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

Meng Ning put on an apron and went to the kitchen to cook noodles for Fu Tingxiu, while Fu Tingxiu went to the bedroom to look at the bubbles.

The wound on Bubble's forehead was already healing. In order to prevent scars from leaving, Fu Tingxiu had someone buy the best scar-removing medicine from abroad.

Bubbles' wounds are healing well.

Fu Tingxiu looked at the sleeping Bubbles and felt very at ease. He held Bubbles' little hand tenderly and sat there looking at it for a while.

Maybe it was Aiwujiwu, or maybe it was something else, but the intimacy that Paopao gave Fu Tingxiu had always been very strong.

It was as if Paopao was born to be his daughter.

At this time, Paopao woke up. She was very happy when she saw Fu Tingxiu. She got up from the bed happily and said, "Dad, Dad."

"Shh, don't let your mother hear it. If she hears that I woke you up, she will have to teach me a lesson." Fu Tingxiu smiled.

Paopao also made a shushing gesture and said with a smile: "Dad, I miss you so much. Dad, you have worked hard. When I grow up, I will make a lot of money to support you, my mother, and my grandma."

"Really, then I'm waiting to enjoy the blessing." Fu Tingxiu said with warmth in his heart: "Paopao, study hard and help your father manage the company when you grow up, so that your father can retire early and live with your mother. In this world, there is no hope for your second uncle, he is not a business material."

Fu Tingxiu really has no way to deal with Fu Boxuan. He has no courage, no vision, no ability to calculate, is often plotted by others, and being soft-hearted is also a big problem.

Meng Ning came to the room and wanted to ask Fu Tingxiu to drink some chicken soup. He was shocked when he heard at the door that Fu Tingxiu intended to hand over Shengyu Group to Paopao.

Paopao was not related by blood to Fu Tingxiu, but he did not blink an eye at such a large family property and planned to train someone who had no blood relationship with him to inherit it.

Is Fu Tingxiu not planning to have his own child?

Meng Ning thought about her physical condition and how difficult it would be for her to have another child.

Meng Ning did not go in to disturb the two of them. She was sitting in the restaurant. The water in the kitchen pot was boiling. She quickly went in to cook the noodles. After they were cooked, she chopped green onions and a bowl of fragrant tomato and egg noodles was ready.

Meng Ning added chicken stock to the noodles to give them a richer flavor.

"It smells so good." Fu Tingxiu came out of the room.

Meng Ning asked: "Did Paopao sleep again?"

"Well, let's go to bed." Fu Tingxiu sat down to eat noodles. The first bite made him feel satisfied: "Meng Ning, I suddenly remembered the days when I lived in Shuimutian City. Those days were ordinary, but very warm and happy."

He wanted to live such a simple life with Meng Ning, without the need for sea cucumbers, abalones, big fish or meat.

Three meals for four seasons, simple.

After working for a day, you come home, eat a bite of hot noodles made by your wife, your children are asleep, and you say a few thoughtful words to your wife. Isn't this the kind of life a man wants?

Meng Ning smiled slightly and said: "Huanhuan said before that you are the most down-to-earth boss, and you deserve the title. Others want power, status, money, luxury cars, villas and beauties. As for you, a bowl of hot noodles will make you." Satisfied."

Fu Tingxiu held her hand with one hand and ate the noodles with the other, and said, "I've got all the things you mentioned before. This late-night hot soup, a confidante, is hard to come by."

Meng Ning smiled, yes, Fu Tingxiu was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, what has he not enjoyed?

Instead, it was these plain, yet rare things that attracted his attention.

"If you were a pauper, wouldn't you abandon your wife and children one day when you become famous? You know, there are three great things that happen to a man: getting promoted and getting rich, and killing his wife." Meng Ning joked: "When a man has no money, he chooses Women who are willing to endure hardships and like themselves will choose what they like when they have money."

Fu Tingxiu said obediently: "There are such men, but they are destined not to make a fortune. And one thing is for sure, a man is never willing to let the woman he likes suffer. This is how you can identify a scumbag." .”

Meng Ning smiled: "I've been taught a lesson. I've been thinking recently about writing a book to teach women how to identify scumbags..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Tingxiu suddenly kissed her. The kiss was soaked in noodle soup and full of the flavor of life. In fact, he had been living with her attentively and living the simplest life.

She smiled: "Isn't it enough to finish a bowl of noodles?"

"You can have some more." Fu Tingxiu lowered his voice, fearing to wake up the bubbles in the room. He held Meng Ning on his lap and sat down.

Meng Ning was wearing a skirt, which was very convenient. Fu Tingxiu put his fingers in it.

Realizing that this guy wanted it here, Meng Ning said shyly, "Fu Tingxiu, your posture..." It's too difficult.

He kissed her lips again and swallowed her next words.

He said: "No matter how difficult the posture is, it won't be a problem for your man."

He sat on the chair and held her like this, and she sat on him...