Pregnant?

Fu Jingchao held a cigarette between his fingers, and the whole person was motionless, he had asked Luo Quan to check a copy of Qiao Duan's information, she injured her body when she gave birth to Fu Chengrui seven years ago, and I am afraid that there will be no more possibility of pregnancy in this life.

Uncle Jiang suddenly said that she had, with Uncle Jiang's cautious style of doing things and Uncle Jiang's experience of having five children before and after, she would not say it categorically if she was not sure.

Fu Jingchao took two puffs of cigarette, slowly exhaled the smoke ring, and said in a dumb voice: "Uncle Jiang, you can do this matter." ”

Listening to the young master's meaning, this is going to quietly check on Miss Qiao, Uncle Jiang bent down and whispered, "I know, young master, I'll call He Zhongyi immediately." ”

Fu Jingchao's cold face still had that unpredictable look, and he opened his mouth for a long time: "Well, go ahead, it's best to invite someone over before dinner." Also, I don't want this to get out of here, you know? ”

Although the housekeeper didn't know what was going on on the TV station today, and he didn't know that the Fu family had already dealt with Qiao Dui, he understood the seriousness of the situation, nodded hurriedly, and hurriedly went outside to make a call.

Fu Jingchao sat in the dining room for a while, got up and went to the living room, found the remote control and turned on the TV, leaned back on the sofa to adjust the table, and smoked a cigarette while waiting for the entertainment news that was about to start.

He had already asked Luo Quan to say hello, what happened on Donglin Satellite TV today would not be broadcast by any news organization, but there were people outside the world, there were people outside the sky, and the words Su Bing said made him feel that things might have been out of his control, and he couldn't suppress it within his ability.

Thinking like this, he narrowed his eyes and dialed the phone with his hand holding the cigarette.

After dialing, he said to the people inside: "How's things going?" ”

"Say hello, nothing about Miss Qiao in the studio today will be broadcast by the media." Luo Quan said in a determined tone.

"Well, keep staring, is there any news from the imperial capital?"

"Not at the moment." Luo Quan wanted to say what he said but didn't dare to say, at this time he had just arrived at the airport, and before he got on the plane to fly to Licheng, he finished handling the compensation at the TV station, and hung up the phone to the top leaders of various media non-stop.

After hanging up the phone, he pondered and pondered, today's incident on Donglin Satellite TV must be 100% related to the Champs Garden.

This matter is simple and simple, to put it bluntly, it is a game between two fathers and sons, the big boss must have revealed to his father Fu Ce that he wanted to get married, Fu Ce refused to let Qiao Du enter the door, and took advantage of today's incident to bring down Qiao Dui, and at the same time took the opportunity to put pressure on the big boss, which is why Fu Zhixing and the host jointly identified Qiao Du as the murderer in the studio today.

From an objective point of view, he felt that Fu Ce's trick was really clever, and Qiao Duan was completely stunned today and had no power to fight back.

If the big boss hadn't appeared in time and blocked it in time, today's incident would have been a devastating blow to her and Qiao's.

Jiang is still old and spicy, where is a little girl who is only twenty-three years old who can be compared to a military boss like Fu Ce.

Since he came prepared, it was impossible to be easily blocked by such a thousand pounds, he felt that Fu Ce would not stop so easily, and there might be a bigger means behind.

Luo Quan wanted to remind the big boss, but he didn't know where to start.

Thinking about it again, he can think of how the big boss can't think of it, for the big boss, one is Lao Tzu, the other is a woman, on the one hand is family affection, on the other hand is love, I am afraid that it is impossible to start with anyone.

Fu Jingchao ended the call, the mobile phone was still held in the palm of his hand, and his big hand stroked the hard and thin mobile phone shell for a while, after so many years of getting along, what Luo Quan wanted to say, how could he not guess.

Today's incident, he doesn't need to check anymore to know who is behind it.

It can be said that the meaning of the Champs Garden has been put on the table, and he will not agree to be with Qiao Dui, not only will he not agree, but he will continue to suppress, today is just a warning, and he will not have such good luck next time.

What he understands better is that the Champs-Champs is waiting for his attitude, and his attitude determines everything.

He compromises and discourages the idea of marrying Twilight, and the Champs Garden will stop there, but he doesn't compromise and continues to be with her, and there will be a lot of trouble in the future.

He has lived for more than 30 years, experienced the rain of bullets, the flying of artillery, the bloody rain, the fight in the shopping mall, and countless assassinations, and in the end, he survived it safely.

But what he didn't expect was that one day, the person who shot a dark arrow at him would be his father.

Do you want to give in?

No.

From the day he enlisted in the army, those two words were no longer in the dictionary.

As the head of an army, his father should know the meaning of these two words better than he does.

A sarcastic smile crossed his lips as he folded his long, powerful legs and leaned into the large sofa, staring nonchalantly at the TV screen.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and a slender little figure appeared in the living room, Fu Chengrui came back from a day of boxing, his backpack was thrown on his right shoulder, his forehead was sweaty, his short hair was wet, his delicate and beautiful face was darker than going out in the morning after seeing Fu Jingchao, and he walked towards the stairs blindly.

"Rui'er." The man's deep voice stopped his steps.

Fu Chengrui frowned, not wanting to pay attention to people.

"Rui'er, I'm going to talk to you about your Aunt Dusk, are you sure you don't want to listen?" Fu Jingchao's unhurried voice.

Fu Chengrui's footsteps stopped, turned around abruptly, and said in a cold voice in a rare voice: "What do you want to talk about her?" ”

Fu Jingchao raised his eyebrows almost inaudibly, this kid has indeed recovered his language function, and he is still like a stuffy gourd all day long, it seems that he doesn't want to speak, and he wants to pick the object of conversation.

On second thought, he mentioned that Twilight had caused the kid to stop, and he snorted softly, pointing his chin to the couch next to him, and said, "Come and sit." ”

Fu Chengrui walked over hesitantly, sat down on the single sofa slowly, and stared at Fu Jingchao vigilantly.

Fu Jingchao ignored his son, turned his head and asked the nannies in the living room to step down, and after everyone left, he picked up the remote control and lowered the sound of the TV, and then looked at the little guy's face lightly: "Do you still not agree with my marriage to your aunt Dusk?" ”

Fu Chengrui pursed his small thin lips.

Seeing that he didn't speak was tantamount to acquiescence, Fu Jingchao put down his overlapping legs for a long time, and pressed the cigarette butt in his hand into the transparent crystal ashtray, "If I don't marry your Aunt Duan, do you think you have a chance?" ”

Nonsense!

Fu Chengrui's eyes showed a look of course, but he still didn't speak.

Seeing his son's obsession with the little woman upstairs to such an extent, Fu Jingchao had an indescribable sense of speechlessness, and chuckled: "Since you are so confident, then you come and tell me, if someone wants to hurt her, what will you do to protect her?" ”

"I can ......" Fu Chengrui was unwilling to be looked down upon by a bad father, and he didn't know how to express it, so he held back a sentence for a long time: "I will protect her." ”

"I ask you what kind of protection do you have?" Fu Jingchao leaned lazily on the sofa, his eyes were cold, and he asked word by word.

What protection to take?

Fu Chengrui was stunned, looking down at his two hands, yes, what protection did he have? His hands are not big enough, far less than half of his father's, his arms are not thick enough, he has only been practicing Muay Thai for a few days, not to mention a bad father, even the bodyguards around him can't beat him, and the program he wrote was taken by a large foreign company, and he was already negotiating the price, the number is very large, even if the negotiation is completed, he is still not rich enough compared with the bad father......

However, he really likes Aunt Twilight, not a bad father can compare, there are so many women around a bad father, one looks like a fox spirit than the other, and a bad father is not worthy of Aunt Twilight.

He is young, but he will grow up slowly, and he will develop in another three or four years, and then he will be able to protect Aunt Twilight.

Fu Chengrui secretly clenched his fists and cheered himself.

Fu Jingchao's sharp eyes quietly observed his son's facial expression, the little guy was still too tender, and he saw his thoughts at a glance.

"Protect her, don't worry about it, I'll do it." Fu Chengrui straightened up and said.

"I think you're just talking." Fu Jingchao leaned forward and took a sip of coffee on the coffee table.

"No, I'm serious, I'll do it." Fu Chengrui's little face turned pink, emphasizing again.

"Okay." Fu Jingchao put down the coffee cup, "If I tell you that you are going to be an elder brother, will you still protect your Aunt Dusk?" ”

Elder brother...... Brother?

He wants to be an older brother?

Fu Chengrui listened to this unfamiliar word and was stunned on the spot.

He...... If you understand it correctly, bad dad means...... Aunt Twilight is pregnant with a baby?

This...... That's impossible!

Fu Chengrui was frightened, and his little body Huo Ran stood up from the sofa with an unacceptable expression.

"What's wrong? Disliked your Aunt Twilight? Don't like her anymore? Fu Jingchao's dark eyes were covered with a smile.

Fu Chengrui shook his head and shook his little head desperately: "I...... I'm not ......."

Fu Jingchao's thin lips slowly squirmed: "You don't have to possess someone to like someone, letting go, fulfilling, and guarding are also a kind of love, you don't understand these, and you'll know when you grow up." ”

Fu Chengrui looked at his father blankly, he didn't dislike Aunt Twilight, he didn't expect Aunt Twilight to be pregnant with a baby, and the bad father said that the baby was going to call him...... Brother?

What a strange and familiar word, he had wanted a brother or sister countless times so that someone would play with him.

But the bad father never got married, and his wish never came true.

Many of his classmates have younger brothers or sisters, and every time they hold hands after school, not to mention how warm they are, he is very envious, and often thinks about when he will have a younger brother or sister.

Bad dad suddenly told him the news today, and he was completely stunned, his brain seemed to be shut down, and he couldn't function at all.

When the housekeeper came in with Chinese medicine doctor, he happened to hear the conversation between father and son, he didn't expect the young master to talk to the little master like this, the doctor hadn't seen it yet, how could the eldest young master conclude that Miss Qiao was pregnant, what if not?

But it's right to think about it, the little young master has a special feeling for Miss Qiao, and after saying this, it may be a good thing for the little young master to let the little young master die.

The housekeeper took He Zhongyi to change his shoes at the entrance and invited people to the living room, "Young Master, He Zhongyi is here." ”

Fu Jingchao got up and said with both hands: "On the third floor, follow me." ”

Fu Chengrui watched the three of them walk towards the elevator at the back of the living room, and involuntarily followed.

Fu Jingchao watched his son enter the elevator and didn't say anything.

The elevator came to the third floor, and Fu Jingchao motioned for them to wait in the corridor, and he went in first.

The bedroom was dim, Fu Jingchao didn't turn on the light, squinted slightly to adapt to the light, and then strode towards the direction of the bed, in the slightly arched quilt, the little woman was motionless.

He walked over and turned on the lamp first, Qiao Du slept on her side, one hand bent and resting on the pillow, her long eyelashes fell on her eyelids like butterfly wings, and she slept soundly.

"Twilight." He let out a soft cry.

She didn't respond.

"Twilight." The man was helpless, his big hand touched her pink cheek, and he called softly.

This time there was still no response.

Looking at her like this, he had an urge to call her unbearable, Fu Jingchao lowered his body, imprinted a kiss on her cheek, went out gently, and invited He Zhongyi in.

The housekeeper and Fu Chengrui didn't go in, they stood outside the door, Fu Chengrui moved, stood at the door, and stared at the door without blinking.

I saw Fu Jingchao pull Qiao Du's wrist out, and He Zhongyi began to take the pulse, and the old man's face was thoughtful, and he couldn't see any other expression.

About ten minutes later, the hallway—

Fu Jingchao pulled the bedroom door, and the housekeeper couldn't wait to ask, "Doctor He, how is the situation?" ”

He Zhongyi, an old man in his sixties, touched the beard on his chin and said, "Congratulations, congratulations, my wife is happy." ”

The housekeeper looked at Fu Jingchao and said, "Young Master, it's really a happy pulse." ”

Fu Jingchao smiled in his eyes.

He Zhongyi nodded and smiled: "It's been more than a month, but my wife has a lot of rest, and her sleepiness is caused by her weak body and lack of qi and blood." ”

"Then please ask Dr. He to prescribe some tonics?" The housekeeper was overjoyed, even happier than his granddaughter-in-law's pregnancy, and said hurriedly.

"This is certain, I will prescribe it for you immediately, and you have to use several precious Chinese medicines."

"This is not a problem, I will find you all the nobles."

The housekeeper talked to He Zhongyi and went downstairs.

There was only one father and son left, staring at each other with wide eyes.

"You can go in and see, she's still sleeping, don't disturb her." Fu Jingchao's heart was filled with the joy of becoming a father, so he didn't care about his son's eyes, and was extraordinarily gracious.

A hint of loosening appeared on Fu Chengrui's little face, and he thought that the bad father would not let him go to see Aunt Dusk.

"Remember, from now on you are going to keep this matter a secret and don't mention it to anyone." When passing by Fu Jingchao's side, Fu Chengrui heard his father tell him.

Fu Jingchao stepped into the study, and with a stroke of his pen, he wrote a check with a large amount of money, and took it down to He Zhongyi, who was prescribing medicine and preparing to leave.

"Hey, you've already given me a lot of house call fees, I can't ask for this." He was busy refusing to leave.

"This is the young master's intention, take it." The housekeeper happily stuffed the returned check into the medicine box on He Zhongyi's back, "You are the most famous Chinese medicine doctor in Licheng, and I will trouble you in the future." ”

"Okay, I will do my best to take care of my wife, but you should also pay attention to the first three months to protect the fetus, rest more, and maintain a happy mood......" He Zhongyi accepted the check and told him for a while before leaving.

As soon as He TCM left, Fu Jingchao immediately instructed the housekeeper: "Let the kitchen stew supplements every day from tomorrow, and in addition, from tomorrow onwards, it will be mainly light, less greasy and spicy." ”

The butler nodded happily: "Okay, I'll give the order." ”

……

3rd floor bedrooms.

Qiao Du finally moved, opened her sleepy eyes, and saw a small figure sitting on the edge of the bed with a chair, and she instantly opened her eyes wide, looking at Fu Chengrui.

"Little Ruirui, you...... How is it here? ”

Fu Chengrui didn't say a word, his dark eyes stared at her.

Qiao Twilight subconsciously touched her hair, touched her face again, and smiled embarrassedly: "Aunt Twilight is very sleepy today, she hasn't washed up after sleeping for a long time, isn't it ugly?" Is there something wrong with you? ”

Fu Chengrui just didn't speak.

What's wrong with this kid?

Qiao Duan strangely stretched out his hand and touched Fu Chengrui's arm, the little guy moved now, don't look at the little face, and be even more silent.

What do you want to do?

I was angry with her before, why did I suddenly sit on the edge of her bed today, and look at her with very strange eyes.

It took a long time for Fu Chengrui to look away, turn to Qiao Dui's stomach for a turn, and then get up silently and leave.

Qiao Du looked down at herself even more strangely, as if there was nothing special except that her clothes were wrinkled a little and she was not wearing pajamas, what was Rui'er looking at?

If she can't figure it out, she doesn't want to, because she's hungry right now, very hungry.

She got out of bed, washed up, and hurried down to find something to eat.

She hadn't eaten for most of the day, and it was normal for her to feel hungry.

As a result, at the dinner table, she ate two bowls of rice, several dishes, a cup of shark fin, and drank a bowl of chicken soup.

When she ate, she didn't feel it at all, but after eating, she saw a few empty plates in front of her, and then she felt that she had eaten a little too much and ate all their dishes.

She smiled embarrassedly, and found that the two men, one big and one small, looked at her with strange expressions, and Fu Chengrui even pushed a dish in front of her and motioned for her to continue eating.

"I can't eat it." Qiao Du waved her hand, wiped her mouth with tissue paper, and looked at the rice in front of them that hadn't moved much, "Why don't I go and fry a few dishes and ......give them to you."

Before she finished speaking, her hand was held down, and Fu Jingchao lightly instructed the housekeeper to let the kitchen cook a few more dishes.

"I'm so full that I'm just right to move." Qiao Du didn't move, wanted to get up, and was grabbed by the hand again.

"There's no need to move, you just sit here."

Before Fu Jingchao finished speaking, Fu Chengrui raised his head and suddenly said seriously: "Sit down!" ”

Qiao Duan got up half of his body and sat down involuntarily, looked at Fu Jingchao, and then looked at Fu Chengrui, what happened to the father and son today, they usually don't have such a tacit understanding.

As soon as she sat down, the faces of the older and younger men improved, and the kitchen moved quickly, and a few minutes later a few freshly fried dishes were brought back to the table.

Qiao Du ate too much, and while the two of them were still eating, she decided to go out for a walk.

In fact, she was not worried about today's recording studio and wanted to check the news on the Internet.

The phone was upstairs, she grabbed it and checked it for a while, it was quiet on Weibo, and there was no remark on the major news that she was the murderer of Frost.

She breathed a sigh of relief, watching the time was more than seven o'clock in the evening, Donglin Satellite TV will start showing talk shows at seven o'clock tonight, and this meeting should be halfway through.

opened the Donglin Satellite TV APP, and the home page was the cover of the talk show, and she clicked in.

On the screen, it shows that the ad is playing, and the ad will end in another 30 seconds.

Waiting for Wei Ju's words to follow the second half, Qiao Dui waited with both hands, there was a sound from the bedroom door, Fu Jingchao took off his coat while walking in, the coat rested on the bed, and turned his head to untie the watch on his wrist: "What are you looking at so attentively?" ”

Qiao Du sat on the edge of the bed at this time, bit her fingers and said, "I'm watching today's interview." ”

Fu Jingchao glanced at her nervous face, put his watch on the coffee table without hesitation, and then stepped over, put his big hand around her shoulder, sat beside her, and exhaled with his handsome face in her ear: "I'll watch it with you." ”

Qiao Du was engrossed, looking nervously at his phone, and didn't pay attention to his demeanor.

The thirty-second advertisement was finally over, and the screen jumped, but it was not today's interview, and the host was not today's Su Bing, but a fresh face.

After watching it for five minutes, Qiao Du was sure that this was an impromptu interview, and there was a sense of haste from the host to the guests.

She watched for another minute before she felt the man's large palm on her shoulder burning, and the man's chest that was clinging to her body burned like a source of fire.

"What did you do after I left?" She turned to look at him.

Under the light, the smile in his eyes was like the sunshine of the stars, "I didn't do anything." ”

"What did you not do?"

He was silent for a few seconds, then understated: "I had people smash all the cameras." ”

"All...... Smashed?!! She took a breath of surprise, and on second thought, this was indeed his style.

"Well, it's all smashed!" The bridge of his tall nose and slightly curled thin lips unexpectedly formed a look like he was talking about an inconsequential topic: "Then I asked Luo Quan to lose all the money." ”

One moment you were angry and smashed the camera, and the next moment you went to obediently lose money?

Qiao Du couldn't imagine that picture, she laughed again and again, the depression in her heart was swept away, she tilted her head, and giggled: "I can't see it, you also have times." ”

"If I don't pay the bill, the account will be counted on your head and will not be good for you." He stroked her hair.

She is angry, thinking about it like this, these people will definitely not dare to do anything to him, it is not necessarily for her, Donglin Satellite TV is the largest satellite TV in China, and Qiao's jewelry will cooperate with it in the future to advertise.

"Thank you then." She put her little hand on his solid shoulder and offered her red lips.

The next second, he clasped the back of her head, inserted his fingers into her soft hair, and lowered his head to kiss the rosy cherry lips.

His lips and teeth were occupied by him, Qiao Dui hugged him tighter with both arms, kissed him passionately, and soon tasted the taste of alcohol on the tip of his tongue, remembering that he didn't know what to be happy about tonight, he opened a bottle of red wine during the meal, but he didn't give her a drink, and he poured himself a drink there alone, enjoying himself.

The hazy light, the confusion of alcohol, the surging hormones, everything seemed to be in order.

Qiao Du closed her eyes, shivering all over her body, just when she thought he would roll back to the bed with her, he pulled away from her lips, put his arm around her as if to calm the desire in his body, and finally kissed her forehead: "It's too late, go to bed early, I'll go to the company to deal with something, it may be late." Don't wait for me, you know? ”

She watched him get up, he took off his watch, tie and everything he had done the other moment, he would pick them up and put them back on, kiss her before leaving, and then strode away.

Walking to the stairs, Fu Jingchao's footsteps changed from fast to slow, one step after another.

He left so quickly, not because he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on to the fetus, but because he remembered a phone call he received before going upstairs.

Jing Shirun said very urgently on the phone, and asked him to go over overnight, saying that it was about Qiao Jiangping.

So late, so urgent, he had a hunch that it wouldn't be a good thing.

Land Rover drove all the way out of Liuli Bay and drove in the vast night.

An hour and forty minutes later, Fu Jingchao drove into the dense forest in the southern suburbs, where there was a research institute deep in the dense forest.

When Fu Jing drove into the gate, there were four people guarding outside, he parked the car, threw the key to one of them, and walked in with ease.

From the outside, the institute looks very shabby, like a building from the fifties and sixties of the last century, but after opening in, there is a cave, and the inside is neatly organized, which is also a unique style.

This is the residence of Jing Shirun.

When Fu Jingchao arrived, there were already several people sitting in the conference room of all kinds, some were blonde and blue-eyed with guns in their hands, some had a lot of tattoos on their bodies, showing off their muscles, and some were wearing dreadlocks, holding cigars in their mouths, and their legs were directly on the conference table, and the entire conference room was smoky.

He pushed the door in, and some greeted him, some ignored him, and some raised their hands at him in a rude manner.

Fu Jingchao looked indifferent and sat down on the vacant seat beside Jing Shirun.

Jing Shirun didn't take off the white coat on his body, and said to Fu Jingchao with a pen in his hand: "It's unfortunate that you came, we just finished talking, and everyone dispersed." ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone got up, leaving a messy conference room.

Jing Shirun got up and pointed to the door of the conference room: "Let's go, it's not suitable to talk here, come to my office to talk." ”

Looking around the entire meeting, Fu Jingchao was so familiar that he didn't even frown, and took a different step.

Most of Jing Shirun's news abroad comes from those people just now, who are from all over the world, who rely exclusively on intelligence for a living, which is expensive, and at the same time has a very high accuracy rate, and even intelligence organizations such as country M often buy intelligence from them.

Jingshirun office.

Closing the door, Jing Shirun took off his white coat and hung it on the hanger, turned around and poured a glass of red wine for each of them.

Unlike the conference room, the office is spacious, bright, clean and tidy.

Fu Jingchao took the red wine, walked to the window, and looked at the night view of the mountains outside the window while tasting the red wine, "Say, what did you find?" ”

"We are talking about the group headed by Aaron, according to the clues I got from everyone, one of the four major families is certain, that is Qiao Jiangping that my family told you, this Qiao Jiangping is now found out by us, it is Qiao Yang who died not long ago in the Qiao family."

Speaking of this, Jing Shirun deliberately paused, glanced at Fu Jingchao, and after seeing that he had no expression, he continued: "There is another clue, the key you have been looking for has also made an important discovery." ”

As soon as he heard the key, Fu Jingchao turned his head to look at Jing Shirun, and his voice condensed: "Where is it?" ”

"It should be in Qiao Yang's hands." Jing Shirun took a sip of red wine, swirled in his mouth, let the mellow liquid slide into his stomach, raised his eyebrows and said: "It is said that after Qiao Yang disappeared from Thailand, the Shi family found that the key was missing, and the Shi family has been looking for it all these years, but they have never found it." ”

Fu Jingchao was silent.

"Qiao Yang is your woman's grandfather, I heard that Qiao Yang had two favorite descendants during his lifetime, one is Qiao Yunshen, and the other is your woman. Qiao Yunshen can be said to have returned to his old business under the influence of Qiao Yang, and he became involved in the business of drugs, and your woman Qiao Dui, I heard that Qiao Yang left a lot of good things for her before he died, and it seems that it is not difficult to guess who the key is. ”

Fu Jingchao naturally knew what Jing Shirun meant, and shook his head: "The key can't be on Twilight." ”

"Oh? You mean on Qiao Yunshen? Jing Shirun raised his good-looking eyebrows: "But why did he write those two numbers on your woman's palm at the end of the detention center?" Is there really no connection with the key? ”

Fu Jingchao leaned against the railing and did not refute.

After a while, he stared at the red wine shaking in his hand and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to say?" ”

"It's simple." Jing Shirun lowered his head and smiled: "You go back and ask you directly about the woman's key, and see what she says." ”

Fu Jingchao poured the red wine into his mouth, Jing Shirun took the red wine glass away, handed over a cigarette, he took it, didn't light it, and held it in his hand: "What other news did you get tonight?" ”

"Many, some useful, some useless." Jing Shirun threw a lighter at him, leaned on the railing and continued to taste the red wine: "The most useful thing to get at the moment is to tell you this, and it's not too late for me to tell you the rest when I figure it out." ”

Fu Jingchao snorted and threw the cigarette to him.

Jing Shirun approached and looked at him suspiciously: "Why don't you smoke it?" ”

"Quit it."

"Quitted?" Jing Shirun heard some big news, and asked in surprise: "When did it happen?" Don't you usually smoke and drink without leaving you? How can you say that the sun is coming out of the west? ”

Fu Jingchao didn't squeak.

"Are you supposed to be...... For the sake of your woman? ”

"Hmm." Fu Jing looked out the window with dark eyes, "I'm going to be a father." ”

"You ......" Jing Shirun was surprised: "Your woman is pregnant?" When was this? ”

"Something to do with you?" Fu Jingchao sneered.

"Why didn't it close, don't forget, you promised me to be your son's godfather."

"Rui'er doesn't want to, what can I do?"

"Don't mention that kid, hmph, you can't look down on me, if you don't let me be a godfather, I want to be a godfather. Don't you have another one now? I'm going to be a godfather. Being the godfather of Fu Chengrui's younger brother or sister means that I am still his godfather. Jing Shirun bit every word, and it seemed that he had been obsessed with being Fu Chengrui's godfather.

"I don't count." Fu Jingchao dropped this sentence and strode away.