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

#Boycott Jane Changqing#
#Boycott Food Crew#
#Jian Changqing came out to plead guilty#
Jian Changqing looked at the new topics that were constantly being refreshed on the Internet, almost all of which were about her, each with her name, followed by a hot red letter.

One vicious comment after another refreshed Jian Changqing's perception of the power of verbal aggression. Even though she had experienced so many things, even though she told herself over and over again, these people didn't know the truth of the matter, they were all spectators who didn't know the truth.

But when I saw these remarks, I still couldn't help trembling with anger.

at this time.

The sound of smashing things came from the upstairs study room, and the sound of "clang" resounded throughout the villa.

Jian Changqing frowned slightly, Fu Nianchen must have been really angry when there was such a big commotion.

The unlucky object he used to vent his anger should be the pot of gladiolus on his desk, right?
Little Pudding, who had been playing with the bear puppet in the lobby, was startled by the movement upstairs, then threw the toy in his hand, and ran towards Jian Changqing, crying "Wow wow wow".

"Mom, I'm afraid. Woooooo...Mom." Little Pudding hugged Jian Changqing's waist, and buried his face between Jian Changqing's waist and abdomen.

Jian Changqing cheered up, stretched out her hand to gently touch the top of Little Pudding's hair, and ran her other hand up and down Little Pudding's back: "Little Pudding, it's okay. If Daddy Long Legs gets angry again, he won't hurt Little Pudding." Pudding's, he's just a little unhappy."

"Mom, why is Daddy-Long-Legs unhappy?" Little Pudding removed his face from Jian Changqing's clothes, his eyes were like big grapes, and there were still some crystal clear tears inside.

"Little Pudding, everyone will be unhappy. Just like mother, sometimes she will also be unhappy. At this time, we just need to be by their side quietly." Jian Changqing said patiently.

Looking at Little Pudding, Jian Changqing felt that the aggrievedness brought about by the hot search incident seemed to have dissipated a lot.who cares?God knows what you did.Whether it has been done, whether it is a secret operation, whether it is innocent, all of this is known and seen.And why care about this group of people on the Internet who say what they say?

"Mom, can you go with me to accompany Daddy-Long-Legs? I don't want Daddy-Long-Legs to be unhappy." Little Pudding blinked and said.

Jian Changqing looked at the little pudding who was considerate of others, and felt very comforted: "Okay, but little pudding needs to wipe away his tears and snot first. Daddy Long Legs usually loves you so much, knowing that you are crying will make you even more unhappy."

"Yeah!" Little Pudding nodded vigorously, then went around to the tea table, took two paper towels, wiped his face indiscriminately, and threw it into the trash can.

Little Pudding took Jian Changqing's little finger, and hurriedly dragged her upstairs.

Fu Nianchen was in the study and did not close the door.

Jian Changqing glanced inside, and sure enough, Fu Nianchen had knocked the gladiolus on the window sill to the ground, the brown soil was scattered all over the ground, and there was a green branch inside.Fu Nianchen, on the other hand, was sitting in front of the desk, his hair was messed up by his manic movements, he lowered his head, deep in thought.

Jian Changqing was afraid that the appearance of herself and little pudding would scare Fu Nianchen, so she raised her hand and knocked on the open wooden door.

Fu Nianchen raised his head in an instant, his eyes were a little tired and a little dazed.