After marrying the richest husband

Sang Qiao swallowed bitterly the sour orange in his mouth, buried his head and carefully counted the money in his small treasury for a while.

Then I found out sadly, not to mention the lost wages of Fu's employees——

Maybe even Fu Xingzhou couldn't afford to pay his own dividends.

The poor and short-sighted Sang Qiao secretly scolded Fu Xingzhou in his heart, then moved in front of Fu Xingzhou aggrievedly holding the wooden pony tie: "Then, why don't I come to bed with you? Bring you tea and water, Help you to pee pee what?"

The little Maza was short and small, and Sang Qiao sat on it honestly, with his slender legs slightly curled up and his face slightly upturned, looking indescribably well-behaved.

A scorched and dry fire seemed to be burning along the internal organs, the indescribable scorching heat even overshadowed the dull pain of the abdominal wound.

Fu Xingzhou's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his voice was low: "Don't you still have to record a show, can you spare time to accompany me?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Oh yes.

Fu Xingzhou didn't know that he was kicked out by the program crew.

But this matter is not that important, it doesn't matter if Fu Xingzhou knows about it or not.

It's about Fang Yuzhou and Zhuang Hui that Yi Chu mentioned before...

Sang Qiao in front of him obviously seemed to have lost his attention.

Fu Xingzhou frowned: "Since you haven't figured it out yet, let's owe it first."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao: "???"

what?

Sang Qiao came back to his senses: "I owe you?"

Fu Xingzhou looked indifferent: "I'm not short of money, and you can't spare the time either. Let's talk about it later."

Sang Qiao: "Oh..."

Determined that he didn't have to lose money in the end, Sang Qiao's mood that had been depressed for a few hours before finally slowly improved a little.

Ok.

Although Fu Xingzhou has a bit of machismo, he always feels that his digestion ability is the best in the world, and he doesn't like to laugh, and he often has an expressionless face.

But he was neither angry nor embarrassing himself.

Sure enough, he is still a good person.

This made Sangqiao feel more and more that as Fu Xingzhou's legal marriage partner, he couldn't mess around outside behind his back.

It's fine if I didn't know it before, but now I know that I, Fang Yuzhou, and Zhuang Hui are inexplicably formed cp.

After thinking about it, Sang Qiao always felt that this was not good.

So Sang Qiao leaned on Fu Xingzhou's bedside with his head propped on his hands, thought for a while, and decided to confess leniently.

He pursed his lips, put one hand into the soft quilt on Fu Xingzhou's bed, and secretly pulled his little finger: "Fu Xingzhou, how are you feeling now?"

The thin fingers were making trouble in the palm of Fu Xingzhou's hand, and finally Fu Xingzhou pressed it in the palm of his hand, and said calmly: "I just finished the operation, and the company still has a lot of work, Qiaoqiao, what do you think of my mood?" ?”

Sang Qiao: "..."

Oh like this.

If it’s not good, just say it.

Sang Qiao regretted a little, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held tightly by Fu Xingzhou, and he failed to smuggle for a long time.

Fu Xingzhou's fingers brushed Sangqiao's fingertips indistinctly under the quilt, and then rubbed against the fragile wrist bones: "What's wrong?"

Sang Qiao swallowed: "If I tell you something that makes you even more unhappy, will you hit me?"

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Fu Xingzhou's expression sank: "Sang Qiao, who gave you the illusion that I would beat you?"

Sang Qiao said frankly, "Yi Chu!"

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Sang Qiao recounted Yi Chu's words in a dignified manner.

Then put his hands together and bowed to Fu Xingzhou: "If you want to divorce me in the future, just give me the divorce agreement, and I will sign it obediently. Don't put me in a sack and throw me into the lake! My long It's not easy being so big..."

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Fu Xingzhou sighed for a long time, leaned on the head of the bed, and said slowly: "I won't hit you, just tell me. What's the matter?"

Sang Qiao got the guarantee, and finally got a little courageous, and sat upright with his little Mazha in his arms: "Actually, it's not a big deal... But we are both married, so I think I should tell you."

Fu Xingzhou rubbed his eyebrows: "Say."

Sang Qiao: "Do you know Fang Yuzhou?"

Fu Xingzhou: "!"

There was a chill in Fu Xingzhou's eyes.

However, Sang Qiao didn't know what happened before this at all, and he didn't watch the first episode of the show.

I don't even know about Fu Xingzhou's previous operation: "Hey, you definitely don't know...it's a trainee on my show."

Sang Qiao thought for a while, and added with gestures: "He's very good, he got all A's in the first round, and he's good-looking."

Fu Xingzhou's face became even more gloomy: "What happened to him?"

Sang Qiao mulled over his words: "Well, we danced a dance before, and after the video of the dance was spread, many people saw it."

Fu Xingzhou interrupted Sang Qiao: "Dance video, has it spread?"

Sang Qiao blinked: "Yes."

The gloom between Fu Xingzhou's brows flashed, and he said softly, "And then?"

Sang Qiao rubbed his nose: "And now there are a lot of people on the Internet making fun of me and him... It's all netizens playing around, you don't have to worry about it."

Fu Xingzhou smiled, "Don't worry about it?"

Sang Qiao nodded: "That's right, it has nothing to do with us if the netizens are making trouble with them anyway, just wait until the fun is over!"

There was no emotion on Fu Xingzhou's expression, so he didn't speak.

Sang Qiao had already explained half of the crime facts, rubbed his hands together, and simply brought Zhuang Hui out: "By the way, there is another Zhuang Hui..."

Fu Xingzhou: "?"

Fu Xingzhou's face was completely dark, and he said in a cold voice: "Zhuang Kaicheng's youngest son?"

Sang Qiao was surprised: "Eh? You know him?"

Fu Xingzhou leaned on the head of the bed and closed his eyes: "I don't know."

Sang Qiao: "Oh..."

It's getting late.

Sang Qiao glanced at Fu Xingzhou quietly, feeling that he seemed to be losing interest, and hesitated whether to tell him the rest of the story.

Although the two of them have nothing to do with each other...

What's more, Fu Xingzhou is still the big president, so he should have no interest in such trivial things as him.

Sang Qiao licked his lower lip, and was about to shut up.

I saw Fu Xingzhou opened his closed eyes and looked at him: "What's wrong with Zhuang Hui?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao was caught in the back of the show, so he had no choice but to say dryly: "It's... the shirt I wanted before, do you remember? It's the peacock blue one."

Fu Xingzhou hummed casually.

Sang Qiao said, "That dress was actually poured on his clothes by accident when I was drinking milk tea. I searched many stores but couldn't buy it, so..."

Fu Xingzhou raised his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "So let me find you the exact same one, so that I can pay him back?"

Sang Qiao was afraid that Fu Xingzhou would throw himself into the sinking lake according to the operation Yi Chu said, so he stood up silently on the pony, with his head hanging down: "I'm sorry."

Fu Xingzhou turned his face and stared at Sang Qiao for a few seconds: "And then?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao wrinkled his delicate face: "Then, I took the rest of the clothes to the show to wear... And there happened to be a shirt in it that was the same style as his but in a different color."

Fu Xingzhou raised his eyebrows.

Sang Qiao stood up straight again like a primary school student who made a mistake; "In the end, some netizens found out that I was wearing the same style as him...but I really took that dress casually, and I had already hung it on Xianyu 100 The yuan coins are sold! They are sold out!"

Fu Xingzhou: "So?"

Sang Qiao, who has explained the causes and consequences of all the crimes, said, "...huh?"

Fu Xingzhou couldn't tell whether it was joy or anger. He even put back the gloom just now, and said slowly: "Don't tell me when you dance with Fang Yuzhou, and don't tell me when you're looking for clothes for Zhuang Hui. Come here now Tell me, Sang Qiao, what do you mean?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao opened his mouth, but was unable to speak.

Fu Xingzhou's voice was cold and indifferent: "Do you like Fang Yuzhou, or Zhuang Hui?"

Sang Qiao: "???"

This is a big misunderstanding!

Sang Qiao firmly denied every minute: "I don't like it!"

Fu Xingzhou looked away from Sangqiao, and said again: "Then you like the other trainees in that show, and you plan to tell me other names later?"

Sang Qiao shook his head like a rattle: "It's not that I don't like it! I'm married!"

Fu Xingzhou: "Oh?"

Fu Xingzhou paused meaningfully for two seconds: "Then who are you married to?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao gave up on himself, sat down on the pony pony with a sullen head, and said, "You said it! Don't be angry."

Fu Xingzhou twitched the corner of his mouth lightly: "I just said I won't hit you."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Mua, I'm sorry.

Automatically equate anger with beating.

Sang Qiao frowned and took the responsibility for throwing it back on his back: "I know that two people who are married should not hide from each other, anyway, I will tell the truth now."

Fu Xingzhou didn't speak any more.

The light in the room is very warm, reflecting on Sang Qiao's angry face, in contrast, there is a sense of righteousness and awe in which you beat me up.

Fu Xingzhou finally said, "Come here."

Sang Qiao subconsciously took a step back, and gave Fu Xingzhou a vigilant look.

Fu Xingzhou gestured for the position beside the bed with his eyes: "Sit down."

Sang Qiao: "..."

It feels like sitting there should not be beaten or dragged into the lake...

Sang Qiao shuffled to the side of the bed, remembering that he hadn't changed his outer pants from the training room, so he hurriedly said to Fu Xingzhou, "My pants are dirty."

Fu Xingzhou didn't seem to mind, and repeated again: "Sit down."

Sang Qiao: "Oh."

Just sit and sit.

Qiaoqiao is not afraid, hum.

Sang Qiao sat down in front of Fu Xingzhou.

As the distance got closer, Fu Xingzhou happened to be able to see the figures of the two intertwined on the pale pink wall from the corner of his eye.

have to say.

This is the first time that Fu Xingzhou finds the color of the wall so charming.

Fu Xingzhou paused for a few seconds: "First, chicken soup, then Fang Yuzhou, and now Zhuang Hui."

Sang Qiao: "..."

If you know it, you will know why you have to repeat the crusade!

The room was quiet.

Fu Xingzhou said: "Sangqiao, I have thought about your compensation method."

Sang Qiao still remembered that Fu Xingzhou said that he would owe him, but he didn't expect him to think about it so quickly, so he leaned forward curiously: "What is the compensation?"

Those bright eyes are close at hand.

The person he yearns for is right in front of him.

The corners of Fu Xingzhou's lips curved almost invisibly.

Very shallow very shallow arc.

"Give me a kiss."