Your Miss Su is blackened

Fu Moxing picked up the little guy.

The way he looked at him didn't change much from before.

It seems that knowing that Yanyan is Xue Ning's son has not affected his liking for Yanyan.

"Uncle Fu, why did you come to see me?"

"I've been a little busy recently."

"Mommy is going to take me back to Jiangcheng. If you don't come, you won't be able to see me."

The man subconsciously looked at Shizhen not far away, and asked inexplicably, "Really?"

The little guy nodded like a pounding garlic: "Yes, yes."

Shizheng's expression didn't change when he heard that Mrs. Xue had a problem, but he turned cold when he saw Fu Moxing.

In particular, hearing the conversation between his son and him made him even more unhappy.

As she went downstairs, she looked at the little guy and said to her son, "Yanyan, come here and let Mommy see the clothes you put on yourself, right?"

"Good Mommy."

He said yes, but he was hugged by Fu Moxing.

Shizheng watched the man bring her son over, put it down, didn't even give him a look, squatted down in front of the little guy, and said while arranging his clothes: "Yanyan is getting better and better. All right."

"The baby is more than four years old, it's time to learn to put on clothes by himself, otherwise he will become a little fool."

Shi Zheng touched his forehead, said with a smile: "Yanyan is not stupid."

The little guy came up to the woman and kissed her on the face: "Mum, Uncle Fu is here, can you make three breakfasts like yesterday, and give Uncle Jiang the one that Uncle Jiang ate?"

She was silent, and even paused the hand that was fixing her son's clothes.

Then, he smiled and said, "No, Mommy won't cook today, let's go out to eat."

"What does Yanyan want to eat? I'll treat you." Fu Moxing came over at some point, and interjected a sentence pretentiously.

Shi Zheng stood up with a cold face.

She dragged her son towards the sofa without even looking at the man, and said softly, "No need, although I'm not as big as Boss Fu's family, I can still afford my son's breakfast."

Fu Moxing looked at their backs without much fluctuation on his face.

Shizheng picked up the bag on the sofa, dragged the little guy towards the door, the car keys were placed in the entrance, when she went to take it, the man grabbed her by the wrist.

She turned to look at him: "what are you doing?"

"I'll send you."

"I need?"

Fu Moxing looked down at the little guy standing beside her legs, looked at the woman and said, "Azheng, why are you confronting me with the child here?"

"I haven't asked Mr. Fu why he came to my house early in the morning, but you questioned me first?"

"I'll come and see you."

Shi Zheng sneered ironically: "See if we have left Haicheng?"

Fu Moxing frowned and said nothing.

She smiled again and said, "You have already dealt with Mrs. Xue, how can we have the courage to leave Haicheng?"

He was silent.

Shi Zheng pulled his lips, and said impatiently: "Since it is confirmed that he is still in Haicheng, can Mr. Fu leave? You just stand in front of me like this, it's very annoying."

The man said on his own initiative: "Since you haven't left, you should be going to see someone surnamed Yang. When is the appointment? I'll accompany you there."

She had a cold face: "Is your brain sick?"

Fu Moxing looked at her complicatedly with deep eyes, but didn't speak.

Shi Zheng stared at him and said again: "Contact Mr. Yang not to sign a contract with Mrs. Xue, using such clumsy means to keep me in Haicheng, and saying that he wants to go there with me, what are you doing there? Look at Mr. Yang, that old pervert. Do you want to eat my tofu?!"