After the flash marriage, the wealthy husband can’t hide his vest

People are like this, they don't want to show their bad side.

Even if I feel uncomfortable, I won’t say it.

That's why there is the word glamorous.

Before today, Meng Ning still felt very happy, but the sudden appearance of Yang Xue made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Fu Tingxiu is almost forty, and it is said that men of this age are most likely to lose control of their hearts. Meng Ning is also a little worried.

Meng Ning and Yao Tianchou chatted about their current situation and their children.

Meng Ning thought of Bai Ruoxue and said, "Bai Ruoxue sent me a message before, saying that she saw you."

Yao Tianchou's expression was slightly startled: "When?"

"During the summer," Meng Ning said, "She didn't look for you?"

In the summer, Yao Tianqiu was still selling ice powder.

"No."

Yao Tianchou remembered the message from Bai Ruoxue on social software.

Maybe, she really found herself and just didn't bother.

Meng Ning took a sip of tea, glanced at Yao Yikai who was playing with Qingqing Nannan, and said, "This kid is pretty good."

Meng Ning also had the sense not to talk about Bai Ruoxue. Yao Tianqiu was obviously a little taboo about this topic.

"This kid is smart." Yao Tianchou said, "Sensible."

Meng Ning asked: "What are your plans for the future?"

"Just live well now." Yao Tianchou didn't think too much.

Meng Ning was actually asking him a personal question, and Yao Tianchou deliberately pretended not to understand.

Meng Ning smiled lightly and said nothing.

After dinner, it was almost eight o'clock, and the two of them separated at the door of the hotel without talking anymore.

On the way back, Nannan asked: "Mom, how do you know Yao Yikai's father? Are you old friends? Then can I let Yao Yikai come to my house as a guest in the future?"

"Okay." Meng Ning smiled.

Qingqing also asked curiously: "Mom, are you unhappy today?"

Girls are observant. At such a young age, Qingqing was already able to detect Meng Ning's unhappiness.

"No." Meng Ning lied: "With you here, I am happy every day."

Several people returned home, but Fu Tingxiu hadn't come back yet, and Meng Ning couldn't help but think wildly.

Nannan had already slept in a separate room, but Qingqing still followed Fu Yunxi.

Fu Yunxi was leaning on the bedside reading a book when his cell phone rang suddenly. It was a message from Huo Beilin from the UK.

Fu Yunxi quickly put down the book and replied to the message.

Qing took a shower and came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel: "Sister, who are you talking to? Is it Brother Li?"

"No, it's Huo Beilin." Fu Yunxi said, "You've seen him before."

Qingqing kind of forgot.

Huo Beilin and Fu Yunxi occasionally have contact.

Fu Yunxi has always hung the painting Huo Beilin gave him in his room, and he has always worn the dzi beads she gave him around his neck.

As they grow older, the two are attracted to each other, and Fu Yunxi's mind is quietly changing.

She began to look forward to news from Huo Beilin. If anything happened, she was willing to share it with him.

Whatever happened to Huo Beilin in the UK or any good news, he would share it with Fu Yunxi.

Although they were thousands of miles apart, they felt very close.

Fu Yunxi looked at Huo Beilin's circle of friends and saw a recent photo he posted today. Qingqing exclaimed: "Sister, this brother is so beautiful, even more beautiful than brother Li."

The little girl likes to look at handsome men since she was young.

Huo Beilin and Li Chennan are of different types. In terms of their faces, they each have their own merits.

"Qingqing, boys cannot be described as beautiful. Beautiful is used to describe girls." Fu Yunxi corrected his sister: "Beautiful is used to describe boys, and it will appear very feminine. Boys should be masculine in beauty."

Qingqing seemed to understand: "Sister, where has this brother Huo gone? Why doesn't he come to play with you?"

"He went abroad and it will take a long time to come back." Fu Yunxi said, "He is very good at painting."

"Is it better than my sister's?"

In Qingqing's eyes, her sister's paintings are the most beautiful.

Fu Yunxi likes to have a quiet temperament. Sometimes he would draw pictures alone in his room, or read medical books and identify medicinal materials, or follow Mao Zicheng to the mountains to collect herbs.

Fu Yunxi has no interest in managing the company. Fu Tingxiu has a headache at this point. He can only count on his youngest daughter and son in the future.