Fu Hanchuan glared at Su Xiang, who was pretending to be asleep, and said to Fu Ying: "Tell your mother to get up and eat." ”

With that, he turned and left.

……

It doesn't matter if Su Xiang is hungry, but it is impossible to starve his son.

Fu Ying ran out to the restaurant first, hugged Fu Hanchuan's leg and asked him to feed him, Fu Hanchuan glanced at Su Xiang with a cold face, and his heart was on fire again.

She couldn't laugh at him?

It's a comparison with a wild man, and the smile is sweet.

Fu Hanchuan picked up his son and stuffed it into her arms, too lazy to talk to her, and asked her to feed her son.

She didn't talk to him anymore and pointed her phone at him, and he was still talking nonsense to her.

Su Xiang had long been in the habit of being obedient to his oppression, and silently picked up Fu Ying's children's chopsticks to feed.

She didn't eat anything for lunch, Fu Ying ate more, and after eating, she handed over the child to Song's mother and went back to the room by herself.

Mother Song glanced at Fu Hanchuan and said cautiously: "Mrs.'s face is not very good, is she sick?"

Fu Hanchuan was stunned and didn't say anything.

In the afternoon, Fu Hanchuan held a video conference with his subordinates in the study to discuss the problems of the European market, Su Xiang went to sleep again after eating, and only got up at two o'clock.

TV rebroadcast TV station's Mid-Autumn Festival party, Fu Ying saw the dance in sign language, and he already learned the movements in it by himself.

Su Xiang saw that his son's movements were not very good, and taught him hand in hand.

Fu Hanchuan came out to pour water after the meeting, and saw the warm picture of Su Xiang and his son, his cold face softened slightly, and he leaned against the wall to look at them.

Mother Song saw the empty water cup in his hand, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Fu, let me help you pour water." ”

Hearing the voice behind him, Su Xiang looked back, and his smiling face immediately sank.

Seeing Fu Hanchuan expressionlessly handing the water cup to Mother Song, and then asking Mother Song to pour another glass of water, he sat down on the sofa by himself.

Mother Song gave him a strange look, but after seeing Su Xiang, she immediately understood something and went to pour water.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the TV screen: "I heard that you wrote and directed this show?"

Su Xiang nodded and let go of his son's little hand.

Fu Ying happily performed to his father, and said glutinously: "Baba, look at me." ”

The little guy ran to the TV, followed the rhythm of the TV, and gestured together, which was very cute.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at Su Xiang and said, "Very good, I heard that this show won an award, you should get a reward from the TV station." ”

In this year's new format, the program will be rated online, but it will be announced a week later.

Su Xiang was slightly stunned and looked at him in surprise: Really?

Fu Hanchuan was an important guest at the banquet, he was there at the time, and the news should not be wrong.

Fu Hanchuan saw her bright eyes, looked at the two words on the phone again, his face sank, and he was unhappy again.

"Sir, your water. Mother Song looked at his face carefully and put the water cup on the coffee table.

Fu Hanchuan didn't pick it up and drink it immediately, but rummaged through the cabinet next to the sofa, and saw him come out with a box of cold medicine.

"I took the medicine first. He took two pills and handed them to her.

Su Xiang was stunned, she did feel a little groggy, but she was much better after sleeping, but she still took the capsule and swallowed it.