After marrying the richest husband

Of course, Sang Qiao knew that it was dawn, but he didn't expect that Fu Xingzhou, a patient who had just undergone appendicitis surgery, would get up so early, so he touched his nose subconsciously: "Then... good morning."

In Fu Xingzhou's ward at this time, apart from Raven, there were also directors of various departments of the company standing.

According to the original itinerary, Fu Xingzhou was going on a business trip today, but due to an unexpected situation, he planned to hand over the business trip to several directors.

The directors had heard about Li Yu last night before they came in the morning, and their hearts were hanging in their throats before entering the ward, for fear that if they didn't perform well, the year-end award would fly away with wings.

However, when they opened the door and went in, they found that their boss, Fu Xingzhou, had already got out of bed.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the little sparrow on the branch, while looking happy, I don't know who I'm talking on the phone with.

Directors of each department: "..."

Fu Xingzhou has always treated Sang Qiao with extraordinary patience and gentleness, and he would not expose Sang Qiao's lack of words at this time: "Morning."

Sang Qiao has a very strong ability to chat with the elderly, and also has the necessary qualities in the entertainment industry such as smiling.

However, these few abilities and accomplishments happened to not support him to figure out what content was suitable for chatting with Fu Xingzhou.

Precisely.

This was the first time that Sang Qiao called Fu Xingzhou.

Just when Sang Qiao was scratching his head and scratching his liver for a long time, how should he brew a few words and then cut to the point of thanking him.

It was Fu Xingzhou who spoke first: "Have you had breakfast yet?"

Sang Qiao was finally pulled back from the overwhelming embarrassment, and quickly answered Fu Xingzhou's words: "I've eaten!"

Fu Xingzhou casually glanced at the directors standing at the door, and then looked away: "What did you eat?"

Sang Qiao is a very honest child: "Pancake fruit, Xu Qiran bought it for me! Added two sausages and an egg, it's delicious!"

Fu Xingzhou has always disapproved of Sangqiao eating ham sausage, thinking that the preservatives are too heavy.

He frowned slightly: "Just eat this?"

Sang Qiao nodded: "That's enough, I've eaten the whole thing, it's hot. Have you eaten yet? Did the doctor say whether you can eat now?"

Fu Xingzhou shook his head: "We can only eat at noon."

Sang Qiao obediently said on the other end of the phone, and said sympathetically, "Okay, then drink more hot water."

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Probably because he has never heard anyone tell him to drink more hot water in his life.

Fu Xingzhou was silent for a few seconds, which was very rare, and then he felt funny again, even the corners of his lips raised slightly: "I asked Shao Ming last night, are you going to rehearse at the performance venue the day after tomorrow?"

Sang Qiao couldn't keep up in class A, and he didn't train well in the past two days.

When Fu Xingzhou mentioned it at this time, he immediately frowned: "That's right, it's just a rehearsal for one day, and then the performance will be performed the next day."

Fu Xingzhou asked, "Are you nervous?"

Sang Qiao was very peaceful in his heart: "No, no, I already see death as home."

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Fu Xingzhou quickly thought of a few ways to comfort Sangqiao in his heart, and then screened them one by one: "It doesn't matter, if the performance is not good, I will show you other programs, TV or movies are fine, just play around. "

Sang Qiao: "..."

Ugh.

Although I know that he is the overlord standing on the top of the mountain.

But the sugar-coated shells thrown by the boss are still very attractive.

Sang Qiao pinched his thigh seriously.

Just about to speak, Fu Xingzhou said again: "What's the matter, don't you like making movies?"

Sang Qiao pinched his nose severely: "No."

He opened the door of Xu Qiran's Volkswagen, quickly got into the car, and shrank his whole body in the back seat of the car: "Fu Xingzhou, Li Yu came to look for me last night. Thank you for helping me."

Fu Xingzhou frowned, and his voice was a bit cold: "Last night, midnight? He is quite good at finding time."

Xu Qiran's VW windows are matte brown.

Sitting in the car, Sangqiao can see Xu Qiran who is smoking outside, the passing vehicles, and the world through the car window.

He thought about it, but he didn't think of anything else he could do to repay Fu Xingzhou, so he lowered his voice for a while: "Fu Xingzhou, thank you, but don't be so nice to me."

Sang Qiao speaks in many different tones, such as sculptural, silly, and obedient.

But he seldom speaks in such a slightly sighing tone.

The original relaxedness between Fu Xingzhou's eyebrows faded very quickly, and even his face turned dark: "What do you mean?"

Sang Qiao lowered his head, and quietly snapped his fingers: "After we got married, I always took yours for nothing. I eat yours and live yours, and you give me pocket money. After waiting for so long...you seem to be There is no place for me to help you."

"I can't always owe you, Fu Xingzhou."

Sang Qiaozai carefully followed the logic for himself, and found himself very confident that he finally smoothed it out for himself, "So don't help me in the future, my vitality is very tenacious, I can't rely on you all the time, I can do it by myself." let's go."

just like before.

In the days without Fu Xingzhou, he can also eat instant noodles worth [-] cents by himself, he is not willing to eat vegetables for a week, he does not eat meat for several months, and happily serves as cannon fodder for others in some small shows that no one watches. .

Sang Qiao was afraid that Fu Xingzhou would take him as a joke again, so he specially emphasized: "I'm telling you seriously, I'm not pretending."

Fu Xingzhou didn't speak immediately.

There is a distance of communication between the two.

Sang Qiao naturally couldn't see how gloomy Fu Xingzhou's face was.

The low air pressure in the room directly scared the directors who had been forced to stand in the ward and listened to the boss's show of affection, and they closed the door and left. Raven, who hadn't slept all night, went out together.

Raven really thinks that Sang Qiao is really a warrior.

It is estimated that God saw that Fu Xingzhou was having a good time, so he specially sent him down to torture him.

However, Sang Qiao on the other end of the phone thought that there was something wrong with the mobile phone he had used for more than three years.

After a few words of hello, he said forcefully, "Fu Xingzhou, what are you doing, Fu Xingzhou?"

Fu Xingzhou finally said, "I'm here."

Fu Xingzhou said: "Sangqiao, are you trying to draw a clear line between me?"

Fu Xingzhou said: "Then, are you planning to move out next and break up with me?"

Sang Qiao: "???"

Haven't held hands yet?

Fu Xingzhou took a deep breath, and even his voice became hoarse: "Sang Qiao, I advise you not to even think about it. I will not divorce, and I will never divorce you until I die in this life."

Sang Qiao: "???"

No.

brother.

You don't have to be so stubborn...

Sang Qiao always felt that Fu Xingzhou had misunderstood what he meant, or that his emotional cognition caused him to misunderstand what Fu Xingzhou meant...

In short, it just feels that something is not right.

However, before Sang Qiao opened his mouth to speak.

Fu Xingzhou said in a cold voice: "Sang Qiao, I hope you listen clearly. I marry you completely voluntarily. You and I are legally recognized marriages. We have no prenuptial agreement. Therefore, all movable and immovable properties under my name , equity, funds, all shared with you."

He paused, "I never think there is any problem in maintaining my significant other, let alone allow anyone to slander and accuse you in the slightest."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Weak, helpless, and pitiful, Sang Qiao, who had never even been in love, was frightened dumbfounded.

"As for being owed, Sang Qiao, if you insist on feeling owed to me."

Fu Xingzhou's deep voice floated over the phone, "As the other half of the marriage contract, I only welcome and am willing to accept the only kind of compensation, which is that you compensate me in bed."

Sang Qiao: "..."

The phone didn't hang up, but the person on the other side didn't say anything for a long time.

Fu Xingzhou could even imagine Sang Qiao's beautiful face crumpled up just by closing his eyes.

He slowed down his voice slightly: "I know that you will leave Beicheng by plane tomorrow to prepare for the performance. Sang Qiao, I'm not in a hurry, everything can be discussed when you come back."

Think for a few seconds.

Fu Xingzhou added the last sentence: "But stay away from other men. You are married, and your husband is waiting for you at home, do you understand?"