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"Mr. Bei, it's better for you to go alone, my stomach hurts suddenly, I won't go" Fu Cong hurriedly covered his stomach and left, Bei Wuwu's face was too thick, he really couldn't deal with it, or obediently borrowed urine to escape.

Bei Wuwu snorted coldly and shook his head, holding his daughter and sitting back in the position he had just sat in.

"Don't worry, why did you scare Fu Cong like this, isn't it just a treat for a meal, why is this guy so stingy" Ye Zhifei also found a stool to sit down, and said with a cold snort, he despised Fu Cong very much in his heart, just ask for a meal, you can scare your kid like this, what other big things can you do

"Eh, the rich people now, I can't say that they are worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and they are reluctant to have a meal. Bei Wuwu snorted coldly and shook his head, looking at Fu Cong's back running to the toilet with disdain, if you want to say that you have a thick skin, I'm afraid that this kid will not be as good as himself if he cultivates for another ten years, and he still wants to kill himself, it is simply wishful thinking, and it is impossible in this life.

"I don't ask you for today's meal, isn't it okay for you to collect money from the Oriental Group" The snow-white teeth bit his thin and pink lips tightly, Ye Zhifei's expression looked particularly aggrieved, no one could have imagined that Miss Ye, who was hand-eyed in the sea market, was like a wronged little woman in front of Bei Wuwu, if Fu Cong saw this scene, he might vomit three liters of blood, and then shouted that heaven is unfair, which one is strong. There are so many beauties soaked in the mobile phone reading network, but I am rich and handsome, but I don't even have a hair, the world has really changed

"Fei Fei, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about Fu Cong's kid, this meal, how much money it should cost, you know" Seeing Ye Zhifei's little feminine state, Bei Wuwu shook his head helplessly, how could he have thought that the strong Ye Zhifei was like a deep resentful woman in front of him, and he could put a word in her heart.

"Daddy, I want to eat cake" Bei Yiyi saw the six-layer big cake, and hurriedly said to Bei Wuwu, Bei Yiyi simply saw the cake and died, when the six-layer cake came out, his eyes were staring tightly, for fear that he wouldn't be able to eat it.

Seeing his daughter's gluttony, Bei Wuwu shook his head helplessly, patted her on the back and said, "Yiyi is obedient, this cake will be cut in a while, and Daddy will definitely get you a big piece back after a while, so that you can eat it well." ”

"Mmmmmmmm

"No worries, this is your child" Ye Zhifei frowned and asked, she has known Bei Wuwu for so long, she knows that Dongfang Ruxue is the wife of Bei Wuwu, and she still has some doubts in her heart, the fact that Bei Wuwu and Dongfang Ruxue are husband and wife has been hidden for so long, no one knows, but how can there be a daughter According to her, Dongfang Ruxue has such a perfect figure, it doesn't look like she has given birth to a child at all, besides, Dongfang Ruxue was still in college four or five years ago, could it be that Bei Wuwu had already done Dongfang Ruxue at that time, but this doesn't seem to be realistic

"Well, this is my daughter, but it wasn't born by Dongfang Ruxue. Bei Wuwu said with a slight smile, revealing his snow-white white teeth, and at the same time hugged his daughter tightly, staring at Ye Zhifei with interest.

"What is not Dongfang Ruxue born, then Dongfang Ruxue will not be angry" Ye Zhifei was stunned, she knows who Dongfang Ruxue is, known as the flower of the city, and the people who chase her have a strengthened connection, and all of them are children of big families or children of executives, rich and handsome, which makes her even more curious, how could Dongfang Ruxue take a fancy to this guy from Beiwu Wu

"Hehe, this is definitely going to be angry" Bei Wuwu touched his nose and said helplessly, no matter whose wife it is, if he hears that a man has an illegitimate child outside, if he is not angry, then he is not a competent wife.

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nbsp; "That's right, worry-free, why did Dongfang Ruxue fall in love with you In addition to my good skills, I haven't found any advantages in you, but I'm very curious, how can you soak the goddess Dongfang Ruxue in the hearts of men in the sea market" Ye Zhifei stared at her big eyes and asked, women are curious babies, especially Ye Zhifei, in the face of this unusual thing, she must ask clearly, plus she also has some relationships with men, so she naturally wants to know.

"Hehe, you want to know" asked with a lewd smile and a wink.

"Of course," Ye Zhifei nodded undoubtedly.

Bei Wuwu quietly approached Ye Zhifei's ear, took a deep breath, and said in a small voice: "Secret"

As soon as the words came out, Ye Zhifei almost didn't spurt blood, and he was still very curious, but this guy came out directly, and immediately glared at the man fiercely and said: "Bei Wuwu, I am so good to you, you actually make fun of me"

"My aunt, how could I make fun of you" Bei Wuwu shook his head helplessly: "Actually, I don't know, it's inexplicable, I ask you, don't you like me too, why do you like me?"

"This and this" Ye Zhifei was stunned, speaking of which, she really didn't know why she liked men, and she was so fascinated by love, to say that she was also a person who had gone through the wind and waves, and the sweet words to men had long passed, what a mountain alliance and sea oath, in her own opinion, it was a joke, could it be because he had a sense of security

"Bei Wuwu, you come here" Dongfang Ruxue was discussing something with Zhang Deqiang, but she saw that Ye Zhifei and Bei Wuwu were very close, especially Bei Wuwu actually climbed into Ye Zhifei's ear to speak, which made Dongfang Ruxue very surprised, although Ye Zhifei has not had a deep friendship, but this woman's energy and ability are still known to herself, and her husband actually talked to Ye Zhifei so obscenely, not afraid of angering Ye Zhifei

Dongfang Ruxue also began to admire her husband, her husband's courage is really not ordinary, anyone dares to tease, even a strong woman like Ye Zhifei dares to go up, I really don't know how to say my best husband.

"President Dongfang, what's wrong" Beiwuwu hurriedly walked over, saw the angry face of his wife, and hurriedly hung up his signature smiling face and asked.

"Come and cut the cake with us" Dongfang Ruxue snorted coldly and said, thinking of the scene where her husband had just molested Ye Zhifei, she felt shocked, offending that woman would definitely not end well.

"Mommy, Mommy, Yiyi wants to eat cake, I want to eat cake" Bei Yiyi hurriedly pulled Dongfang Ruxue's sleeve, looking at the six-layer cake in front of her, her saliva was about to flow out, she was just looking forward to it

"Okay, yes, Mommy will cut a cake for you to eat in a while. Seeing Bei Yiyi's expression looking at the big cake, Dongfang Ruxue shook her head helplessly, the child is really innocent and cute, there are not so many worries, how can it be like herself, so many worries all day long, the child is so good

"Yiyi, Daddy will bring you the biggest cake to eat in a moment" Bei Wuwu made a grimace at his daughter.

"Mmmmmmmm

The next thing is to cut the cake together, Zhang Deqiang and Dongfang Ruxue, a very simple job, three people with a knife, just meaning, not to say that the cake is really cut, there is a waiter on the side of the real cake.

Zhang Deqiang looked at Bei Wuwu and Dongfang Ruxue, and shook his head helplessly, this Bei Wuwu is really powerful, he can actually train Dongfang Ruxue like this, not only is he not angry, but he is also very good to the illegitimate son of Bei Wuwu, even Zhang Deqiang is a little envious, and almost pulled Bei Wuwu aside to ask this guy what method he used to train Dongfang Ruxue like this. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.