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Jiang Wanyi was shocked when she heard such words for the first time.

This night, she drank a lot.

This night was also her happiest day in the past four years.

When he got up, Jiang Wanyi was already unsteady on his feet.

She swayed and fell to the ground in a daze.

The little children were already asleep.

Fu Hansheng raised his hand and hugged Jiang Wanyi.

There were only two of them in the living room.

Jiang Wan was so drunk that she couldn't even see clearly who was in front of her, so she was picked up.

She wasn't afraid at all, she leaned quietly in Fu Hansheng's arms, looking pitiful and well-behaved.

The man lowered his eyes and stared at the little woman in his arms.

There was a hint of bright red at the end of her eyes, and her hazy eyes were fragile and fragile.

Fu Hansheng's hand holding her body suddenly tightened. His dark pupils reflected a dark color, and a rough desire awakened strongly in his body.

When it came into contact with the soft bed, a small section of Jiang Wanyi's clothes was wrapped up, revealing her thin, white and delicate waist.

A body that has given birth to a child is softer and more supple.

Under the dim light, there was a faint moistness. As she turned around, Fu Hansheng's eyes became thicker and darker, as if they could penetrate the soul.

Just the next moment, the quilt covered Jiang Wanyi's body, hiding her body.

As he turned around, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Jiang Wan was so drunk that she didn't know what night it was. The next moment she pulled the man, she leaned against him.

The man's body was strong and warm, and Jiang Wanyi begged hoarsely: "Don't go, don't go, okay..."

No matter how much restraint he had, he couldn't help the woman he wanted to ask for in a soft voice.

Fu Hansheng turned around and Jiang Wanyi hugged his waist.

His bony hands pinched her chin and raised her head.

The tip of her pink tongue was hidden in the small mouth, which was full of water. Her tears slid down the corners of her eyes and fell on his back.

His heart seemed to be burned, and he softened uncontrollably.

In the past thirty years, Fu Hansheng felt soft-hearted for the first time for a woman.

Darkness surged in his eyes, and his knuckled hand fell on Jiang Wanyi's face. His fingertips rubbed her lips, and he pressed into her mouth uncontrollably, touching the moisture.

She looked at him with such pitiful eyes, he was emotional, and so was she.

The man looked condescendingly at the little woman kneeling on the edge of the bed, hugging his waist, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want?"

It was like a ferocious beast that had captured its prey and was thinking about how to eat it most wantonly.

Jiang Wanyi was completely drunk. Looking at the man in front of her, she felt something warm flowing in her heart.

Under his scrutiny, everything about her was surrendering to him, involuntarily.

"Child...have a baby."

The trembling voice seemed to be coquettish, and it was especially passionate on such a dim and snowy night.

But the lust in the man's eyes was instantly extinguished.

He frowned sharply.

Even Jiang Wanyi, who was already drunk and stupid, felt the danger of the other party.

Fu Hansheng's eyes were fixed on her. Seeing Jiang Wanyi go back, he raised his hand, grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her towards him.

Condescending, full of scrutiny and gaze.

Seeing her eyelashes trembling more and more, he said coldly: "Miss Jiang, take a good look and see who I am."

Like the sound of broken jade, it hits the nerves.

Jiang Wan felt as if he had been showered with water. His eyes that were originally blurry suddenly became clear.

It’s...Mr. Fu...

Fu Hansheng raised his hand and pulled up her clothes that had fallen to her collarbone.

The emotion in his eyes burned to ashes.

No man would be happy to be recognized as someone else, let alone a person in power like Fu Hansheng.

Jiang Wanyi's nerves trembled slightly.

She thought of how she had hugged the man's waist just now. She lowered her eyes at the moment and never had the courage to raise them again.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry uncle."

He is Bo Ting's uncle.

She and Bo Ting are not divorced, and he is also her uncle.

It shouldn't be done emotionally or rationally... Just now, she touched a taboo.

Fu Hansheng was speechless, and his only words of "little uncle" made his lips curl up with a hint of ridicule.

Seeing the little woman get out of the bed and stand under the bed, trembling, her frightened look finally touched his pity: "Why do you keep saying sorry to me tonight?"

Jiang Wanyi subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced into those deep and boundless eyes.

For some reason, she became more and more panicked and explained: "I drank too much. I feel relaxed and happy for the first time today."

In the past four years, she had been too depressed and not herself.

Being PUAed by people from the Bo family has negated my personality.

She was slowly finding herself again, but it was too slow.

To this day, Mr. Fu says she can.

People always regard superiors as absolute authority, especially those they look up to and respect.

He said she could do it, and he didn't look down on her at all.

Something seemed to be blooming in her heart.

Fu Hansheng responded faintly, his emotions difficult to discern: "Have a good rest."

He closed the door gentlemanly.

When Jiang Wanyi went out again, no one was there.

Looking at Xiaobao who was already asleep.

Fu Hansheng raised the corners of his lips, somewhat mixed with mockery.

She mistook him for Bo Ting and wanted to ask him for a child.

Assistant Rong came over at this time: "Not long after Miss Jiang's daughter was born, she was diagnosed with an illness. This disease requires umbilical cord blood. Therefore, after Miss Jiang is cured or her body is almost healed, she is ready to ask Mr. Bo for more A child."

Speaking of it.

Rong Yao only felt that Jiang Wanyi and Bo Ting were tied to death because of their children and could not be separated.

Originally, Jiang Wanyi already had a child with Bo Ting. If he had another child, even if he was their husband... that wouldn't work.

It is impossible for ordinary men to accept a divorced woman with two children, poor health, and a complex family of origin.

Not to mention, this woman also calls herself "little uncle".

"Miss Jiang is indeed beautiful. Even the top beauties in the circle are inferior to her. It's a pity that she couldn't meet you earlier." Rong Yao felt that his husband was most likely to be Might have to give up.

His tone was full of regret.

Fu Hansheng smiled faintly: "Really?"

Rong Yao smiled.

He has been with his husband for many years and has never been able to figure out his husband's thoughts.

In this way, he only said: "Even a woman would not approach a man like Jiang Wanyi, let alone a man... I... would not approach Miss Chaojiang like this."

It’s a woman who calls herself uncle, call herself uncle!

There was a bit of amusement in Fu Hansheng's eyes.

He looked out the window and asked quietly: "Does she live in Bo Ting downstairs?"

They have already installed security cameras at the elevator exits of this building.

At this time, Bo Ting knocked on Jiang Wanyi's door.

Smelling the smell of alcohol on Jiang Wanyi's body, he asked coldly: "Have you been drinking?"