Chapter 551

Du xiatong continued to ask. She felt like a warrior today. She kept asking and repeatedly asked an Zirui the same question.

An Zirui felt that he was silent

He is too stupid to know how to save the people he lost.

"I have only one wife in my life." An Zirui talks nonsense in the daytime, and Du xiatong feels dizzy.

Isn't she asking if there is any result between the two?

What does it have to do with your wife?

Du xiatong was speechless, closed his mouth and looked at an Zirui coldly without saying a word.

An Zirui raised his eyes, looking deep and firm, "Du xiatong, would you like to be my wife?"

With a buzzing sound, Du xiatong felt that he had been silenced for a moment in his mind.

She sat stunned and looked at an Zirui like a lost puppet. For a moment, she didn't know what emotion to use to respond to an Zirui.

Are all the police officers in Shu Li so straight and steely? That's it?

For a time, Du xiatong was angry and rebellious.

She said coldly, "you go, I don't need it."

An Zirui was stunned and didn't react. He sat where he was and didn't move.

Shouldn't a man say to his favorite woman: can you marry me, the girl is very moved and even cry and say: do I want to?

He couldn't understand it, so he looked at Du xiatong.

The face of the little woman opposite was cold, with anger. She didn't want to talk and looked away coldly with her cheeks bulging.

An Zirui's good-looking Adam's apple rolled for a moment, and he couldn't say a word. Maybe he would quarrel again.

"I'll let Mr. an go. Hasn't Mr. an understood?"

Du xiatong was completely angry, otherwise he wouldn't call an Zirui 'Mr. an'

An Zirui stood up, hesitated for a moment, and finally got up and left without saying a word.

"I'm leaving. Have a good rest."

Standing at the entrance, an Zirui looked back and gave an order, and then left.

The room was suddenly empty and silent. Du xiatong reluctantly lay on his back in the wheelchair, his eyes looking at the ceiling, and his face was loveless.

How can there be such a straight man in this world?

Du xiatong held his forehead melancholy for a long time and took a long breath.

Between two people, it seems that it is not as simple as imagined.

For a moment, she regretted that she had not directly agreed to an Zirui's request.

Maybe it's good that she promised on the spot?

However, clearly the other party didn't even have a flower and a proposal ceremony.

Probably still think that an Zirui behaves too much like a rich childe who just needs a marriage partner. He never thinks that love is special.

Or, because it happens to be yourself, that's all.

Thinking of these, Du xiatong's heart seemed to be pulled hard by a pair of powerful palms. It hurt so much that he couldn't speak.

Sitting in a wheelchair, a man looked straight at the day on the rooftop and looked out of his mind.

Her back looks so lonely in the white aperture.

On the other side, Fu residence.

Fu xishen picked up grandma and Huai Ningzhi in the morning.

When she got home, Zhao Qiqing couldn't wait to go to her grandmother's room. She was lying in bed watching TV. The whole person looked refreshed.

"Qingqing, back?"

"Well, how does grandma feel?" Zhao Qiqing came forward with a smile in her eyebrows and eyes, but the whole person was a little tired.

Huai Ningzhi came in from the outside with water and medicine bottles in his hand. "Come on, let the pregnant woman give way! It's not good to knock and touch!"

Zhao Qiqing heard the speech, made way for her and sat on the sofa.

Grandma drank the medicine and looked at Zhao Qiqing. "You're tired after a day's work. I have Ningzhi to take care of you. Don't worry."

Zhao Qiqing nodded, smiled and said, "isn't this a daily inquiry to see you?"

Grandma waved her hand and asked Zhao Qiqing to go up and have a rest. She and Huaining sat here and watched the variety show for a while.

She was suffocated in the hospital for too long.

Zhao Qiqing smiled and closed the door for her when she left, isolating the sound in the room.

Fu xishen has returned to the company.

After he arrived at the company, he dialed a video to Zhao Qiqing.

At that time, Zhao Qiqing was just lying in bed. The video invitation was connected. Zhao Qiqing's face appeared in Fu xishen's mobile phone.

"Whose wife is so beautiful!" Fu xishen's face is sharp and angular. It is engraved in the Yellow afternoon sun and looks particularly abstinent.

Zhao Qiqing rolled her throat slightly and couldn't help licking her lips. Fu xishen's eyes looked a little deeper.

"Wife, what are you doing?"

"Look, my husband is cute. I want to eat." Zhao Qiqing said coquettishly.

When she became a pregnant woman, the nutrition of her face seemed to be much better. Looking at Fu xishen, her throat tightened.

Unconsciously, the address between the two people has gradually become more and more intimate.

Zhao Qiqing looked at Fu xishen. The whole person lay on the pillow and covered the quilt. "Husband, are you busy at the moment?"

Fu xishen shook his head. "The meeting will be held in an hour. There's nothing to do at the moment."

"Nothing to do" made Zhao Qiqing laugh sadly. "It's the first time I've heard the workaholic Mr. Fu say there's nothing to do."

Fu xishen was embarrassed and smiled. "Work can be done at any time, but now his wife needs it and his husband has to come."

Hearing the speech, Zhao Qiqing frowned and said, "then I want to hear my husband tell me a bedtime story. I can't sleep."

"Then put your mobile phone on the bedside table and stay away from you." Fu xishen nodded with a gentle voice.

Zhao Qiqing listens to the sound and does it. The video is aimed at her. She can still see Fu xishen when she lies on her side. She is in a good mood.

"Close your eyes and I'll start." Fu xishen found a bedtime story on the Internet and told Zhao Qiqing a story carefully and softly.

His voice was low and clear, like a sprinkler that suddenly fell from the sky in dry and hot weather. It was cold and didn't lose temperature. It felt just right.

Zhao Qiqing gradually came sleepy, with lovely cartoon pictures floating in her mind.

She gradually blurred her eyes, murmured in a faint voice, "good afternoon, husband."

After a while, the voice on the other end of the phone gradually disappeared.

Fu Xi looked at it for a long time and hung up the phone reluctantly.

He raised his eyes, looked at several people sitting on the sofa not far away, and nodded slightly: "thank you for waiting for me. Let's go. Please move to the conference room."

Today is the day for Jingtian to sign a $200 million contract.