I owe you a lifetime of love

An Nian gradually got acquainted with everything about Shengshi Mansion. The furniture and objects were arranged by Fu Qingshen who took her along and introduced them to her one by one by touch.

Every time An Nian touches a piece of furniture, Fu Qingshen will patiently mention the origin of that item.

"This is the summer of the year when we first got married. You thought the furnishings at home were too monotonous and empty, so you bought an oak sofa specially."

"You also bought the white entrance cabinet in the main hall..."

There are others.

Fu Qingshen completely put down all the serious things at hand, and he took Anian around the villa.

He said patience, remember clearly.

An Nian's eyes gradually turned red, and her fingers finally landed on the drawing board placed in the studio on the third floor.

"And this painting, if I'm right, it was drawn by you on the days before my birthday two years after we got married."

The colors on the drawing board are simple and warm, whether it is the blue sky and white clouds drawn by the pen tip, or them wearing blue and white school uniforms.

An Nian has devoted a lot of effort to this painting.

An Nian's eyes were slightly red, and Fu Qingshen kissed the corner of her eyes.

"Don't cry."

An Nian held back her tears, but was very sad: "I never told you this, but how did you know?"

In the first two years of marriage, Fu Qingshen would give her endless money every time they met.

Those unlimited cards are hot.

It was even more a shame to An Nian at that time.

However, these are her own choices.

Back then, she was the one who tied herself and Fu Qingshen together with the benefit of money.

She could only accept it happily, but she never spent a cent of Fu Qingshen's money on herself.

When she has nothing to do, she can find furniture.

The Shengshi Mansion is too extravagant, and she often feels cold and lonely in such a big villa.

So, after she came, new furniture was added everywhere in the villa, some small changes of her own design.

In three years, even those servants can see that the villa has become warm and friendly.

As long as it doesn't touch that person's bottom line.

He has always been personable, and he has entrusted Annian with the utmost tolerance and rights in all matters that can be decided by her.

So, An Nian planted flowers in the courtyard of Shengshihaoting.

Every corner of the villa has left her painstaking efforts.

She thought that Fu Qingshen would never know about the things she had done unintentionally in those years.

But now, he just knows!He also knew such details that he could even guess when he changed everything.

Fu Qingshen held An Nian's hand tightly.

The warm sunlight poured down from the window.

The studio without deliberate decoration style is empty and quiet.

Fu Qing looked deeply at the light outside the window, and he said: "As long as you put your heart into it, you can know everything. I tell you this every year, just to say that I also put my heart into you."

"Unfortunately, I regret a little..."

An Nian raised her hand in time, and she instinctively covered the man's lips.

It's so accurate!
An Nian was slightly happy in her heart, she said: "It's not too late, not at all..."

Fu Qingshen took off her little hand and held it in his palm.

"Then, about this painting, am I right? Niannian wanted to give it to me as a birthday present, right?"

An Nian shook his head slightly: "I originally planned to give this painting when I confessed to you. It's just me, I don't have the courage..."

The distressed light in Fu Qingshen's eyes seemed to overflow.

"As for your birthday present, it's a birthday cake that I personally make every year."

Unfortunately, he never tasted it...

"I celebrate my birthday tomorrow." Fu Qingshen said suddenly.

An Nian let out an "ah".

He said: "As long as I have you by my side, my birthday can be celebrated every day, so I will celebrate my birthday tomorrow."

"Niannian, make me another cake, I'll eat it all, okay?"

He wants to fulfill all her wishes.

He wanted to make up for all the regrets he had brought to her.

An Nian was so moved that she almost cried again.

It's just that Fu Qingshen said not to cry, it hurt his eyes.She could only hold back the heat waves rolling in her eyes.

An Nian lowered his head and gave a soft "hmm".

It's a pity that I can't see Fu Qingshen's eyes at this moment.

Fu Qing unscrupulously looked at the girl he regarded as a treasure with his eyes.

When they were in the middle of their passion, the doorbell downstairs suddenly rang.

Fu Qingshen was worried about leaving Anian upstairs alone, so he carried him downstairs and put him on the sofa.

"Niannian, please sit still and don't move, I'll go and have a look."

An Nian nodded obediently.

The door opened, and Song Chao gave Fu Qingshen an anxious look: "Boss Fu, Mr. Fu, it seems that he is dying."

I was slightly taken aback.

Song Chao continued: "Sudden illness, has been sent to the hospital. Are you going to see it?"

Fu Qing turned around and walked in with a blank expression: "On the day of the funeral, I will go."

"Boss Fu!" Song Chao exhaled lightly, "You have to go at this juncture."

"Ms. Xu has publicly launched a live broadcast on social platforms. She pretended to make herself miserable, saying that the Fu family has come to this point, and their family has been ruined..."

"Mr. Fu, although Ms. Xu didn't speak ill of you publicly, she meant the same thing inside and out of what she said. As a result, you are the executioner of their current situation."

Hearing what Song Chao meant, An Nian stood up gently.

Fu Qingshen had already come over and held her hand.

An Nian didn't know where to look with his empty eyes.

"I see." Fu Qingshen said lightly, "You go back first. Song Dynasty, the company will be handed over to you first."

Song Chao just swallowed the words that hit his throat.

In fact, he also wanted to say that there were disturbances at the shareholder meeting these days.

Regarding Fu Qingshen's attitude towards working from home, some veterans of the company have expressed their opinions.

But when he looked at An Nian, he couldn't say these words.

The door closed and Song Chao left.

Fu Qing pressed An Nian's shoulder deeply and asked her to sit down.

"I'm going to make dinner, what would you like to eat?"

An Nian said: "Eat noodles, help me make a bowl of noodles that you are good at."

Fu Qing smiled deeply, raised his hand and touched An Nian's head: "Wait for me obediently."

Fu Qingshen moved very quickly, within 10 minutes, he had ordered two bowls of noodles and cooked a dish.

"I made your favorite hot and sour tenderloin. The noodles are clear soup noodles. I don't know if it suits your appetite."

The chilled tenderloin was brought to his mouth, and the hot and sour taste poured into his nostrils.

An Nian gently opened his mouth and ate.

"good to eat."

"Try the noodles."

Fu Qingshen picked up the noodles and fed her, but Anian suddenly lost his appetite.

"Qingshen, am I useless now?"

"What nonsense?" Fu Qingshen was most afraid that An Nian would think so, "Baby, you are sick, and it is my responsibility as a husband to take care of you."

The word "husband" successfully made An Nian's ears turn red.

Fu Qingshen came up and pecked her oily mouth: "Wait a minute, can I take you to take a bath?"