Lucky Pregnant Wife: Rich Husband Brings Home

"Ah? Why do you suddenly want to hold a ghost painting exhibition!"

Xing Qiao rubbed his temples.

The teachers in the courtyard really want to come out as soon as they come out.

It's still early before the midterm exam, so what kind of exhibition is going to be held.

Every time the Academy of Fine Arts organizes any activities, where is she left behind?

There is no way, who made Xing Qiao a model of Xueba, he must be on the list with the teacher.

"ok, ok, I got it."

After hanging up the phone, Xing Qiao panicked.

Aunt Lan came over with the fruit plate she had prepared, and Qiaoqiao immediately had an idea in her mind.

"Doctor Fu, I have something to do temporarily, so if you have anything to do, you can discuss it with Aunt Lan first, and settle down first."

"Mrs……"

"Aunt Lan, please settle down for Dr. Fu first."

With that said, Xing Qiao turned and left.

I don't know if this art exhibition counts as innovation credits. If it counts, there should be hope for her to be honored as an outstanding graduate when she graduates.

Aunt Lan looked at Xing Qiao who was leaving in a hurry, turned her head to look at Fu Qiansa and smiled.

"Doctor Fu, eat some fruit."

Fu Qiansa glanced at the delicate fruit plate, but she had no appetite at all.

She's had severe morning sickness recently, and it's only been three months. She really doesn't know how she will live in the future.

"No, thank you."

Such a cold person, it seems that he is not easy to get along with.

Aunt Lan secretly looked at Fu Qiansa, but didn't say anything.

……

When Xing Qiao rushed to the school, all the teachers in the department were waiting.

"director……"

"I'm also very sorry to let you come on the big weekend.

But for this event, we must have someone who can stand up to the scene.

Xing Qiao, we teachers are very optimistic about you. "

Xing Qiao was a little embarrassed by the director's words.

Her current time really wished she could use it 48 hours a day.

But being busy is something meaningful.

"There is nothing wrong with it. It is a great honor for me to participate in this exhibition."

"You group of students, you are the most aura and the most motivated.

This exhibition has 5 points of innovation credits, which is very beneficial for the competition for the number of outstanding graduates. "

five points...

Don't say it's really a lot.

An English CET-[-] certificate is only two points. For her who is not good at English, CET-[-] is strenuous.

Therefore, these five points are really very tempting.

Xing Qiao thought about it for a while, and felt that he should perform well this time.

Big deal, stay up for a few more days.

Anyway, sooner or later she has to do these things.

It's just that there are Doudou now, so she just needs to pay more attention.

Of course, from this point of view, it seems that Fu Qiansa's arrival has really helped her a lot.

"Don't worry, Director, I will definitely work hard."

"Well, work hard."

……

When talking to the teachers, Xing Qiao didn't notice that Yu Tian was watching all this with resentful eyes behind the pillar not far away.

She is really a popular person in front of the teacher. Such a good opportunity is also thinking of her.

What's wrong with her? Why are so many people only seeing this country girl?

Squinting her eyes, Yu Tian hadn't made up her mind yet.

But for this exhibition, I had already greeted the teacher first, but I didn't give any feedback.

These immortals gave her the opportunity so easily.

Very good, Xingqiao, you must earn money with me, right?

Then let's see who wins.

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When Gu Mingye came home, he was very drunk.

These people toasted in turn, clearly trying to punish him on purpose.

Song Zhiming had already blocked so much, but he was still fed a lot.

After drinking two catties of baijiu, my brain couldn't help but get confused.

His whole eyes were red. As a doctor, he certainly knew that drinking like this was very likely to cause alcohol poisoning.

"Mr. Gu, have you... drank so much wine?"

Aunt Lan looked at Gu Mingye, she was startled by the smell of alcohol coming towards her.

Song Zhi's expression was not very good, and he glanced at Aunt Lan apologetically.

"Aunt Lan, you can make some hangover soup for Mr. Gu later."

"Well, okay, I'm going now.

Mr. Song, then Mr. Gu..."

"Okay, I'll take Mr. Gu upstairs to rest."

While talking, he carried Gu Mingye upstairs.

At this time, Fu Qiansa had just communicated with Doudou for the first time.

As expected, it didn't go well.

As soon as he went out, he saw Song Zhi, his eyes were as calm as usual.

"Miss Fu."

"He drank a lot."

This is an affirmative sentence, and his eyes fell on Gu Mingye. To be honest, Fu Qiansa was a little surprised.

After all, in her memory, it seems that she has never seen Gu Mingye drink like this.

Is he...going to socialize?

It's rare.

"Yes, Mr. Gu drank more than two catties."

Two catties?He is really desperate.

Putting his hands on his lower abdomen, he subconsciously took a step back.

After all, alcohol isn't very good for babies.

"Miss Fu, can you take care of Mr. Gu?"

she?Taking care of Gu Mingye?

Seeing him drunk and unconscious, Fu Qiansa refused in her heart.

But thinking of this time, if Gu Mingye hadn't taken him in, maybe...

Forget it, just treat it as a kind of reward for him.

"can."

"Thank you so much, Miss Fu."

Song Zhi didn't expect Fu Qiansa to agree so happily, he was so happy that he didn't know what to say except thank you.

……

Gu Mingye lay on the bed, feeling like his brain was going to explode.

My stomach was also burning badly, and I felt nothing but discomfort.

Seeing him gasping for breath, Fu Qiansa couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

It's probably because of his little wife, otherwise, how could he, who has never liked to socialize, drink so much.

If Zhuo Fang could do the same to himself, maybe his original choice would be different.

She knew that that man would not be peaceful, but she was still moved.

However, fortunately, everything was stopped in time.

Wiping Gu Mingye's face with a towel in his hand, the cool touch made him feel so comfortable, so he instinctively groaned.

Someone is taking care of himself, but his eyelids are too heavy.

Because I drank too much alcohol, I couldn't open it at all...

It must be Xing Qiao, who is taking care of himself.

Before the mist, Gu Mingye suddenly grabbed Fu Qiansa's hand.

Even the calm Fu Qiansa was startled by this move.

"Qiaoqiao..."

But as soon as he spoke, she felt at ease again.

It turned out to be the wrong person.

"I'm not your buckwheat."

The cold voice didn't wake up Gu Mingye, he seemed to be lost in his own thoughts.

The strength of holding Fu Qiansa's hand became even stronger.

"I know, I have a lot of things that I'm not doing well enough.

I will work hard in the future, so give me a little time, okay? "

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The third one is coming~~