Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

As winter turns to spring, all the flowers in Moon Bay are in full bloom, and a thin layer of mist covers the lawn in the early morning.

Jian Xiaoan was seven months pregnant. Early in the morning, Wang Dabao ordered the bodyguards to move things from the car, including a stroller, a crib, and various baby supplies.

Fu Nanchen was pushing a baby stroller back from a walk. Jian Xiaoan looked at him and smiled. Whenever he had free time, he would push the empty baby stroller and said he wanted to practice in advance.

After a recent prenatal checkup, the doctor inadvertently said, "If one looks like the dad and the other looks like the mom..."

From this, they realized that they were most likely pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl, so Fu Nanchen hurriedly arranged supplies for the boy.

"Honey, it's time to go to work." Jian Xiaoan waved at him.

Along the way, Jian Xiaoan heard him talking on the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Jian Xiaoan said, "Honey, I'll take a vacation after this month. You see, I'm fine now. The doctor said it's okay to walk around properly, otherwise it's too boring."

Fu Nanchen looked at her bulging belly and could only reluctantly agree, "I'll treat Mr. Tang tonight. I'm afraid the baby will be too tired. Can you go home after get off work?"

"It's okay. I just happened to want to meet Mr. Tang you mentioned. I can also help you translate. Aren't there French people coming here too?"

Fu Nanchen touched the top of her head and said, "Baby is really capable."

Jian Xiaoan planned the rest of the itinerary for them one by one. Mr. Tang and his party checked directly into the presidential suite of Jiangcheng Hotel and were entertained by a banquet that evening.

The luxurious box was filled with strong Chinese elements. Fu Nanchen, Jian Xiaoan and Chen Sen were waiting early. When the door of the box was opened, they saw a gray-haired man walking in.

He was still wearing a Tang suit, leaning on a cane in his hand, with a half mask on his face, and his eyes were bright and sharp.

Next to him was an old man about 60 years old, who was Tang Nanke's housekeeper, Mu Cheng.

"Hello, Mr. Tang." Fu Nanchen hurried forward to shake hands.

"Young man, long time no see." The man's voice was loud, as if he had met an old friend. He smiled and looked at Fu Nanchen, "I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon."

"This must be my wife." He looked at Jian Xiaoan. As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly shook and his fist clenched around the cane tightened.

"Mr. Tang, this is my wife, Jian Xiaoan." Fu Nanchen gently put his arm around her waist, his eyes filled with an imperceptible tenderness.

"Oh." Tang Nanke's lips twitched slightly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his steady upper body trembled slightly, "Hello, Mrs. Fu."

How could there be two women who look so alike?

Noticing the man's change, Mu Cheng beside him hurried to help him.

Upon learning that Mr. Tang had been abroad for many years, Fu Nanchen asked the hotel to prepare some authentic hometown dishes and enthusiastically introduced to him the changes in the country in recent years.

"Mrs. Fu, are you a native of Jiangcheng?" Tang Nanke's eyes stayed on Jian Xiaoan's face almost the whole night. He had an irresistible impulse.

"Mr. Tang, I grew up in Jiangcheng." Jian Xiaoan answered simply.

"Oh." Tang Nanke seemed to be thinking about something. He turned his head and looked at Mu Cheng, "Are they similar? Especially those crescent eyes."

Mu Cheng nodded.

Are there really people in the world who look so alike?

"Mr. Tang, have you been abroad for so many years?" Fu Nanchen asked.

Tang Nanke hesitated for a second and nodded, "I have been living abroad since I was a child, but I am a Chinese. I have always wanted to come back and visit."

"Mrs. Fu, are your parents also from Jiangcheng?" Tang Nan Ke asked again.

"My adoptive parents are from Jiangcheng."

Foster parents?

Hearing these three words, Tang Nanke was shocked and almost dropped the chopsticks in his hand. He inadvertently controlled his previous loss of composure and asked, "Who are your biological parents?"

Fu Nanchen was also very curious why this man was so interested in his wife's background.

"I don't know either." Jian Xiaoan responded politely and looked at Fu Nanchen.

"Why is Mr. Tang so interested in my wife's background?"

"Oh, she looks a lot like my wife." Tang Nanke looked at the mural on the wall, his thoughts going back to a long time ago, "But, she has been dead for a long time."

.......

When Tang Nan Ke returned to his room that night, he stood by the window, looking at the night view, but in his mind was Jian Xiaoan's every move and smile.

"Cough, cough, cough." He covered his chest and coughed hard twice.

"Master, Madam and Miss, the young master is no longer here. Please take care of yourself." Mu Cheng walked over.

"Yeah, they're all gone."

The man turned around, holding the mask in his hand, half of his face was covered with terrible scars, as if he had gone through the vicissitudes of life. His voice was choked and tears welled up in his eyes, "If the young lady were still alive, she would be this old, maybe she would get married and have children.

If you meet a man as good as Mr. Fu, you are lucky. "

"Yes, it is said that the Fu family has a very upright family tradition, and Mr. Fu, this young man, also has a strong sense of social responsibility."

Mu Cheng helped Tang Nanke sit on the sofa, "Master, isn't this the person you've been looking for?"

Tang Nanke nodded. He has been committed to researching drugs to treat cancer so that more people will no longer suffer from cancer.

......

Next, Tang Nanke and others visited the M chip base under the Fu Group. They did not formally propose any cooperation, but they were particularly interested in the customs and culture of Jiangcheng.

Among them, the most indispensable is the famous Jiangcheng tourist attraction, Shahai. Fu Nanchen accompanied him throughout the whole trip, and he seemed to get along very well with the old man.

When passing by Yanghu Lake, he also introduced the origin of Yanghu Lake to Tang Nanke.

Tang Nanke looked at the fairytale castle at the end of Yang Lake and asked, "Mr. Fu, what is that building?"

Fu Nanchen smiled knowingly, his face full of love for his wife, "I built this for my wife."

Tang Nanke was startled and looked out the window, "Mr. Fu is so thoughtful, his wife must be very happy."

"I will definitely host a family dinner for you when I return."

.......

After school started, one day a female college student at Jiangcheng University jumped to her death. At first everyone thought it was suicide due to depression. Later, as things developed, rumors spread that the student was deceived by a wealthy man outside the school and that nude photos of her were taken.

Later, more and more anonymous comments began to ferment on the Internet, directly targeting Chen Jie. After the incident of him gathering for fornication was exposed a few years ago, he was silent for a while as if he had disappeared.

Unexpectedly, he appeared in entertainment venues again soon.

It happened to be the weekend. Qiao Qiao, Mo Baiyun and others were attending a friend's birthday party at Jiangcheng Club. While they were making a phone call in the corridor, they heard a girl crying on the phone. The gist of the conversation was that someone was forcing her to accompany them for drinks, otherwise they would file a complaint against her.

Qiao Qiao turned around and saw a young girl dressed as a waitress.

She watched her walk into the box.

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