Chapter 617

She took out her mobile phone and wanted to send a text message to Fu Zhiyan. She felt that every time she took the initiative to talk to him, it was too spineless. Hesitated next, exited the dialog box, went to UC browser.

real-time info I didn't think about it. As soon as she went in, she sat up with a bullet.

The first item of the news is from Sina. The captioned headline is particularly eye-catching - the mysterious girlfriend of a big business tycoon comes to the surface, and the "national husband" is in love with Bai Fumei.

Although the above picture can't be any smaller, she recognized who was inside - Fu Zhiyan!

Another is... Wake up!

Han small ambition mouth pain with needle, inexplicably let her feel out of breath.

She hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't help but turn on the news on her mobile phone.

It says that Fu Zhiyan and Mo Xingxing are talking and laughing, and the atmosphere is very good. They also said that after buying jewelry, they got on the bus and left together

Han Xiaoye can't help thinking that when she used Fu Zhiyan's laptop some time ago, she saw Mo Xingxing's private message time with him on the chat software. At that time, the private message content was deleted by Fu Zhiyan.

She had a chill in her heart.

man They have been together for such a long time, he only bought a chain for himself, it is impossible to take Mo Xingxing to buy jewelry. man After all, now for the sake of browsing, a lot of news falsifies and attracts people's attention. In fact, that's not the case at all. man

Han Xiaoye kept saying this to himself, but his head still didn't listen to him.

flower

Is it difficult that their marriage has really entered the cold period of seven-year itch?

She was in a state of confusion.

She felt like it, and she didn't feel like it.

At least last birthday party, he spent the night with her.

But it was only that time when I was drunk, I was so cold. Especially recently, I don't know whether it's because I'm busy or something. In the past, they had a cold war, but he had some reaction. This time, there was really no reaction at all, just like they didn't know about the cold war

meanwhile.

Fu Zhiyan went home.

get home As soon as he entered the door, he didn't want to say anything. He changed his shoes and prepared to go back to the room to take a bath. He dealt with the follow-up work on the computer.

"Little uncle, are you back?"

"Yes."

It's cold and light.

Han Xiaoye was fighting a cold war with him before. She didn't think he was indifferent. Now she is sensitive. As soon as he is indifferent, she immediately associates with the news.

The more she thought about it, the more upset she felt. She took the initiative to stand up, pulled the corner of her mouth and told Fu Zhiyan what Qin Fang told her in the afternoon. And watch his reaction.

"They're going to get married at the weekend? This weekend? "

Han Xiaoye saw him frown, hesitated, "do you have anything this weekend?"

Fu Zhiyan has a headache. "There's a dinner party that can't go away. Why did they suddenly decide to advance the wedding to this weekend? "

"I don't know. It may have something to do with Dr. Qin's stepmother coming to Beijing last week to find Ruirui. You have something... Do you want to go to the wedding? "

Fu Zhiyan pause, ponder for a moment, "... May depend on the situation."

He raised his head and looked into her eyes to comfort her. "You take the kitten first, and I'll try to come here. If the wedding is not in time, I'll try to arrive in the afternoon."

Han Xiaoye would like to ask him, can't leave the dinner is also have mo wake up, words to the mouth, she doesn't know why to hold back. He said, "OK. I'll take the kitten first. Anyway, I'll go early to accompany him. "

"Yes."

Fu Zhiyan was tired all day. He took off his coat and went upstairs.

Han Xiaoye turned off the TV and followed him. Looking at his tired back, he couldn't help asking, "uncle, are you very tired?"

Fu Zhiyan stopped and looked back. His deep eagle eyes narrowed and looked at her seriously. "What happened?"

"Ah?"

"What's the matter with you today?" He put it another way.

In recent days, the hooligan is making trouble with him, he knows. It's just that he's really too busy these days. Xiao Han laid a huge situation for YG group when he wasn't on guard. Now he's slowly figuring it out. Many enterprises are involved, and the relationship network is very complex. It's almost impossible for YG and him to solve this game. But he has found a temporary solution, which still needs the help of the Construction Bureau. But the old fox didn't let go. He had to walk a few more times. Please don't wake up and thread in the middle to make an appointment. At the end of this week, old fox let go and promised that he would have to go. Is it difficult to be a hooligan because he may not be able to go to Su Rui's and Qin Fang's wedding?

"Well, I'll try my best to get there at the weekend, but I do have a very important dinner to attend. Do you understand?"

"I'm not because..."

"Yes?"

Han Xiaoye dispirited gave up, "can understand." He is already very tired, which is his own random speculation. As a good wife, she should not quarrel with her husband, who has worked hard all day to earn money to support her family, because of a shadowy grapevine. She wants to learn to be a good wife, so she doesn't quarrel.

"Hualalala..."

Fu Zhiyan went into the bathroom to take a bath.

Han Xiaoye adjusted the next mood, decided to give him a cup of honey water, so that after he came out and made coffee to drink, bad for the body.

"Honey..."

She rummaged for a long time and found no honey.

"By the way, my little uncle likes to put common things on his desk. I'll look for them."

Sure enough.

She found honey in the cupboard and was about to soak it in water. All of a sudden, her eyes stopped in the garbage can beside her desk.

She put the honey, squatted down, picked out a wrapping paper bag from the garbage can, and set off a storm in her heart.

Tghahha jewelry.

Her hand was like a hot one, and she threw her pocket into the garbage can.