I owe you a lifetime of love

An Nian lay down and looked at the tall man in front of him.

The atmosphere between her and him was still tense.

No one looked down on anyone before.

Now they treat each other as strangers.

An Nian could even see Grandma Fu opening her mouth several times, as if she wanted to say something to ease the relationship between the two of them.

But they all chose to remain silent.

All are adults.

Everyone knows that only what they say about their husband and wife counts.

Fu Qingshen also stared at her for a long time, then suddenly said, "I'll give you 10 minutes to tidy yourself up."

An Nian narrowed her eyes slightly: "Where are you going?"

The man has turned away.

As soon as he left on the front foot, a stylist came on the back foot.

No resistance.

An Nian obediently let herself be manipulated by the stylist, put on a light makeup that was harmless to pregnant women, put on jeans and a white sweater, and a light coffee-colored windbreaker over it.

A pair of minimalist sneakers is also matched with one step.

When An Nian went downstairs, he saw that Fu Qingshen was also wearing a windbreaker.

The one on her is a couple outfit, the same style and color.

An Nian was standing at the stairs, and Fu Qingshen had already walked over with a snow-white scarf.

He stood still in front of An Nian, and wrapped the scarf around her with his slender fingertips.

No matter how calm she is, there will still be fluctuations in her heart.

He didn't seem to be very good at doing these things. He tangled the scarf around and didn't make a pattern in the end. It only wrapped two times around An Nian's slender and white neck.

The delicate and tough facial features of a man carved by a knife are reflected in Anian's pupils. This man has a strong aura and is an existence that cannot be ignored.

He fiddled with it a few more times, stared at An Nian for two seconds, and the corner of his mouth seemed to bend.

An Nian looked at him inexplicably.

Fu Qingshen suddenly held her hand.

An Nian's hand held by him was slightly stiff. She unconsciously curled her fingertips and wanted to clenched her fingers tightly, but he forced her to open her small hand to be held by him.

Without the slightest sense of disobedience, he led An Nian out so naturally under everyone's gaze.

"Aren't you going to ask me where I'm taking you?"

"Will you allow me not to go after asking?" An Nian asked back.

Fu Qingshen was really displeased and snorted coldly: "You must not refuse me!"

Mrs. Fu was standing at the fence on the second floor looking down. Seeing such a scene, she almost laughed from ear to ear.

"This young couple clearly cares about each other in their hearts, even if they are arguing, neither of them is willing to speak their minds."

Zhang Ma stood behind the old lady, and she took a picture of Fu Qingshen and Anian's leaving back and sent it to Shen Yuxi.

I always feel guilty when I do this...

An Nian never expected that Fu Qingshen would bring her to a charity dinner.

Although she didn't care much, she still couldn't help but stop, her hand was still held by Fu Qingshen.

"You... are you sure you want to bring me here?"

Fu Qing turned his head deeply, taking the expression on her little face into his eyes.

He nodded, "Yeah."

"But..." An Younian frowned and looked at himself and Fu Qingshen, "We'll go in dressed like this? Fu Qingshen, don't you want to dress more formally for such an occasion?"

Their outfits clearly look like they are going shopping on the street!

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and seemed a little puzzled: "Aren't you afraid of the cold recently? Besides, can pregnant women wear high heels?"

An Nian pursed her lips and followed Fu Qingshen in without saying anything.

I heard that the host of this charity dinner tonight is founded by a returnee entrepreneur.

And Fu Qingshen is the main focus of tonight.

According to media reports, the biggest original intention of the Fu Group since its establishment was to devote itself to charity.

And Fu Qingshen is the first entrepreneur in China to achieve the ultimate in philanthropy——

The venue for this dinner was the largest Holiday Inn in Haicheng.

According to the requirements of the charity banquet, the hotel is designed in a generous and simple style.

When sending the invitation letter to Fu Qingshen, the organizer promised that no journalists or media would be invited to the banquet.

As a result, here are some business celebrities from the upper class.

Fu Qingshen's arrival undoubtedly caused some commotion.

Assistant Song and the bodyguards followed Fu Qingshen. Mr. Fu's clothes today really made them feel ashamed.

In the past, Mr. Fu always appeared with a powerful aura.

But today...

The windbreaker on his body gave him a laid-back air, not like attending a dinner party, but rather dining in a hotel.

As a result, those entrepreneurs stared at the entrance entrance with great anticipation, but they did not see the man who dressed himself meticulously in suits and leather shoes for a long time.

Song Chao coughed lightly and looked at Fu Qingshen, but saw that Fu Qingshen was staring at the woman beside him, his gaze was not fixed on the scene at all.

An Nian suddenly felt uncomfortable, dizzy, and even nauseated in his stomach.

Fu Qing held her shoulder deeply: "Uncomfortable?"

She nodded: "You go to deal with those people, I don't like these scenes very much, why don't you go wait for you in a place where no one is around?"

Fu Qing nodded deeply, and ordered the bodyguards to follow An Nian.

An Nian waved his hand: "No need, I don't want to attract other people's attention."

When An's was in its glory days, as her father's only child, she was treated like a princess.

Dad also attended such a dinner party, and at that time he would bring himself and his mother by his side.

But now, having not attended this kind of banquet for many years, An Nian felt a little conflicted for a while.

Fu Qingshen followed her, but before they separated, Shen Yuxi came to stop An Nian.

"Miss An."

An Nian followed the source of the sound.

Shen Yuxi is five months old at least, but she is wearing a fiery red evening dress tonight, and her high heels are stomping loudly.

Her snow-white slender wrist was holding another man's arm.

She smiled and stood in front of An Nian and Fu Qingshen: "What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet Miss An here, and Brother Qingshen."

Fu Qing's eyes fell on the man beside Shen Yuxi, and he frowned slightly.

This man is the young son of the Fang family who hosted the dinner.

Xu Yicheng is half of foreign descent, and his mother is from Russia.So much so that such a big man like him was born with a monstrous appearance.

He didn't care much about his female companion, but a pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes fell on An Nian. There was a bit of a smile in the amber eyes, and the lips were curled up, with a kind of flair.

Fu Qingshen stood in front of Anian unconsciously: "Xiao Xi, why are you here?"

Shen Yuxi raised her eyebrows and looked at Xu Yicheng: "Of course I was invited."

"Come with me!" Fu Qing said in a deep voice, leaving Anian and Shen Yuxi behind and walked towards a place where there was no one else.

Song Chao was speechless for a while, pointed to the empty corner of the hall and said, "Madam, shall I accompany you to sit there?"

An Nian shook his head: "Assistant Song is busy with his own affairs, don't worry about me. Take the bodyguard with you too."

"This……"

The Song Dynasty was embarrassed.

An Nian spoke with a strong tone: "This is a public place, so Assistant Song probably wouldn't want me to make a scene, would he?"

Song Chao was helpless, An Nian was right, it happened that a partner saw Fu Qingshen's assistant walking towards him with a goblet.

Song Chao didn't insist on letting the bodyguard stay with An Nian, he left early.

An Nian breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked around with her eyes, trying to find a place where no one was around to rest for a while, but the man next to her was still standing, and he looked at An Nian with interest, and had no intention of leaving.

An Nian frowned slightly, and the man stretched out his hand as a "please" gesture.

"Miss An, why don't you go sit with me over there?"