Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Wen Canghai hadn't given up on asking Fu Han for help, seeing that the hint was not working, he told her directly, and asked her to give Fu Han a pillow.

"I can't help. I never tell me anything about Fu Han's company." Wen Qingyue directly refused.

She didn't fool him. Fu Han never discussed work with her, and she didn't care about his work. Moreover, she hated this kind of behavior of using nepotism to compete for projects.

Wen Canghai's face darkened, "You..."

He almost didn't come up in one breath, and was about to get angry again. He didn't know what he thought of, and suppressed his anger forcefully, saying: "Okay, let's treat this as if you can't do it, and there is one more thing that you can definitely do."

Wen Qingyue's brows sank, she silently waited for his next words, wanting to see what he wanted to do.

"The company's cash flow is very tight now. There is a project that needs investment. As a member of the company, shouldn't you also contribute a little bit? Talk to Fu Han and ask him to invest some money."

Wen's current capital is not so difficult that it cannot be turned over, but who would think that money is too little? If his project can get investment from Fu, he will not be afraid that other people will not invest. In this way, he will not be able to make a lot of money a sum.

Wen Qingyue twitched the corner of her mouth coldly, "Dad, if you want to get Fu Han to invest, just let the project leader take the project letter to Fu's to hand it over. I have no right to interfere with his work. As for the money, don't bother." Make up your mind, I have a prenuptial agreement with Fu Han, unless we divorce, I can't afford a lot of money."

She directly blocked Wen Canghai's remaining path.

In short, it's just a sentence, if you want her to blow Fu Han's pillow, it's useless!

Wen Canghai's face was extremely ugly, and Qingbai confessed that he agreed to her marriage with Mrs. Fu. He wanted to get Mrs. Fu's help. As a result, they had been married for half a year, and the marriage was not made public. Now if she is asked to help, she will not help. The Wen family will not benefit at all. Did not touch.

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, "You're really useless! What's the use of me wanting a daughter like you? What's the use of marrying such a good family as the Fu family? I don't know how to help the family at all, the marriage is not public, and I'm not ashamed to say that I don't want it for the time being. Son, Fu Han is almost thirty, he must be in a hurry to have a child, just do it, sooner or later Fu Han's patience will be exhausted, and you will know when he dumps you!"

In his opinion, Fu Han certainly likes her now, men like young and beautiful girls, but Wen Qingyue doesn't want children and keeps her marriage secret, Fu Han will get tired of it sooner or later, what kind of young and beautiful girls do people like him want? ?Without children, she might be dumped that day.

Listening to his words, Wen Qingyue felt disgusted, and only felt that Wen Canghai's appearance was disgusting.

If any father would curse his daughter's marriage, he would treat her like an object, as if her marriage with Fu Han was nothing more than a transaction of profit.

"I'm not something you exchange for benefits. What happens to me and Fu Han is our business. You should also stop using me to extract benefits from Fu as soon as possible."

Wen Qingyue paused for a moment, her eyes were extremely cold, making her bones ache from the cold, "If it wasn't for my eldest brother, for that little bit of blood relationship, I wouldn't call you dad."

"You!" Wen Canghai stood up in a huff, slapped the table heavily, pointed at her and said, "Naughty girl! Listen to what you said? Whose daughter is as disobedient as you, contradicting her parents and being lawless?" , I have never been educated to be so presumptuous, and dare to teach me a lesson!"

Wen Qingyue laughed mockingly, "Who's father is like you again? He treats his own daughter like an object, and disregards his own daughter's life and death several times. I really didn't have any education. I grew up by myself, so don't expect to teach me again. "

As soon as this was mentioned, Wen Qingyue felt disgusted. He knew what Wen Shuangshuang had done, but he didn't care about it. He even asked her to apologize to Liu Nanchen after Liu Nanchen violated and harassed her.

After all these incidents, one by one, he is not worthy of being a father, so how can he have the face to mention it.

Wen Canghai was furious at her mocking tone, picked up the ashtray in hand and threw it at her.

boom!

Wen Qingyue dodged sideways, and the ashtray smashed on the glass cabinet behind her. Inside was an antique bottle, and it shattered to the ground. The movement stunned the people downstairs.

Wen Ziming instantly dropped the game console, stood up and ran upstairs. As soon as he reached the door of the study, the door was pushed open from the inside, and Wen Qingyue came out with a frosty face.

"What's the matter with you... and Dad? There's such a big commotion." Wen Ziming wanted to ask her if she had been beaten, but when he got to the point of speaking, seeing that she was safe, he changed the sentence.

He looked past Wen Qingyue and into the half-open door, but he couldn't see anything.

"He smashed an antique bottle ornament, let someone clean it up." Wen Qingyue said indifferently, and went downstairs past him.

When she came down, Fu Han and Wen Cun also came back. Seeing that her expression was not very good, Fu Han asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Qiuxia also followed up and asked: "Yueyue, you and your father quarreled again? What did you drop? It was so loud."

Wen Qingyue walked to Fu Han's side and said, "He smashed an antique bottle, Fu Han, let's go home, I'm tired."

"Okay." Fu Han didn't ask any further questions, and led her to leave.

Zhao Qiuxia said eagerly: "No, what's the matter with you? Yueyue is your home too, don't leave, stay here tonight, okay? Mom wants to tell you something."

Wen Qingyue said lightly: "I'll be back in two days."

"Mom, let my sister go back, she will only quarrel with Dad if she stays now." Wen Cun stopped Zhao Qiuxia and hinted them to leave with his eyes.

Wen Qingyue smiled weakly at him, and left with Fu Han.

After getting in the car, she leaned on the back chair with her head tilted and fell asleep, and didn't want to talk, so Fu Han didn't ask.

All the way home in silence, Fu Han parked the car, turned around and found that she was asleep, and he didn't wake her up. He unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car, opened the door on her side from the outside, helped her unbuckle her seat belt, and carried her out. .

"Fu Han..." Wen Qingyue woke up, opened her eyes and looked at her in confusion.

Fu Han responded, and said, "I'm home, I'll carry you in, don't move."

Wen Qingyue really didn't move, she wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned into his arms, was carried into the room by him, and went back to the bedroom.

Fu Han put her on the bed, Wen Qingyue didn't let go, she hooked her around his neck to prevent her from leaving, and rubbed her head against his neck.

She had never been so clingy and coquettish before, Fu Han softened his heart a bit, rubbed her head, and asked softly, "Have you had a fight with Dad?"

"En." Wen Qingyue's voice was muffled, she felt uncomfortable not because of Wen Canghai, but because of what Wen Canghai said that Fu Han might want a child.

The issue of having a child has been bothering her for the past few days. Grandpa Fu said that he is old and can't wait for a few years. Wen Canghai said that Fu Han is almost thirty, and he is also the age when he wants a child. These words are affecting her Her, make her feel tired.