It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

Xiang Elegy supported his head with one hand and looked at Fu Chengxun.

Suddenly thought of a serious question.

"Mr. Fu, don't you think you and your mother have very different temperaments?"

Fu Chengxun glanced over coldly: "What do you want to say?"

With a casual expression on Xiang Elegy's face, she stood up and said, "I'm just wondering, how can there be such a big difference between mother and child?"

One has a gentle and easy-going personality, and is considerate, while the other has a violent nature, throwing things at every turn, getting angry, and getting angry, really.

"Mr. Fu, I'm a little tired, can I go up and take a shower first?"

"You don't keep your age?"

Keep your age?

Xiang Elegy pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "Does Mr. Fu think I will do such a boring thing as keeping the year old?"

Fu Chengxun didn't speak, but stared at Xiang Elegy.

Xiang Elegy was also looking at him, she was smiling, very shallow, you couldn't tell unless you looked carefully.

The moment the eyes of the two made contact, the dark light in his eyes suddenly went into a trance.

He and Xiang Elegy were married for three years, and they spent three New Year's Eves together.

In the eyes of outsiders, Xiang Elegy is arrogant and arrogant, and he is a genius doctor.

But it is such a her, every New Year's Eve will have a habit.

Every year on New Year's Eve, after dinner, she would sit in the living room, watch the Spring Festival Gala, and persistently keep watch.

At that time, he hated her, from her person to the things she did, and even disgusted her childish behavior.

In his memory, he had ridiculed her more than once.

But every time, she took the trouble to explain to him how auspicious it is to keep the year old.

——Fu Chengxun, why are you like this? My mother said that keeping the year old is a kind of expectation for the coming year and a pious act.

The image of her arguing with him flashed across her mind, and the image of him treating each other indifferently from beginning to end.

But just now, she returned to him exactly what he had said.

The color in the eyes changed from bright to dark several times.

Xiang Elegy didn't know about the complicated changes in Fu Chengxun's heart. Seeing that Fu Chengxun had been silent, she reminded softly: "Mr. Fu, I'm going to take a shower."

Fu Chengxun withdrew his deep thoughts, his eyes fell on Xiang Elegy, and he suddenly said, "Sit down and watch the Spring Festival Gala with me."

Xiang Elegy looked at him as if he was looking at something different: "Mr. Fu, are you okay, can I watch the Spring Festival Gala with you?" You know, Fu Chengxun never watched the Spring Festival Gala.

She couldn't help but think of Fu Chengxun from the past again. During those three years of marriage, he always treated her coldly. Even at the annual Spring Festival Gala, she sincerely begged him to never watch it with her.

"Yes, I want to watch the Spring Festival Gala, you turn on the TV."

Xiang Elegy: "..."

Based on the principle of not wanting to anger Fu Chengxun on this big festival day and make it difficult for himself, he kept silent to the elegy for a few seconds, and turned on the TV.

On TV, the Spring Festival Gala has already reached the second half. At this moment, the program being performed is a sketch.

Xiang Elegy glanced sideways at the man sitting beside him, not daring to show any displeasure in his tone.

"Mr. Fu, this is the Spring Festival Gala you want to watch."

The man crossed his hands and sat upright, his handsome profile was well-defined, with his usual coldness.

Withdrew his gaze from the embarrassing Elegy.

Qiang cheered up and watched the program on TV.

1 minute later.

Fu Chengxun: "What kind of mentally retarded skit is this, and it can also be on such an important program as the Spring Festival Gala?"

Xiang Elegy: "..."

5 minutes later: "What level is this host? How does he speak like this? Even the most basic expressions are problematic. Why are you still the host of the Spring Festival Gala?"

Xiang Elegy: "..."