Fu manyun helped his son fix the birthday banquet in a high-end restaurant.
She wrapped up a whole house and invited all the teachers and classmates of her son at school.
When Xia Ling led Fu Yunting to the scene, many people had come.
The scene was newly decorated. The children's laughter and the guests' conversation echoed in the restaurant, and the atmosphere was very lively.
Seeing the two people appear, familiar school leaders came forward to say hello to Fu Yunting.
"Mr. Fu is here? This is Mrs. Fu. They are so talented and beautiful."
"Yes, they are really a couple. They envy others."
“......”
They will come to a student's birthday party, mostly for Fu Yunting.
So everyone spared no effort to flatter.
Fu Yunting smiled but didn't speak. He just looked at Xia Ling and was spoiled.
"Yunting, Lingling, you're here? Zizi, come and call someone."
Fu manyun heard the flattery of the guests. His heart was sour and jealous. He pulled his son over.
"Uncle, aunt."
Zizi gave a clever cry. Xia Ling touched his head and gave the gift to the staff who followed him.
"Happy birthday, Zizi."
"Thank you, aunt."
Zizi took the gift, his eyes flashed and looked at Xia Ling, "aunt, is the baby in your stomach ready? Can you come out and play with me?"
He still remembers the last time his aunt fell.
He always remembers to greet his aunt.
"The baby hasn't been born yet. When he is born, he can come out and play with you."
Xia Ling stroked his belly and opened his mouth with a smile.
"Ah, Mrs. Fu is pregnant? What a joy."
"No wonder president Fu is so nervous. Congratulations."
“......”
Several people on one side were laughing and congratulating Xia Ling.
Xia Ling thanked several people and felt sweet.
Seeing all the people around Xia Ling, Fu manyun's face changed and changed.
All this glory should have been hers!
Mrs. Fu, who accompanied Fu Yunting to various banquets and received compliments and admiration from others, should have been her!
Fu manyun took his son's hand and unconsciously used some force.
"Mom, can I play with my classmates?"
Zizi moved uncomfortably and looked up at Fu manyun with the gift from Xia Ling.
"Well, go."
Fu manyun quickly released his son's hand, sorted out the expression on his face, and restored his usual gentleness.
"Lingling, you're pregnant. Be careful. I'll take you there."
Fu manyun looked at Xia Ling gently and was ready to take her aside.
"Xiaoman, you go and greet the guests. I'll just accompany her."
Fu Yunting's voice sounded, which stunned Fu manyun.
There is no lack of dignified leaders among the guests present today. Men always make career exchanges on various occasions.
Of course, her purpose is to leave Xia Ling alone.
But Fu Yunting doesn't plan to socialize with those people?
"Yunting, those people are all leaders. I'm a woman, and I'm not very social. Can you help me have more greetings with them?"
"Today is Zizi's birthday party. If you don't talk about business, just feel free."
Fu Yunting put his arms around Xia Ling's waist and walked to the seat in the corner.
I just want to be with my wife.
Fu manyun's face changed for a while. He could only watch Fu Yunting take Xia Ling to the corner and sit down.
Does he care about Xia Ling so much?
Are you here today just to accompany Xia Ling?
How sour!