Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Mo Qi pushed Sinanqing into Xiao Zifan's car in a dejected manner. Han Xiaoye watched Lincoln walk away with only his **** and tail. He turned around and hugged the man's arm, and followed him into Land Rover.

   In less than half an hour, Land Rover drove back to Xiaoyanglou.

   Kitten Fu still hasn't come back from school. In the garden of the mansion, Mo Xiaxia and Feng Yaqin are having afternoon tea, chatting about something, and they seem to be in a good mood.

   "Mummy, I'm back." Han Xiaoye shouted after changing his slippers.

Feng Yaqin, who was chatting, immediately got up and waved to her with a smile, "You're back? You really are, you are pregnant with a child, why did you go to school? Let your uncle tell the principal, these few months. You don't have to study for a while."

  Don't go to study...Han Xiaoye glanced at the man beside him and rolled his eyes, "Not so good?"

"Why not? You're pregnant now, and it's your second child. It's so dangerous when you give birth to Mu Ye. You must pay attention to the second child. There are so many people in the school, some of them are all hairy boys. What if I accidentally bump into you?" Feng Yaqin also knew who was in charge, and added, "Fu Er, right?"

  Fu Zhiyan rubbed the bridge of his nose, took out milk from the refrigerator, put it in the microwave for her, and answered Feng Yaqin's pressing question, "You can skip school for the first three months, and you can skip school for the next three months."

   She is almost two months pregnant, and she does not have to go to school for six months. According to the theory of pregnancy in October, she only needs to go to school for two months at most. Simply earned!

  If Fu Zhiyan was still here, she would have given a high five to Feng Yaqin to celebrate.

   is awesome!

   But obviously, Feng Yaqin was not satisfied with the answer, and frowned unhappily, "What do you mean you don't have to go in the first three months, and you don't have to go in the last three months. Can't you go without going when you are directly pregnant?"

   "Ono has just entered the first semester of University A, so it's not good to ask for too long."

  Feng Yaqin didn't care, "So what? I don't believe you told the principal that he dared to fire someone."

   She groaned, "Isn't it just a university? You asked the school to hang Ono's student registration there. After four years, you can directly issue a graduation certificate. Why do you toss my little girl ono all day long."

Ding--

   The milk in the microwave was hot, and Fu Zhiyan took it out and poured it into a glass dedicated to Han Xiaoye. Hand it over, "It's a little hot, drink it later."

"Okay."

   "Fu Er, I'm talking to you." Feng Yaqin was dissatisfied.

Fu Zhiyan threw the milk carton that was almost empty in the refrigerator into the trash can, and washed his hands with his long legs. Danfeng couldn't bear to peck him, "She can skip school, but she must take the final exam. If she doesn't go to school, she You can also pass the final exam, and of course you don’t have to go to school. But if you fail the test, you should fail the class and repeat the grade. I won’t let her cheat.”

   The little hooligan really doesn't need to study so hard, anyway, no matter what education she has, he will support her. However, in addition to being her husband, he is also her little uncle. As a little uncle, he thinks that she should at least go through a college career, and it doesn't matter if she has a diploma or not. He just didn't want her life to leave any regrets.

   Besides, he also knew that although the rascal was quick-tempered and had many ideas, he was still a strong person in his bones. She probably doesn't like being raised by him like a rice bug. She wanted to stand by his side and fight alongside him, and a college degree was the foundation. She has more to learn in the future.

   Of course, he only gave two paths, and would not force her to choose which one. If one day the little hooligan can be happy as a millet bug, he will be happy to keep her.

"Fu Er, are you going to be mad at me? Are you full of elm lumps in your head? Ah. God, why am I feeling dizzy? Xia Xia, help me to see." Feng Yaqin's head was dizzy. .

   Mo Xiaxia rubbed her temples and asked worriedly, "Mom, are you feeling better?"

  Feng Yaqin clapped her hand and was very moved, "It's much better."

Then he sighed, glanced at Fu Zhiyan, looked back at Mo Xiaxia, and sighed, "Ah, so what's the use of raising a son, there is no one to worry about. Fortunately, my family's Xiaomuye is not. The two of them are virtuous, otherwise, my white hair will grow out."

  Han Xiaoye hurriedly dried the milk in one gulp, before wiping his mouth, went to Feng Yaqin to comfort her, and said with a smile, "Mommy looks at most thirty years old, where's the white hair coming from."

   "It's not because of some popularity." Feng Yaqin meant something.

at this time.

   The door opened.

   Aunt Liu came in to meet the man, and found slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them in front of him.

  Fu Xiao put on his shoes and said politely, "Thank you."

   Aunt Liu got used to his temper and waved her hand, "This is what I should do, young master, don't be polite to me."

  As soon as Fu Xiao came in, Feng Yaqin's attention was immediately diverted, and the eyebrows that had just been teased by Han Xiaoye frowned again, "Where did you go in such a hurry?"

  The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

  Han Xiaoye knew where Fu Xiao went and what happened, so there was anger in his eyes when he looked at Fu Xiao. However, she restrained herself better, trying not to let Mo Xiaxia see it.

   "It's a little urgent." Fu Xiao walked out of the living room, the thin black sweater was straight and straight, as if he was wearing a military uniform.

  Feng Yaqin had been on fire for a long time, and when he heard that he was trying to perfunctory his words, he was instantly furious. He slammed the table and stood up, "Stop!"

   She walked over quickly, sniffed on Fu Xiao's clothes, and asked angrily, "Why does your body smell like hospital disinfectant? Did you run to find that Ning Qing again?!"

She didn't smell the smell of    disinfectant, but she accidentally saw the caller ID flashing on Fu Xiao's phone at that time.

   She thought that after that day, Fu Xiao and Ning Qing would be cut off, and there would be no contact. Unexpectedly, he didn't answer the phone at first, but his expression changed after reading the text message. Left her and Mo Xixia and left.

   She almost couldn't hold back her anger on the spot and got angry on the street. It was Mo Xia Xia who held her back.

   It is precisely because Mo Xia Xia held her that she is even hotter now! Forget it last time, this time he left a good daughter-in-law like Xia Xia again and couldn't get involved with the women outside. Feng Yaqin was not only angry, but also felt guilty.

   "I asked if you went to find that Ning Qing again?" Feng Yaqin suppressed her anger.

  Han Xiaoye didn't know whether to persuade him at this moment, to smooth things out, or to let Aunt Feng press Fu Xiao. She was more inclined towards the latter, because she, like Feng Yaqin, was upset for Mo Xiaxia. But she knew that if Feng Yaqin was allowed to get angry, it would be even more difficult for Mo Xiaxia to be caught in the middle.