out of good intentions.

How much Fu Nianchen loves little pudding, Jian Changqing also sees it.

"You like little pudding very much?" Jian Changqing couldn't ignore this problem, or rather, it gradually became a big problem in her mind.

"I'm afraid no one would dislike a cute and sensible child." Fu Nianchen said again, "You taught her well."

The moment Jian Changqing heard Fu Nianchen's praise, Jian Changqing's heart almost jumped out of his throat. Could it be that he knew about Little Pudding's life experience and would rob her of the child.

Seeing the face of the person in front of him gradually pale, Fu Nianchen felt a pain in his heart.

"You are a good mother. Little Pudding is lucky to have a mother like you." Fu Nianchen made no secret of his sadness and the hurt he endured.

It was obvious that his back was straight, but for no reason it made people feel that he was straining.

Jian Changqing couldn't help thinking about the quarrel between Fu Nianchen and his mother, and she also forgot the panic and fear caused by that anxiety, but looked at Fu Nianchen with a little worry, and didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

"In these years, my relationship with my family has become a stranger." Fu Nianchen directly told his situation, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were full of grief.

It was rare for Jian Changqing to see Fu Nianchen so vulnerable. The mother-child relationship between him and his mother was really indifferent before. It didn't look like a close relative, but more like an enemy.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that Fu Nianchen was about to cry, Jian Changqing asked cautiously.

Fu Nianchen turned his head away, as if hiding his pain.

"Oh, you know, I'm used to it."

The stubborn voice that suppressed his voice was even more of a cover-up.

Now Jian Changqing was a little flustered, and she was thinking about how to appease the sadness of the person in front of her.

Jian Changqing hesitated, but found that she couldn't do anything. She couldn't speak to comfort, and she couldn't go forward to comfort her. She could only stand and watch from a distance, unable to do anything.

Fu Nianchen turned his head sideways, leaving the back of his head to Jian Changqing, but if Jian Changqing took a step forward, he would be able to see Fu Nianchen at this moment, there was no trace of sadness on his face, his eyes were all ambition, and freedom must be won deceitful.

There was a silent stalemate for a few minutes.

It was Fu Nianchen who moved first.

"You go and do your work first, I'll stay here for a while." When Fu Nianchen turned his head again, he returned to his usual coldness, as if the previous fragility didn't exist.

Jian Changqing was even more worried, "Why don't you talk to Senior Ning? Let him lobby for harmony."