Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Fu Zhiyan frowned, glanced at her, angrily, "Speak well."

"I don't want to talk anymore, let alone talk well." Han Xiaoye threw himself on the sofa, "Little uncle, what do they think, think I am mentally handicapped or haven't graduated from kindergarten. Give me that What a stick, every time I think I will forget if I give a sweet date, the key is, they are just talking about the sweet date, empty gloves are white wolves."

  Fu Zhiyan bent over to help her remove the bottle and put it in the cabinet. When he returned, he had a blanket in his hand and covered her. The thin lips touched up and down, but it was cold, "Didn't you let them succeed? The dog smells shit, can you not remember?"

  Han Xiaoye thought it made sense when he heard it, but after thinking about it again, it's not right, he said that Han Junqing is a dog. Is she shi for Mao?

  She is his kissing wife!

  She's a piece of shit, so what is he? the person I like?

  Han Xiaoye really wanted to fight back against him, but Naihe didn't want to talk anymore. Lying on the sofa, weak, "I didn't mean to help him, what can I do? He wasn't like this back then. I told you that I was abused by the whole family in the Han family, and only he occasionally asked questions. I, take care of me. I really think that if there are still good people in the Han family, he is one of them. Who knows that he will become like this in the future, more and more excessive, more and more... "

  Han Xiaoye didn't want to scold Han Junqing, but seeing Han Junqing like this made her feel very uncomfortable.

   "Everyone can change." Fu Zhiyan was calm.

  Han Xiaoye tilted his head and looked at him with a scrutiny, "Little uncle, will you change too?"

"What will you be like? If you learn from that, I'll tell you, I won't let it go as easily as Mommy. I will definitely break your fifth leg and let you live from now on. Plato's life."

   She said as if that kind of thing really happened, Fu Zhiyan's face darkened and he frowned.

Before he could speak, the person on the sofa looked away and muttered, "Forget it, the chances of you cheating are not high. You are watched by me every day, and Mommy is watching you when you get home. You don't have time to commit the crime. , it is useless to have tools for committing crimes.”

   Time for committing crimes... tools for committing crimes...

   With such a blushing heartbeat, she actually said it seriously. Fu Zhiyan's temples twitched violently, and she heard her say again, "Besides, I'm so much younger than you, as long as you take good care of it. When you become an uncle, I'll still be an 18-year-old girl, and when you become an old man , I'm still an 18-year-old girl. You will have a sense of crisis."

"I think so."

"what?"

  Han Xiaoye thought that he would definitely be reprimanded for saying these words, but he didn't expect that he would answer him in a serious manner, or follow his own words. She was stunned, "Little uncle, did you take the wrong medicine?"

   The stern man twitched his temples again, resisting the urge to talk about her, and asked, "Are you more comfortable?"

  Han Xiaoye's heart suddenly trembled, and at the same time he felt an indescribable loneliness. She lay down again and said, "No."

  How can you be in a good mood when faced with such a thing?

   Anyway, Han Junqing is her half blood brother, and Han Chengming is also her nominal father. My biological father killed my mother, that feeling, really, is not comfortable for anyone.

  Han Xiaoye is actually very sad. Ever since he heard the news, he has been suppressing his sadness. However, Han Junqing still came to her and said some shameless words, and now she is even more uncomfortable.

   "Little uncle, I feel uncomfortable."

   "Yes. I know."

  Fu Zhiyan could understand her discomfort, just like when he heard that Xiao Han was Fu Beiguo's illegitimate child, his mood was not much better.

"I never thought that a person could be so bad that he could do such unconscionable things just for money. He actually played with my mother's medicine. Is he still a human being? My mother was with me back then. He struggled together, and if it wasn't for my mother, he wouldn't be where he is today."

  Fu Zhiyan knew what she was talking about. In fact, the reason why Ji Shuya was able to hold Han Chengming's evidence in her hand was also because of his help.

   If he wanted Han Chengming, he would never be able to recover. If he wanted to, he had to clean up two people at one time, and he wanted them to clean up each other.

   But seeing the little woman in front of him was so sad when he knew the truth, he felt a little regretful. For the first time, I felt overwhelmed.

  Fu Zhiyan clenched his fists.

**** it.

   He shouldn't have procrastinated for so long. He shouldn't have brought down the Han family first and then cleaned up these two people. He should have sent these two people to prison together. It's just that he didn't want to let these two people go so easily. What he wanted was to let them slowly feel a little bit of despair.

   But if the price of this taste was to make the hooligan feel uncomfortable, he would not have chosen to do it anyway.

  Fu Zhiyan rubbed his temples, Han Xiaoye thought he was annoyed by himself, his chest was tight, and he said in a stern voice, "Do you want to hear me?"

"No."

  Fu Zhiyan sat over, wrapped her in a blanket, picked her up, and put her on the bed in the inner room of the president's office.

   "Speak, I'll listen."

  Han Xiaoye was lying on the soft bed, and when he looked at him again, he was not impatient at all, his rare gentle appearance, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

She quickly stopped the beginning, not wanting him to find out, and said in a sullen voice, "I don't have anything to say, I just don't feel comfortable. Little uncle, please ignore me. I'll just stay by myself for a while. You Pay attention to my words, if I go crazy by myself, my mouth is not wound up, and I talk nonsense again, you will definitely be angry. I am depressed enough. If you are angry with me again and fight coldly, I will not be depressed to death. "

"Will not."

   "You say that, and your body is very honest. I want to say that you are old, menopausal, and bad-tempered, don't you think you are not happy?"

   She really is, her small mouth is like a twitch.

   also had a look of 'caught by me', with bright eyes. Fu Zhiyan's temples twitched, knowing that she did it on purpose, but she couldn't help but block her chest tightly. After thinking about it, he stood up and said, "You can rest here for a while, and I will ask you to go with me after get off work."

"Okay."

  Han Xiaoye looked like he wished he could go out quickly.

   "Little uncle, hurry up and do your work. Remember to tell Sister Fan and Andy for me, I'm not going to work today."

"Yep."

   She chased people away, "En, hurry up and go out."

  Fu Zhiyan glanced at her, as if seeing through her thoughts, stood up and went out. As soon as he left, the bright-eyed little woman on the bed suddenly collapsed.