Fu nianwan walked towards Fu Yi and looked up slightly at Fu Yi. "Dad, I'll go out first."

Fu Yi didn't answer Fu nianwan and went straight to Lu wanchu.

Fu nianwan didn't go to the living room to rest for the first time, but secretly hid at the kitchen door and watched Fu wanchu.

She wants to see how her parents usually get along. These pictures may only become her memories in the future, so she doesn't want to let go of every scene.

Fu Yiyi went into the kitchen and took the kitchen knife in Lu wanchu's hand, "I'll come!"

His voice is very soft, which is completely different from facing Fu nianwan.

Lu wanchu raised his eyes and smiled at him, "OK!"

Fu Yi hung his head to kiss Lu wanchu, and looked coldly at the kitchen door.

Fu nianwan was startled, smiled at Fu Yi and immediately ran to the living room.

Dad seems to kiss his mother. No wonder he won't let her see it.

"You scared her!"

Lu wanchu glanced at Fu Yixing. "After 20 years, she is our child."

"I know."

If Fu nianwan were not his child, he would have thrown her out of Dijing.

For the time being, he could not have a good impression on her, nor could he admit that he was her father.

So far, his attitude towards Fu nianwan has been very good.

"It's so nice that you and I will have such a beautiful and lovely daughter in the future!"

When Lu wanchu thought of his daughter Fu nianwan, the corners of his lips involuntarily aroused a faint radian.

Fu Yi clenched Lu wanchu's hand. "She's like you."

At first glance, Fu Yiyi saw that Fu nianwan was like Lu wanchu.

"Her eyes are like yours. They are very beautiful."

"Yes!"

Fu Yi hung around Lu wanchu's waist and kissed him gently.

Lu wanchu pushed him away. "Stop it. You'll see it when you read it."

"She shouldn't have come."

Fu Yi frowned and occupied his wife's whole sight as soon as he came. Fu Yi didn't like it very much.

"Fu Yi, what nonsense are you talking about? Why shouldn't our daughter come?"

Lu wanchu was dissatisfied. When he thought of something, he couldn't help looking at his belly position, "read and say, I'll soon be pregnant with her."

Fu Yifeng's eyes tightened and looked at Lu wanchu. His voice was slightly hoarse, "we will soon be pregnant with her?"

"Well, maybe I'll know in half a month."

Lu wanchu couldn't help reaching out and touching his lower abdomen, smiling gently.

Fu Yiyi's hand covered Lu wanchu's hand, his fingers clenched.

He thought of what Fu nianwan didn't answer him, and couldn't help sinking his eyes.

Why did she come twenty years ago? What makes her want to see her mother Lu wanchu?

Fu nianwan sat in the living room, sneezed and gently rubbed the tip of his nose.

Who's thinking about her? Did dad miss her? And godmother and godfather, and that nuisance!

She misses them too, just wants to stay here and see her mother every day.

"Miss Fu, this is a fruit tea cake made by my wife."

A servant put cakes, fruit and tea in front of Fu nianwan.

This Miss Fu must be a relative of President Fu. She is really similar to President Fu and looks very similar to his wife. It's strange.

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang."

Fu nianwan picked up the fruit tea in front of her. Knowing that it was made by Lu wanchu, he couldn't wait to drink it. It was very similar to her taste.

The servant was startled by Fu nianwan's address. How did Miss Fu know her surname was Zhang, but she was only in her early thirties. How did she become Aunt Zhang?