Immersed in the joy of being a mother, Huang Tian didn't notice Zhou Shiyu's psychological changes at all.

Zhang Chunyan, who is also a pregnant mother, has a very big belly, and the baby in her belly is already more than six months old.

As her belly grew bigger, it became more and more difficult for Zhang Chunyan to become pregnant. After all, given her age, she could not compare with young people.

Zhang Chunyan now travels in a wheelchair, and Yang Zheng accompanies her every time she takes a pregnancy check-up.

Since Lin Weilong left Beijing, there has been no movement, and he has not contacted Zhang Chunyan.

Zhang Chunyan had a hard time getting pregnant, and she had no intention of harming Meng Ning. Instead, she was suffocating because Yang Zheng had done so much for the Shengyu Group.

this day.

Fu Tingxiu was named one of the top ten outstanding young people. During the interview, Yang Zheng, as the secretary, also praised Fu Tingxiu in front of the media. His words were all affirmation and appreciation of Fu Tingxiu.

As soon as this interview came out, the market value of Shengyu Group Company skyrocketed, bringing in considerable profits.

Zhang Chunyan was almost stunned to death and turned off the TV in anger.

In the afternoon, Yang Zheng came back and brought a lot of supplements to Zhang Chunyan: "Swallow, did the brat in your stomach kick you today? This is the bird's nest I just bought, the best quality..."

Before Yang Zheng could put down the bird's nest, Zhang Chunyan stood up from the sofa and reached out to knock the bird's nest out of Yang Zheng's hand.

"Why did you praise Fu Tingxiu in front of the media? He was the culprit who killed Jiajia." Zhang Chunyan's mood fluctuated greatly during her pregnancy. Sometimes she couldn't suppress it at all and lost her temper at Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng tolerated the small things in daily life and didn't care about them.

Now that he heard that Zhang Chunyan still remembered the grievances between Lin Luojia and the Fu family, Yang Zheng darkened his face and reminded: "Yanzi, you are making a mountain out of a molehill. I have told you many times that Lin Luojia's death has nothing to do with the Fu family." It doesn’t matter.”

"Why doesn't it matter? It was the Fu family who killed Jiajia." Zhang Chunyan said emotionally: "You are always facing the Fu family now. You are deliberately angry with me."

"If I hadn't been to the Fu family, you wouldn't be here." Yang Zheng told the truth: "Yanzi, you have to act according to your conscience. Do you really think no one knows what you have done? I don't know? I'm taking advantage of you. My own future is protecting you, we are all at this age, and if we can live one more day, we will earn it, and you are still entangled with the dead people, what on earth do you want to do?"

Yang Zheng hasn't said such serious words to Zhang Chunyan for a long time.

Zhang Chunyan was startled, her eyes flickering, did he really know everything?

Zhang Chunyan refused to admit it: "What did I do? I didn't do anything."

"Yes, don't do anything now, and don't do anything in the future. Just be calm. We can live a stable life for a few more years, and I can do more things for the people."

Yang Zheng glanced at the bird's nests on the ground and saw Zhang Chunyan's big belly. He swallowed his anger and said, "I'll stew the bird's nests for you. You sit down and rest for a while."

Yang Zheng carried the bird's nest to the kitchen, but the anger in Zhang Chunyan's heart still didn't go away.

Only now did Zhang Chunyan suddenly realize that the things she did did not hurt the Fu family at all. On the contrary, she was pinched and became the Fu family's biggest protection umbrella.

Zhang Chunyan was very upset.

……

Fu's old house.

The lights are brightly lit tonight, and the laughter of children can be heard in the living room.

Two naughty children, Qingqing and Nannan, were chasing each other in the living room, playing hide and seek.

Lele is here today, playing with Qingqing Nannan.

Fu Tingxiu plays chess with Fu Yingjie, and Meng Ning cooks with Fang Qiong.

Fu Yunxi was sitting on the sofa reading a book, immersed in the book and automatically ignoring the noise of his younger brothers and sisters.

At this time, Fu Boxuan came back, casually, with his hands in his pockets: "Little beauty, you are reading again, you won't be a nerd, you read a lot, help my second uncle to find out what this poem means."

Fu Boxuan smiled and took out a postcard from his pocket with a poem written on it.

Fu Yunxi put down the book, looked at the postcard, and asked, "Second uncle, who gave this to you."

Fu Boxuan said a little shyly: "Of course it's a beautiful woman. Look to see if it's a love letter. She must have a crush on me."

Fu Yunxi took one look at it and said, "Second uncle, this is not a love letter, nor does she have a crush on you. This is an acrostic poem. Please read this line vertically."

Fu Boxuan took a look and said: "I am a Zhu."

"Zhu and pig have the same pronunciation." Fu Yunxi smiled and said, "Second uncle, why have you offended others?"

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