The domineering president dotes on his little wife

Chapter 117: Quarrel and Breakup

Yan Zixin raised her innocent eyes and asked, "Well, I know. I think you mentioned it when you were in the villa. What's the matter?"

"Will your man...will he agree to let you go to England?" Ling Feng remembered Fu Chen's opposing attitude and ugly face, and felt that he had to remind Yan Zixin about this first.

"Agree? Why not?" Yan Zixin asked innocently again, not taking the matter seriously at all.

Ling Feng was still a little worried, and repeatedly reminded him: "Why don't you ask Fu Chen's opinion in private first, so as to avoid..."

"Okay, no problem, I'll ask when I get back!" Yan Zixin replied casually.

Ling Feng and Yan Zixin didn't know that their conversation was heard by Ling Fang who was hiding at the door...

Yan Zi happily returned home and took the initiative to talk to Fu Chen about this matter. Fu Chen did not answer anything, but said expressionlessly: "Let's eat!"

Yan Zixin looked at Fu Chen like this and could tell with her toes that Fu Chen was angry. Yan Zixin couldn't understand what Fu Chen had to be angry about. She would tell him everything, so what was there to be angry about?

Yan Zixin patiently sat down and served Fu Chen dishes and soup, saying flatteringly:

"Chen, eat more, you've worked hard!"

"Chen, this is your favorite Peking duck!"

"Chen, drink more of this soup, it's very nutritious!"

"Chen, I'll give you another bowl of rice..."

Throughout the whole meal, Yan Zixin was really a sucker. Even the waiters in the five-star hotel couldn't provide service as good as hers!

Fu Chen still had a lukewarm expression and did not respond. After eating, he turned around and walked upstairs.

Yan Zixin quickly took the suit jacket from Fu Chen's hand and said, "Chen, I'll help you get it!"

As soon as they entered the bedroom, Yan Zixin came up close, stretched out her slender hands like white jade, put them on Fu Chen's shoulders, and massaged him. Yan Zixin looked at Fu Chen who closed his eyes and enjoyed it. She seized the opportunity and kissed Fu Chen's cheek with a smile, and said again: "Chen, I want to visit LY's company in the UK in a few days, is it okay?"

"No!" Fu Chen refused flatly.

Yan Zixin got a little mad when she heard this and asked, "Why?"

Fu Chen had been patient since morning until now. No matter how good his temper was, he could no longer hold back. He thought: If I take a step back, will I have to take another step back? Not only do I have to take this order, but I also have to go to England? Have you really spoiled him? Do you want to push him even further?

Fu Chen's face was solemn, and he reprimanded in a stern tone: "Yan Zixin, are you a three-year-old child? Why can't I tell you? You are about to become a mother, can't you be quiet? I have compromised and agreed to let you take orders to do design, but now you are going to go to the UK. Can't you be sensible and think about me and the children?"

Fu Chen spouted off a long string of words in one breath, which completely confused Yan Zixin. She didn't expect that Fu Chen would get so angry because of this matter!

Yan Zixin felt aggrieved, but she didn't know how to refute it. After all, Fu Chen used the child to suppress her, what else could she say? Yan Zixin stared at the furious Fu Chen, said nothing, turned around and walked into the bathroom.

Fu Chen sat on the sofa angrily, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it up and started smoking...

Yan Zixin ran to the bathroom, locked the door, leaned her back against the cold wall, slid down weakly, and squatted on the floor. She couldn't hold back her tears anymore. She bit her lips tightly, stubbornly trying not to let herself cry out loud.

Finally, the strong backlash of emotions came surging, and Yan Zixin could no longer control herself. She hurriedly turned on the faucet in the bathroom, letting the sound of running water cover up her sobs...

Fu Chen sat on the sofa, smoking dully. In the smoke, he gradually calmed down. He was perceptive and noticed something strange. He thought to himself: "Why has the running water in the bathroom been running for so long? Yan Zixin has been in there for a long time, why hasn't she come out yet?"

"Yan Zixin, Yan Zixin, are you ready..." Fu Chen knocked on the bathroom door and asked tentatively.

The only response to Fu Chen was the sound of running water...

"Yan Zixin, what are you doing in there? Open the door!" Fu Chen was completely sure that something was wrong, so he asked nervously. However, he still didn't get any response.

"Uncle Li, Uncle Li... bring me the keys!" Fu Chen shouted in panic.

When Yan Zixin heard Fu Chen's voice, she remembered that this was his home and he naturally had the key. In the end, she had no choice but to resign herself to opening the door, not wanting to engage in a meaningless and endless struggle.

With a "click", Yan Zixin finally opened the bathroom door.

Fu Chen felt relieved after seeing Yan Zixin, thinking: I hope nothing happened! Before he could react, Yan Zixin lowered her head and walked past him as if she didn't see Fu Chen, walked straight to the bed, and buried herself in the quilt!

Fu Chen walked over and directly lifted Yan Zixin's quilt, and saw Yan Zixin curled up into a small ball with her hands covering her face! Fu Chen's first feeling was distressed, but besides being distressed, he also felt that every time he felt distressed for Yan Zixin's crying, he compromised and agreed...

But it seemed that every time afterwards, Yan Zixin would use this trick to win! Fu Chen felt that he couldn't spoil her and must not compromise easily. This time he just whispered, "Don't cry!"

Yan Zixin asked in a tearful voice: "Then can I go to England?"

Fu Chen still insisted on his own opinion and said resolutely: "No!"

Yan Zixin turned around and continued to face Fu Chen with her back.

Fu Chen looked at Yan Zixin like this and said with determination: "I still say the same thing. For the safety of the child and your own safety, think about whether you should go to England!" Fu Chen simply walked to the study and let Yan Zixin digest it herself!

But obviously, Fu Chen, a grown man, naturally didn't know how much a pregnant woman's emotions could fluctuate. Yan Zixin was like a drowning person, struggling in a whirlpool of negative emotions...

Yan Zixin couldn't help but doubt her relationship with Fu Chen, wondering if it was right for her to be with Fu Chen. Yan Zixin felt that she and Fu Chen were not a good match. He was a child of the heavens, dazzling and shining; she was just a speck of dust on the ground, small and colorless. How could he understand her desire to break out of the ground, sweep away the dust, and become a pearl?

The more Yan Zixin thought about it, the deeper she got. Negative emotions were like fast-growing vines, tightly wrapping around Yan Zixin. Even Yan Zixin herself didn't realize that this was a very dangerous thing...