After marrying the richest husband

新年 快乐

After the performance, every trainee finally ushered in a short and long-lost vacation—it was really short, only one day.

In this regard.

Fu Xingzhou has been quite resentful since he got up the next day, kneading Sangqiao on the bed for a long time, and said in a muffled voice: "Tianbao, wouldn't my husband give you two more days off?"

And Fu Xingzhou's sweet baby was rubbed, hugged, and bullied by him all morning, wishing to slip away from the bed and run away, shaking his head righteously: "No, no, I want to be a dedicated little artist and work hard Make progress!"

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Fu Xingzhou sighed.

The entertainment platform broadcast on Youstage had become the largest shareholder with the amount of equity during the equity acquisition a few months ago. Now that the trainees have debuted and formed a group, Fu Xingzhou has naturally become the big boss of Sangqiao.

It's just that the big boss has tens of thousands of employees, and Sangqiao is the most disobedient. Not only does he not feel comfortable paddling for fish, but he also has to think about working hard and passionately in his career.

Think about this.

Fu Xingzhou rounded and flattened the soft Sangqiao in his arms again, and he put him down on the bed almost at noon.

During the sprint stage of the last week of the performance, Sangqiao basically didn't have much time to eat. He just dealt with a few mouthfuls and fell down. Today, when he returned to the table, he ate too much in joy.

So not long after the meal, Sang Qiao lay down on the sofa sluggishly rubbing his belly.

He played with his mobile phone for a while in aggrieved manner, raised his head, and gently touched the man sitting next to him with his toes: "Fu Xingzhou, I seem to be too full..."

In order to accompany Sang Qiao, Fu Xingzhou naturally did not go to the company today.

Raven sent over the documents that needed to be reviewed, and Fu Xingzhou opened the notebook next to Sang Qiao, flipping through the documents while fiddling with Sang Qiao's fingers.

Hearing Sang Qiao's voice, Fu Xingzhou put the notebook aside, pulled him back into his arms, reached out and rubbed Sang Qiao's swollen belly, and said softly, "Let me see, Qiao Bao has been there for a few months. ?”

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao was a bit slow to react when he was full. Sang Qiao was stunned for a long time before he realized that Fu Xingzhou drove the car suddenly. The corner of his mouth twitched for a while, and he turned around and bit Fu Xingzhou's shoulder fiercely: "If you say again, I will call the police. Already!"

Fu Xingzhou smiled brightly, bowed his head and kissed the back of Sangqiao's neck: "It's so good, I won't tease you. You have a movie coming out, I'll take you to see it, okay?"

Sang Qiao was stunned: "Movie?"

Fu Xingzhou hummed, and picked him up: "Come on, go change clothes, let's go to the cinema."

***

Sang Qiao really doesn't remember which movie he has made will be released, after all, he was very busy in the past.

For example, after working in the same film and television studio for a month, he has to play the corpse in the A crew in the morning, and the cannon fodder who was shot and fell to the ground in the afternoon in the B crew. One of a crowd behind the main character.

Each crew is 50 yuan, and if you are lucky enough to catch up with the meal, you can also have a hot boxed meal.

The nearest movie theater is about half an hour away from Fu Xingzhou and Sangqiao's villas.

Fu Xingzhou didn't ask the driver to come over, he drove into the commercial area himself, helped Sang Qiao put on the hood on the sweater, and tightened the zipper of the down jacket before taking Sang Qiao out of the car.

Sang Qiao grew up in Beicheng. He has seen the most colorful neon lights and the most majestic reinforced concrete in the city, but he has never been to a movie theater.

It's as if the movie theater didn't fit in with his class once.

He is busy surviving and earning money, from morning to night, without Saturdays and Sundays, let alone time to watch a movie worthy of the name.

Sang Qiao was a little nervous.

He subconsciously leaned against Fu Xingzhou.

It wasn't the weekend, it was an afternoon show, and there were not many people in the cinema.

The ticket machines were lined up and empty there.

Fu Xingzhou raised his hand to reject the staff who found out that the two were coming to help, held Sang Qiao's hand, and taught Sang Qiao how to get the ticket from the machine bit by bit.

Sang Qiao took the ticket from Fu Xingzhou, and followed him into the screening hall with some surprise and novelty.

The projection hall was the same as what Sangqiao had seen on TV, big and spacious.

The staff closed the door behind Fu Xingzhou.

Fu Xingzhou pulled Sang Qiao's hood down again, and said softly, "Where do you want to sit?"

Sang Qiao stretched out his hand and touched the seat of the cinema carefully, then turned his head and looked at Fu Xingzhou with round eyes: "Can I sit anywhere?"

Fu Xingzhou laughed: "Yes."

Sang Qiao chose from left to right, and finally sat down in the middle row, and immediately waved to Fu Xingzhou: "Come and sit here too!"

Fu Xingzhou walked over and sat beside Sangqiao.

Except for Fu Xingzhou and Sang Qiao, no one else came in the audience in the auditorium.

The first subtitles passed, and after the male and female protagonists in the movie came out, Sang Qiao finally patted his legs: "So it's this movie! I remembered!!"

Fu Xingzhou patiently pressed down the few hairs on Sangqiao's head that were standing up because of the hood, and then gave Sangqiao the popcorn and Coke that the staff had just brought in: "The Coke is a little ice, wait a while drink."

Sang Qiao obediently hugged a whole bucket of popcorn in his arms, thought for a while, and pointed to the movie screen: "I'll come out in a while! Then I'll die when I come out!"

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Fu Xingzhou frowned, and corrected him: "Qiaoqiao, your character died, not you."

Sang Qiao secretly stuffed a big mouthful of popcorn into his mouth while he was in the dark, and felt Fu Xingzhou's unhappiness very keenly, and immediately added obediently: "That's right, the character I played died. I'm fine, you Don't be unhappy."

Fu Xingzhou plucked a corn kernel from Sangqiao's lips: "Well, I'm not unhappy."

Only then did Sang Qiao feel relieved.

This movie is actually a bad movie from the beginning to the end. The funds are insufficient, the leading actors and actresses are not good enough, and the script is even more bullshit and incomprehensible.

And the shot of Sang Qiao is only a short dozen seconds, playing the role of a waiter who hangs up at the beginning, and sacrifices heroically on the front line of the street.

I don't know where Fu Xingzhou found it.

The movie is over.

Sang Qiao ate up a large bucket of chocolate-flavored popcorn, not only failed to digest the food as intended, but even burped a little.

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao regretted in silence while following Fu Xingzhou out of the screening room.

The time just caught up with the movie peak at [-] pm, and the number of people in the movie theater was finally a little more than when they came.

The two went downstairs through the emergency passage and out of the cinema gate. It was not very late, and the wind was not too strong today.

After a hard reflection, Sang Qiao gently tugged at the corner of Fu Xingzhou's clothes: "Let's not drive, let's take a walk, I'm still full..."

Fu Xingzhou raised the corner of his lower lip, and helped Sangqiao pull his clothes again: "Okay."

The Beicheng business district becomes more and more brightly lit when night falls.

Tall buildings rose up one after another, and the huge glass curtain walls reflected the flickering neon lights, making them more and more gorgeous.

This is the last day of the old year. All the merchants in the largest business district in Beicheng will bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new year today, watching for a rapid growth in sales and growth points in the new year.

It hasn't been long before Christmas, and New Year's Day is coming soon.

The Shuangdan Gala gave the merchants the best gimmick, and all kinds of buildings on the street were exquisitely decorated and brightly lit.Large posters are posted in the window, and a large LED screen with hundreds of square meters displays different advertisements.

Even the air seems to be filled with the fragrance of the coming New Year.

Young girls with exquisite makeup, shuttled in front of the pedestrian street with their best friends and sisters; parents with young children, a family showing the same smile; cleaners sweeping the floor and special police with police dogs still stood at their posts Work hard...

The hood and soft scarf on Sang Qiao's head covered most of his facial features. He and Fu Xingzhou held hands and walked into the bustling crowd together.

Winter is cold.

But Fu Xingzhou's hands were warm.

The dead branches that have fallen leaves on the street are also covered with bright red lanterns, blinking and blinking in the night.

Sang Qiao looked up several times, and then smiled silly.

Fu Xingzhou was afraid that Sang Qiao would be cold, so he basically focused his eyes on Sang Qiao: "What's wrong?"

Sang Qiao shook his head: "No...it seems like it's the first time I've seen Beicheng during the New Year."

Fu Xingzhou understood it almost immediately.

The leisure of the New Year belongs to happy people, whether it is the lights of the commercial street, the joyful music, or even the most basic blessings and small lanterns on the street.

It does not belong to the forgotten by the city, living on the line of survival, alone.

Sang Qiao's tone couldn't tell how sad he was, and Fu Xingzhou held hands and walked forward together obediently, and said in a low voice: "Brother Ran's family is not local, and he won't be there during the New Year, so I will be alone People run around and perform in groups, sometimes you can get a small red envelope from the crew, hehe."

The biting wind seemed to pour down into Fu Xingzhou's throat, making him sore and painful.

Sangqiao, wrapped in a down jacket, is like a well-protected silkworm baby. Even his eyes are pure, showing neither sorrow nor pain left by life.

Sang Qiao paused for a moment, turned his head again, and smiled at Fu Xingzhou: "At that time, I always thought...if I could have a family, that would be great."

Can have a mouthful of hot water, hot rice.

Can you not be alone every time you go back, don't always wake up in the middle of the night, and have a hug.

It's just - great, great.

"There will be in the future."

Fu Xingzhou held Sang Qiao's hand tightly, resisting the urge to kiss and hug him in public, and said softly, "Qiaoqiao, there will always be one in the future."

Sang Qiao nodded, eyes also bent: "Yes!"

The neon lights of the streetscape become brighter and brighter in the night.

Sang Qiao and Fu Xingzhou bypassed the main street, and when they were about to turn a corner, they suddenly found two or three girls carrying milk tea following them not too far away.

Fu Xingzhou and Sang Qiao stopped and turned around together.

The girls seemed to realize that they were being seen. After a few seconds of panic, they took two steps forward with some anxiety: "Please, may I ask, is it Qiao Zai Zai and Fu Dong?"

Sang Qiao tilted his head from behind Fu Xingzhou, pulled the down jacket down to his chin, and said with a smile, "It's us, but don't tell others!"

The girls covered their mouths tightly to cover their screams: "Ah! We, we will never tell others! Qiaoqiao, you and Fu Dong are so sweet! I, I, I can take a picture of you as a souvenir ?! We swear not to post online!"

Sang Qiao's round almond eyes widened a little, and he looked at Fu Xingzhou with some uncertainty.

Fu Xingzhou then pulled Sang Qiao over: "Yes, it can't be spread."

"We will never spread the word!"

The girl's mobile phone case is also tender pink, and the lights on the side road are not as bright as the main street. The flash lights up and freezes Sang Qiao and Fu Xingzhou in the camera lens.

After taking the photo, Sang Qiao and Fu Xingzhou were about to leave.

But the three girls chased two steps forward, and stopped them in a low voice: "Qiao Zai, Fu Dong!"

Sang Qiao and Fu Xingzhou looked back in doubt.

The girls waved at the two of them: "Tens of thousands of us wish you well! No matter whether it is public or not, you must have a long time! Qiao Zai Zai must always walk the road of flowers!"

"There's still more!"

Their smiles bloomed under the colorful lights, "Qiao Zai, Fu Dong! Happy New Year!"

A smile imprinted on Sangqiao's eyes, he nodded, waved to the girl, and turned the corner with Fu Xingzhou.

On the last day of the old year, the few hours before the early morning of the new year seem to have been imbued with the atmosphere of the new year, making people look forward to and reluctant to give up.

It's like the last candy in the palm of your hand. I can't wait to taste it, but I'm worried that it will be gone after eating.

The topic of #遇见Fu东桑桥# was brought into the hot search by the marketing account, and the only popular picture was a photo of the back of Fu Xingzhou and Sang Qiao, which was so blurry that it could no longer be blurred.

Fans have long been firm in their determination to help the owner block the door of the cupboard with all his might, so the reviews under each marketing account are clean and innocent.

Nonetheless.

Fu Xingzhou and Sang Qiao's CP super chat has already exploded.

Qiao Zhouzhou: Is the marketing account real?Has any sister really met Fu Dong and Qiao Zai? !Ah ah ah ah ah a repo can have no photos! !

An iris: Orz said to block the door of the cupboard, so why are you still begging... A sister met her, and it was in Wangfujing Central, Beicheng. The photos are not publicized.

It’s Bridge Diu Duck: Not only in Central, my sister and I met Fu Dong and Qiao Qiao to watch a movie this afternoon! !

It's Qiao Qiao: pps Fu Dong rio is cold and cold, which is why I didn't dare to ask for an autograph...but he was very special when he talked to Qiao Qiao!Very very gentle!The gentleness of turning into water!And talking to Qiaoqiao is always laughing! !They are so good ah ah ah I really don't deserve to knock!

It’s Bridge Diu Duck: I only have high-definition fuzzy pictures, but it’s a little better than the marketing account...I’ll prove it to myself. [photo.jpg]

Gua from zoe: I hit it again _(:з」∠)_ I’m really in love, lying dead at the bottom of the pit, secretly milking an official announcement.Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Funabashi szd: The crazy titty official announces his love affair in a low voice!I copied Fu Dong's annual report a hundred times by hand!

Song Song's legs are 1.8 meters long: ah ah ah, then I'll have milk too!I've copied Fu Dong Qiaozai's fan essay a thousand times by hand!

……

The real-time area has always been swiping fast, and after a while, the handwriting team gathered a number of reserve players.

It's a pity that this is almost an impossible dream. Fans in Chaohua swiped for a while, and then quickly moved on to the next topic, and the original comments were quickly suppressed by New Real Time.

The time left in the old year is getting shorter and shorter, and the new year is getting closer.

The lights of the city illuminate many, many corners that have never been bright before, and also illuminate the way back in the future.

however.

In the last few seconds from zero.

The reserve members of the handwriting team suddenly found that there were several new messages on their Weibo.

At first it was a dozen @, and then it became thousands of @reposts.

In the end, it evolved into more than 1 @reposts, among which there are many people who eat melons and straight financial men who only watch Fu's Weibo trends.

Retweets are remarkably consistent.

Basically, it can be summed up as "Hahahahahahahaha online rollover!! Squat down and wait for a result to be accepted!!"

A small number of them kindly pointed out the way to the handwritten team members after the hahaha - "I suggest that the sisters rush to the Weibo of Boss Fu's home in the main battlefield immediately!"

Fu's Weibo has returned to its former seriousness and high-cold beauty since the two postings, so many new fans in Chaohua did not add Fu's headquarters as a special feature.

After receiving such a clear prompt.

The hearts of all the fans jumped at the same time, and then clicked into Fu's official Weibo with unprecedented speed.

Probably due to too many people clicking together, the official Weibo of Fu's headquarters took nearly half a minute to load before the latest page was refreshed.

Fu's Holdings V: #舟桥超话# Thank you everyone, I have received all the blessings, and there is no need to copy the annual report.

Fu's Holdings V: Also, it's not a relationship, it's a married one. [photo.jpg]

The surge in hits once again crushed Weibo's server.

Only fans who happened to click on the homepage saw Fu's latest Weibo post a second ago.

The lighting in the photo is not too bright, and the background can only be seen clearly as if it is at home, with soft pillows and two-color water glasses for couples placed together.

A slender and thin hand rested on the rattan table, and the other, more slender and powerful hand clinged to it from the back of the hand, with five fingers intertwined.

On the ring fingers of both hands, there are identical platinum wedding rings.

The cutting surface of the diamond in the center of the ring is refracted when reflecting light, lighting up every line of sight luxuriously and brilliantly.

After being stuck for several minutes, Weibo finally resumed normal browsing.

almost simultaneously.

Fu's headquarters sent out the last Weibo.

Fu Holdings V: We will always love each other.Also, happy new year.

The author has something to say: This is the end of the story of Fu Dong and Qiao Qiao. Thank you everyone for patiently accompanying me and persevering.It might not be a particularly sweet story, but I've always felt it was a story that needed to be written.

May each of us get what we want, and may we all be treated with tenderness by the world.

Happy New Year to my dearest babies!See you next time ^_^

Thanks again, everyone, and good night.

2019.12.31