Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   "Ono, you are so happy." Ye Ma sighed while threading needles.

  Han Xiaoye is also sewing needles and thread. She intends to help Fu Zhiyan make a pair of insoles, but her craftsmanship is a bit poor. After working for a few days, the flowers on the insoles are still crooked and not formed. Ye Ma has made several pairs and asked someone to sell them. Hearing this, she raised her head and asked in surprise while threading the thread, "Ah, why?"

   Ye Ma covered her mouth and smiled, "Your husband, Mr. Fu, looks very good."

  What does Fu Zhiyan's good looks have to do with her happiness?

  Emma, ​​she admits it, her husband is good-looking, and he usually eats two more bowls when he looks at his face. After all, the ancients said it, beautiful and delicious.

  Han Xiaoye was happier than he was being praised, but he pretended to be reserved and shied away, "He's average, not particularly good-looking."

"Why doesn't it look good?" Sister Ye said while making the insoles, "It's so good-looking, Shili Baxiang, Mr. Fu looks the best! Yesterday, Aunt Jiang from the next village was still helping her daughter find out about Mr. Fu. Her daughter was outside. I used to work, and she is fair and clean, with high vision. I heard that the son of the village chief of my village likes her daughter, and the village chief went to her house to talk about matchmaking, but she didn't like it yet. This time I came to ask Fu. Sir, Mr. Fu has given me too much face to the village chief."

After she finished speaking, she felt that it was not good to gossip about the neighbors in front of Han Xiaoye, so she tangled, bit the thread and added, "I have seen her daughter Xuemei, she doesn't look as good as Xiaoye. You are me. The most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

  Han Xiaoye was not jealous at all, she blinked her eyes, and her reaction was completely different from what Sister Ye thought. I didn't say anything because I wasn't jealous, and went to gossip, "Then why did Xuemei fall in love with my husband?"

   "This...I don't know either. Anyway, her mother asked someone to inquire. But I remember that she seemed to have met Mr. Fu once."

   That is to see the right eye~

  Han Xiaoye giggled, heartless, "It seems that it was love at first sight, so my mom came to ask. Chi Chi, as expected of my husband, the charm is great."

   Her reaction was completely inconsistent with women's usual logic. Sister Ye asked curiously, "Xiaoye, aren't you angry that someone likes Mr. Fu?"

   "No." Han Xiaoye muttered, "I'm really not angry, I would have been angry because someone liked him, and I would have died of anger."

   "Eh?" Women's gossip is innate, and sure enough, Sister Ye came to be interested, "Mr. Fu is liked by many people?"

  Han Xiaoye didn't hide it at all, and admitted generously, "Emma, ​​there are a lot of them that can't be described, it's like a grasshopper in a pond, frying the pot."

"Who doesn't like a handsome and rich man? Anyway, from when I chased him to when he became my husband, there were people who liked him along the way. Hehe, but he was still written into my household registration book and became my person. ."

   "You're also very beautiful, and you should be liked by many people. You have a good personality, kindness, cheerfulness, and you're beautiful." Sister Ye talked and handed her a pink needle and thread to teach her how to embroider petals.

After   Han Xiaoye mastered the skills, he began to learn embroidery by himself, lowered his head and said, "It's okay, not as much as him. But it's okay if someone likes it."

   "Then are you interested? Before I was with Ziyu's father, there was a boy in the next village chasing me, but my parents refused. I still remember the boy blushing and telling me that he liked it."

  Han Xiaoye said in a low voice, "It's not too heart-wrenching, it's just that there have been people who have been overwhelmed."

   "Ah? What kind of person does he compare to Mr. Fu?"

   "How to say, two completely different types."

  …

   Inside the house.

   Qin Fang and Fu Zhiyan heard all the private conversations of the two women outside. Qin Fang watched his blue veins bulge forbearance, and immediately seized the opportunity to stimulate him.

   "Who is the overwhelmed man the little niece said? Stop talking, do you know?"

  Fu Zhiyan's chest was so tight now, as if something was trapped inside, and his heart was so pressed that he couldn't breathe. There are still fine needles in the heart that keep piercing his flesh, stinging and tingling.

   His face was as cold as the cold air in Siberia, it couldn't be more ugly.

"do not know."

   "You don't know?" Qin Fang paused and joked, "I really want to know two, but I don't know which niece is talking about."

   "One is the Ye Chen in their class when she was studying, one of the school's top school drafts, and the one she likes for her little niece."

   "Marven Ye is married." Fu Zhiyan interrupted him, how cold his tone was.

Qin Fang snickered, and he continued to say, "You can leave when you are married. As long as it is true love, you can be together no matter how far you are. Now young people like to find true love in marriage. Don't know? You're too out of date."

   "..." Fu Zhiyan pursed his thin lips.

  Qin Fang wanted to vent his frustration just now, but didn't give him a chance to resist and revealed the name of the second person, "Well, if it wasn't for Marven Ye, there would be... that one."

   "The one who is famous for liking his little niece. He doesn't have a girlfriend yet. Depending on the rhythm, he doesn't plan to get married. He has to wait for the little niece for the rest of his life."

   Quan Ronglian!

   He didn't say his name, but everyone knew it.

"The little niece said that the man who made her overwhelmed might be him, Emma, ​​after all, he also fits what the little niece said, handsome and rich. The key is that they are better at flirting with girls than you. I have seen and I've never seen a woman who "shoots" a gun for herself. With this courage, it's also the little niece who was fascinated by you long ago, otherwise she would have run away with others."

  Fu Zhiyan felt extremely uncomfortable, and said firmly, "Is it cool to have a woman shoot herself with a scoop?"

"It's not handsome, but women just eat this. Let me tell you this, no woman can stand this kind of pursuit. This is the ultimate romance for women, and it's more exciting than giving them diamonds. What is this called? Love You love so much that you can sacrifice your life for you. It's also that my brother doesn't pick up girls anymore. I'll definitely learn this kid from the past, and I won't worry about having girls who can't pick up girls!"

Qin Fangming knew that he didn't like to listen, but he deliberately said, "To sum up, it seems that the man who is overwhelmed by the little niece must be the second man. Chi Chi, stop talking, you have some trouble. Usually you can get it. Be nice to your little niece, so as not to be taken back to your den by the wolf waiting next to you. You won't be able to cry if you want to."

   "She won't."

"That's hard to say. My little niece didn't know it before, but I can't tell you now. You've been married for so long, and your children are so old. No amount of passion can be pushed back. At this time, little niece is a little different. It's normal to think. Haven't you heard that 80% of men and women who grow old will cheat once in marriage? This is the latest research report in the United States, so sure."