Mr. said the sugar cake is not as sweet as me

Ever since Fu Qingyang came back from country A, Youbao is like a small pendant, clinging to her husband all the time.Husband needs to be hugged for meals, husband is required to wash in the shower, and husband is required to feed desserts...

It seemed that he was afraid that Fu Qingyang would stay away from him again, Youbao would hold onto the corner of her husband's clothes uneasy while sleeping, and hold it tightly in his palm.Every day when I wake up, I have to open my eyes in a daze to see if my husband is still there.After seeing a familiar figure, Youyou will close your eyes sleepily and take a small sleep.

There is still a follow-up to the project of the country A branch last time.After Fu Qingyang had been with Youbao for a few days, he could no longer just ignore the urging report sent to Nan.It's just that Fu Qingyang was worried about Youyou, and after the two discussed it, the man decided to take Youbao to the company, go to work together, hold meetings together, and handle work together.

This leads directly to the atmosphere in the conference room, which is somewhat subtle.

The man sitting on the first seat had a cold face, a pair of sharp eagle eyes, revealing silence and indifference.The tailor-made straight suit faintly outlines the man's strong figure, and his body is full of breath.

However, there was a delicate and soft boy nestled in his arms.

The man lost all momentum in an instant.

Youbao sat obediently in her husband's arms, her small head poked out from her husband's arms quietly, her pair of clear amber eyes carefully and curiously looked at the other people in the meeting room.

In Xiang Nan's absence, Wan Jing took his place temporarily.

"Cough...today's meeting is to solve the subsequent impact of company A's project flaws. Please read the information at hand."

A young executive, while reading the information, couldn't help but glance at the soft dumpling in Mr. Fu's arms. Such a beautiful and lovely boy is rare.Soft little face......

Woo, it must be good to pinch!

Noticing the young executive's gaze, Fu Qingyang frowned slightly in dissatisfaction, and stretched out his hand to push Youyou's small head back into his arms, piercing the young executive with a slightly cool warning gaze.

"Look at the information and take care of your eyes."

Fu Qingyang's deep voice didn't fluctuate at all, and he couldn't hear the happiness and anger hidden under the calm expression of the man.The young executive shivered in fright, and quickly lowered his head to "seriously" read the information.

In fact, he didn't read a word.

[Boss Fu is so scary. 】

[Help, am I about to be fired! 】

【Woooooooo...】

[Stingy Mr. Fu, hateful. 】

Didn't you just take a look at yourself?Be petty and petty!

Fu Qingyang didn't know that he was being complained about by the employees tremblingly. He had read the information at hand early in the morning.

"Pomelo Treasure."

The man supported his chin with one hand, and began to tease the baby in his arms with the other.For a while, he poked Yuyou's soft dimples, and for a while, he pinched the tip of Yuyou's small nose, and stroked the little golden hair.

Fortunately, Yubao is not good.No matter how much her husband "harassed" him, he would quietly let him bully him.

"Hmm... Youyou is here, here..."

The corners of Fu Qingyang's lips curled slightly, because the irritability brought about by that terrible project was swept away. He stretched out his hand and pulled Youyou into his arms, closed his eyes slightly as if enjoying himself, and started the meeting.

The first thought of all the company executives after reading the information is: it's over, it's over!Mr. Fu must lose his temper...

But to their surprise, Mr. Fu was not angry. Although his emotions were light and his tone was slightly cold, it was within their tolerance.

Almost instantly, the employees gave this great credit to the delicate young man in Mr. Fu's arms. After the meeting, they all nodded their heads to Youyou before leaving the meeting room in a daze.

It must be Mr. Fu's little gentleman, that's why Mr. Fu is so "gentle"!Don't call them trash, don't deduct their wages, and don't even mention the recent overtime work! ! !They have already started praying, hoping that Mr. Fu will bring that delicate young man with him every time he holds a meeting in the future.That way they won't suffer.

Youbao has always been sensitive to other people's eyes, and couldn't help shrinking into her husband's arms.Hmm...why do you stare at Youyou?

Xiaoyuzi hugged her husband aggrievedly.

I don't understand very much!

"Hey, is Youbao feeling bored?"

"Yuyou no...not boring..."

Little Youzi was afraid that her husband would let Youyou go home alone, so she quickly raised her head to express that she wanted to continue to follow her husband.

Fu Qingyang smiled lightly and rubbed Youyou's little head.

"Okay, but it's almost noon now. Youbao can order takeaway whatever you want, and order some for your husband by the way." With that said, Fu Qingyang handed his mobile phone to Youbao, letting him toss about.

Xiaoyouzi rubbed her little paws against her clothes, then cherishedly took the phone from her husband, and unlocked it with her fingerprint.

Yes, Fu Qingyang entered Youyou's fingerprints into the security system of the mobile phone. In the future, Youbao can unlock his mobile phone, shopping or takeaway software, and can directly confirm the purchase with his fingerprint.

Youyou is very sensible and doesn't flip through her husband's phone randomly, but when she glances at the unlocked phone and the screen saver on the main screen, she can't help but her ears turn red, and a soft smirk appears on her white pink lips.

Hey.

It's a photo of youyou sleeping~

(★＞U＜★)

Youbao ordered hot and sour potato shredded pork and farmhouse fried pork for himself, and salted duck with sauce, fried pork with lettuce and ribs soup for her husband.

After waiting for half an hour, the food was delivered.As soon as Youbao received the call from the courier, he greeted his husband, and happily went downstairs to get a delicious lunch.

Fu Qingyang looked at Xiaoyouzi's cheerful back, his eyes were full of doting.After Youyou disappeared from his vision, Fu Qingyang's eyes fell back on his computer screen again.

Originally, I thought that I would go downstairs in the company to get a meal. I didn't need to worry about Youyou not knowing the way or unable to carry it. After all, Wanjing could help.But after waiting for a quarter of an hour, Yuyou still didn't come back.

For some reason, Fu Qingyang's heart sank.

A bad premonition spread quickly.

"Boss Fu." A small employee hurriedly opened the door of Fu Qingyang's office, ignoring other things: "Something happened!"

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"Don't even come here! Back off, back off!"

A drunk man with a crazy look forced Youyou's fragile neck with a knife, and yelled loudly at the people around him.

Wan Jing tried to calm down, she lowered her voice, for fear of angering the drunk: "Don't hurt anyone, what do you want?"

As soon as Youyou came out, the drunk rushed over, and while the people around were not paying attention, he grabbed Youyou and held him hostage.

This selective hijacking was obviously premeditated.

But now is not the time to think about it, the most important thing right now is to keep Master Youyou safe.Wanjing circled around.

Finally, until the arrival of Fu Qingyang.

"Pomelo Treasure!"

Looking at the blade attached to Youbao's skin, Fu Qingyang felt the blood flowing backwards all over his body, and his limbs were bitingly cold.

The flustered Xiaoyouzi kept trying to hold back her tears.It's just that the moment I saw my husband, tears fell out.

"Hey, Youbao won't cry."

Fu Qingyang didn't dare to approach rashly, so he could only stand two meters away from Xiaoyouzi and the drunk man, comforting him softly.

"You are Fu Qingyang? That rich president?"

The drunk man clicked his tongue, his eyes glistening.

Fu Qingyang's eyes were cold: "Yes. How much do you want?"

The drunk smiled excitedly, and approached Youyou's skin with a knife, and the sharp dagger cut through the skin in an instant.

The glaring blood almost made Fu Qingyang lose control.

He warned himself over and over again not to panic.

"As long as you let him go, I'll write a check for as much as you want."

After hearing this, the drunk man laughed strangely: "That person is right, hahaha, one billion, put the check on the ground after writing it, and I'll get it myself, hurry up! Otherwise..."

As he said that, a crazy look flashed in the eyes of the drunk, and he took a dagger and quickly cut a deep gash on Youyou's arm.

The crimson blood quickly stained the white shirt.

Enduring the excruciating pain, Youyou's tears fell even more fiercely.

But from the beginning to the end, Youbao didn't cry aloud, his white pink lips were bitten by the white teeth, and he refused to make a whimpering sound.

He didn't want to make her husband more worried.

But now Fu Qingyang is not concerned about whether he is worried or not. When he saw the drunk man's movements, the corners of his eyes gradually became bloodshot.

"No! Leave him alone, I'll write the check now."

With that said, Fu Qingyang took out the prepared check book from his arms, left the amount blank, signed it directly and put it on the ground.

"This is a blank check with a maximum amount of 30 billion." Fu Qingyang looked at Youyou's fearful appearance, and his heart was pierced. He barely maintained his last sanity, "After you get it, let him go."

The drunk continued to force Youyou with a knife, and eagerly walked towards the check step by step, with only greed in his eyes.

Xiaoyouzi was forced to get close to the check, guilt almost overwhelmed him.It's all the blame on Youyou, which caused my husband to lose 30 billion.

No.

Even if you sell pomelo, you won't be able to sell it for 30 billion!And this is her husband's money, so it cannot fall into the wrong hands.

Thinking of this, Youyou suppressed the fear in her heart.When the drunk man bent down to pick up the check, Little Youzi took the opportunity, took advantage of the knife in the drunk man's hand away from his neck, hugged the drunk man's arm with all his strength, and slammed it hard. Fell beside.

The drunk man was already a little unstable because of his drunkenness. After this toss, he held the knife in his hand and was thrown to the ground by Youyou.In this brief gap, Fu Qingyang rushed forward.

The man quickly kicked away the dagger in the drunk's hand, quickly picked up the fallen Youyou and hugged it in his arms.At the same time, the bodyguards on standby also set off at the same time, restrained the drunk man who had lost his weapon and hostage, tied him roughly with hemp rope and put him on the ground.

"Bullshit!"

Fu Qingyang stretched out her hand angrily and slapped Xiaoyouzi's ass in her arms.Youyou's actions just now were unexpected to him.

Before he went downstairs, he had already made arrangements quickly.

The drunk will definitely not leave alive.

If Youbao didn't succeed in throwing the drunk man to the ground with him, he would definitely anger the drunk in the end, and then he didn't know what would happen, and it would only make Youbao's situation more dangerous.

What is this nonsense?

"Ugh..."

Youyou, who had just escaped danger, was terrified by her husband.

"Old...husband... woo, don't...don't be fierce...you... woo...you... ..Youyou is afraid...it hurts, my butt hurts...wow!"