After swapping souls with the president's husband

Ou Xinyue stood on the balcony on the second floor, she could clearly see what happened below.

Even if Mrs. Fu called Murong Xi over to talk, she also saw it.

At first, Ou Xinyue admired the man "Fu Yejing", but after the scene just happened, those good feelings were gone.

"Xinyue, I think Mrs. Fu is so happy! Boss Fu dotes on her so much! I'm almost envious." Ou Xinyue's friend Qiao Shanshan was nympho beside her.

"I don't think so! This man Fu Yejing doesn't look very good." Ou Xinyue shook her head, denying this man.

"How could it be? He defended his wife as soon as he came up. There are very few men like this. Let me tell you it's true."

Qiao Shanshan knew that her friend was making a mistake again.

"I didn't give my wife a sense of security, and let her be surrounded by a mistress in public. Do you think such a man is reliable?
Maybe all of this is just Fu Yejing's appearance, deliberately done for people to see. "

Ou Xinyue wouldn't think "Fu Yejing" was good.

"No, are you being too stubborn? How can there be such a perfect person? Didn't you see Mr. Fu talking about that little white flower in the end?

This, is it a mistake for someone to like it? "

Qiao Shanshan is almost convinced of her good friend, her view of love is terrible, as she said, the one who loves me can only love me, and the others can only be clouds.

But how can there be such a person in the world?

"Oh, that's it! Then it's fine if you think it's okay, it's none of my business." Ou Xinyue shrugged, expressing that it didn't matter.

"You, I don't think you can get married." Qiao Shanshan took a sip of wine and shook her head helplessly.

"That's just right, I didn't mean that either." Ou Xinyue also took a sip of wine and said lightly.

Then continue to stand upstairs and look down.

"Mo Chen, you just went too far!" He Yuhang sat in Mo Chen's car after the banquet.

"Where am I going too far?" Mo Chen slammed his hands.

"Can you really not see it? It's Wen Qian'er who is crying and whimpering, and he magnifies every little thing about her with a magnifying glass. It's just such a small thing." He Yuhang disdains Wen Qianer's small thoughts.

"Qian'er is not such a person, do you have prejudice against her?" Mo Chen stretched out his hand to tug on his tie.

"Prejudice, do you think I'm a small-bodied person?" He Yuhang was angry.

"I'm just talking about the facts, she's not wrong." Mo Chen had a headache.

This He Yuhang and Wen Qian'er didn't deal with each other at all, they looked at each other and hated each other.

"Let's talk about it? It's just such a trivial matter, and she wants to make it public. What is she doing?" He Yuhang curled his lips, his expression full of displeasure with Wen Qian'er.

"She's just a girl, maybe those people surrounded her on purpose to make things worse." Mo Chen thought of this possibility.

In a word, he would never believe that Wen Qian'er is such a calculating person.

"You, me," He Yuhang was so angry that he was about to vomit blood.

"I won't tell you. I don't want to argue with you here for a woman. It's meaningless at all. Right and wrong are black and white. I'll know later."

After He Yuhang said this, he stopped talking to Mo Chen, and sat alone in the back of the car, sulking.

Mo Chen didn't speak either. He analyzed the scene just now and found nothing wrong.

That's because Mo Chen had preconceptions about Wen Qian'er's character, he subconsciously thought that she was not that kind of person, how could his sister's good friend be such a person.

Think it is impossible.

The next day was sunny, and the sun penetrated into the room through the glass, so Murong Xi stretched himself.

"Wow, it's so late." Murong Xi got up, got dressed and waited, then walked down.

"Good morning, wife." Murong Xi greeted Fu Yejing with a smile.

"It's getting late." Fu Yejing drank his coffee gracefully.

"Wife, what's wrong? What coffee do you drink early in the morning? Put it down quickly. Uncle Lin, bring a cup of soy milk to the young lady." Murong Xi frowned slightly, disapproving.

"No need." Fu Yejing said lightly.

"You, I warn you, you are early in the morning...you drink, you drink!" Murong Xi wanted to continue, but Fu Yejing looked over.

Murong Xi took it easy and stopped talking.

"Brother Yejing, you're up, come over and have breakfast." Wen Qian'er's delicate voice came over.

Murong Xi looked over, why is Wen Qian'er still there?
How did she get here?
Murong Xi looked at Fu Yejing with his eyes, and Fu Yejing just sat there without any response, as if there was one more person, who had nothing to do with him.

He is treating Wen Qian'er like air!
He usually listens to himself, so unhappy today, could it be that he took his anger on himself?
No wonder.

"Qian'er, you're here!" Murong Xi smiled falsely.

Murong Xi sat down, and Wen Qian'er made buns for Murong Xi like the hostess of this house.

And why does Fu Yejing look more and more like a queen empress who has been thrown into the cold palace?
No, this picture is too strong, Murong Xi said that he couldn't look directly at it.

"Brother Ye Jing, this is your favorite sushi, you should eat more." Wen Qian'er said.

Murong Xi: "..." Since when did she love sushi the most?
She prefers the steamed bun in front of her husband, it's chubby, she wants to eat it just by looking at it, and how could she be able to eat what Xiao Baihua put in for her.

"Honey, I think the steamed buns in front of you are pretty good. Wife, I'll exchange them with you." Murong Xi exchanged sushi for steamed buns, and Murong Xi stuffed one into her mouth.

Fresh and delicious, delicious.

The chefs here cook delicious food, praise.

Murong Xi was busy eating but ignored Wen Qian'er's frustrated eyes. After Murong Xi ate the steamed bun, her whole face changed, she was a little scared, but also a little annoyed.

The mouth opened, trying to speak, but unable to speak.

Fu Yejing looked ahead, not paying attention to Wen Qian'er at all.

"Qian'er, come on, you also have a little steamed bun. I'll make it for you. You must eat it." Murong Xi noticed that Wen Qian'er was looking at her all the time, and she was a little embarrassed to see herself.

She personally gave Wen Qianer a steamed bun. Wen Qianer's expression froze, but she managed to force a smile.

Murong Xi was puzzled, there was something wrong with this development!
Shouldn't Xiao Baihua be happy, and then continue to provoke her husband?
Why doesn't the plot develop according to the routine?
"Honey, you have one too." Murong Xi put a steamed bun on his plate.

Fu Yejing finally reacted. He just looked over, looked at the Xiaolongbao again, and then at Wen Qianer's Xiaolongbao. He didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't say anything.

He seemed to be blaming her for being the second to him.

Why did Murong Xi find the atmosphere so weird?
Could it be that when she was still sleeping just now, they had already dueled, and it seemed that Wen Qian'er had won. Her husband's fighting ability wouldn't be that bad, right?
Murong Xi looked at Fu Yejing, and unknowingly ate three steamed buns.

Wen Qian'er kept looking at Murong Xi, when she was eating the steamed buns one after another, she wanted to stop her, but she didn't dare.

"Qian'er, why don't you eat it? Is it not to your taste?" Murong Xi stared at Wen Qian'er.

The chopsticks in Wen Qianer's hands shook, her expression was unnatural, she seemed to have made up her mind in the end, and picked up the steamed buns on the plate.

"No, brother Yejing made me the best food. Thank you, brother Yejing. I knew you were the best for me. Qianer likes it very much." Wen Qianer said shyly.

But she lowered her head, as if mustering up a lot of courage to eat the steamed bun, neither Murong Xi nor Fu Yejing noticed.

Murong Xi watched Wen Qian'er say so many things, she just let her eat steamed buns, she can also make so many things.

What she lacks should be a stage!It's really wronged her.

"Wife, wait a minute, why don't we go shopping and I'll choose beautiful clothes for you, or we can go to the movies, okay?" Murong Xi drank the soy milk next to him, feeling a little overwhelmed.

"No, brother Ye Jing, you can't go." Wen Qian'er reacted greatly, her tone was a little flustered.

Murong Xi's eyes fell on Wen Qian'er, her eyes were as deep as the sea. "Why can't you go?"

Wen Qian'er's expression was really strange. She was jealous, but more flustered. What was she flustered about?

She just said it out, she felt that her husband was too dull, she wanted to take her husband out to get some fresh air, to make him happy.

"I, I, actually I..." Wen Qian'er was choking for breath, and she stuttered a little.

"Qian'er, let me tell you, you also know that etiquette is the most important thing we pay attention to. You are a girl, and you can't always run to my house! It's not good for others to misunderstand."

Murong Xi said clearly.

"Brother Ye Jing, I don't want to spoil the relationship between you, I just want to see Brother Ye Jing, does Brother Ye Jing not like Qian'er?"

Wen Qian'er cried as she spoke, feeling wronged and pitiful, like a helpless little white flower after the wind and rain, pitiful.

"No, Qian'er, your sister-in-law and I want to live a two-person world. You always come here, and it's not convenient for the two of us."

Murong Xi didn't blush, and said such shameless words without her heart beating.

"Brother Ye Jing..." Wen Qian'er didn't seem to think that her brother Ye Jing, who was like a god since she was a child, would say such a thing.

Fu Yejing's ears were hot. This guy was shameless and could say anything.

Murong Xi sat without changing his face, making the two people continue to admire her in surprise.

Anyway, I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

"Brother Yejing, you, I really like you. How could you treat Qianer like this? Is it wrong for me to like you? Ah... It hurts." Wen Qianer said while covering her stomach.

Murong Xi was like a thunderbolt, she couldn't keep her composure anymore.

Wen Qianer clutched her belly as if she was pregnant, and she, a scumbag, didn't want this child, so she had to get rid of it. Wen Qianer cried very sadly, begging him not to be so desperate.

This sense of substitution is too strong.

Murong Xi's hands were shaking, "Honey, come and help me, my legs are so weak."

Fu Yejing didn't know why this guy's face changed all of a sudden. Hearing that he wanted to help her, Fu Yejing hurried over to help Murong Xi.

The two of them were so close, and there was some ambiguous atmosphere in the air. This scene irritated Wen Qianer's eyes even more, and she felt her stomach hurt even more.

Her mind was blank, and she forgot everything. She only knew that brother Ye Jing didn't love her, so she told her not to disturb the life between their husband and wife. She felt that her world had collapsed.

"Honey, what's that smell? Why is it so smelly?" Murong Xi sat up straight after being supported by Fu Yejing, but he smelled a foul smell.

Fu Yejing also smelled it, but he didn't say it.

"Ah!!!!" Wen Qianer seemed to run into a ghost, covering her face and ran out.

Very fast, and ran away in a blink of an eye.