Back then, Fu Mochuan knew about An Qing receiving Xie Mingzhu's check and leaving, otherwise, how could he be cold-hearted?

It's not enough to fly away with people, but also to have both people and money, this woman has refreshed his three views.

If An Qing hadn't been pregnant with his child, there would be no excuse for the public eye to protect the fetus, and if she left like that, would he forgive her and accept him again?

In the night, Fu Mochuan burned a cigarette on his fingertips, but he didn't smoke it, his eyes looked at the flickering display screen.

He wasn't sure.

Perhaps, but not so easily.

The black eyes reflected the pictures on the screen, An Qing's floral long skirt was covered with a white cardigan, her belly was not obvious for a few months, she lowered her head and watered the flowers in the yard, the faint sunlight, quite beautiful.

In fact, he had read the following text many times, and he was almost familiar with it, but he still read it very carefully.

[March 23, fine

Today the baby kicked me, very powerful, maybe a boy, he used to say that he likes his daughter, but I still really want to see what a son who looks like him will look like. 】

[April 3, cloudy

I went for a prenatal checkup today, and the doctor said that the child was developing very well, and it was confirmed that it was a boy. 】

This was followed by a remake of the color ultrasound picture.

It's a very vague mess, and Fu Mochuan can't understand it.

[June 5th, fine

Today I finally set the baby's name, Langcheng, Fu Langcheng, the baby also likes it, and he is very happy today. 】

……

Her records are very scattered, most of them are casual sentences, there are not many pictures, maybe it is because of the great changes in pregnancy, her body shape has not changed much, but it can be clearly seen that her belly is slowly expanding, and the last one has been bulging like a small ball.

Her expression was very quiet, and the smile on her lips faintly revealed the brilliance of maternal love.

If all this is fake, it can only be said that she is really an excellent actor, and Fu Mochuan does not see anything unusual from the picture.

The cigarette on his fingertips had burned to the end, and he was burned for a moment before he came to his senses.

Throwing away the cigarette butt, he closed the web page, opened the drawer, and casually stuffed the pile of materials that Xie Mingzhu gave him, planning to let the servant throw it away another day.

True or not, since he chose to start over, he decided to continue to believe.

The crew of "Imperial City".

Because there were too many scenes in the early stage, Fan Luowei stayed on the set these days, and in the morning, the makeup artist put on makeup for her, and she habitually brushed the web page.

Soon, she saw the latest headlines, and her face changed suddenly.

"Fu Mochuan Appears with True Love, Gallery Shows Love"

Her eyes were staring closely at Fu Mochuan on the mobile phone screen, he leaned over slightly, his big palm pinched An Qing's slender waist, his lips were on the side of her ear, the two didn't know what they were talking about, the latter eyebrows were shy, and his face was coquettish.

The makeup artist saw her distorted eyebrows and eyes in the mirror, and the corner of her eye glanced at the bottom of her heart.

These reports were posted on the Internet last night, and Fan Luowei was busy filming and didn't pay attention to it, they all saw it early in the morning.

Therefore, it is not easy to enter this wealthy family, and the heart of this rich man will change.

Fan Luowei hated it so much that she almost smashed the phone screen.

In the past, Fu Mochuan was always very estranged when he was with her, and he was occasionally photographed by the media and was cold, but when he saw An Qing in the newspaper, he blatantly grinded his ears and temples.

The love and honey are so full that they are about to overflow.

She had just broken up with him, and he came out to sprinkle dog food in such a high-profile manner, which made her lose face.

No, they didn't break up, they were dumped by him directly at the wedding, and they didn't even owe an explanation.

The more Fan Luowei thought about it, the more she hated, and she was so unwilling in her heart.

Although Fu Mochuan has suspended all his duties, he is still in his original office, but he has no real power in his hands.

Pushing open the closed office door, he saw a woman sitting at her desk with her back to him.

The woman turned around when she heard the sound, smiled at him on the chair, and he ordered Cheng Yuan behind him with an expressionless face: "Notify me and deduct Secretary Chen's three-month bonus." ”

Without his permission, he let people in casually, and if he didn't get used to it, he would be fired directly.

"You blame your secretary, my aunt brought me in," Fang Ruomi, who was in the swivel chair, got up and walked towards him, her red lips hooked playfully: "But I'm glad that you can be angry for me." ”

Fu Mochuan's eyes were stingy, and he swept directly and walked to his seat.

Fang Ruomi followed and sat down in front of him with a calm expression.

Fu Mochuan finally looked at her, still expressionless.

"Miss Fang didn't receive the notice, the cooperation with your company is in charge of the business department."

"I know this, I don't need you to remind me," Fang Ruomi propped up the table with her elbows, showing him a good look, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "I came here on purpose to discuss another deal with you." ”

Fu Mochuan was noncommittal, so she continued: "I know that your family is against you and your little girlfriend, marry me, just go through the motions, I won't care which woman you have sex with after marriage. Bed, how you like to play, I just need a name. ”

The corner of Fu Mochuan's mouth smiled coldly.

"You just can't get married?"

Fang Ruomi leaned back in the chair and also sneered.

"Old classmate, I came to you because of an acquaintance, marrying me will only benefit you and harmless, you were cut by your father, marrying me will not only regain the inheritance, but also have more benefits, after marriage, everyone will play their own games, just one more piece of paper, what can your little girlfriend give you in addition to her body? If it weren't for the urgency of the marriage at home, I wouldn't have bothered to find someone to act. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested."

Hearing Fu Mochuan's refusal, Fang Ruomi was not surprised, got up and picked up her purse: "Okay, think about it, give me the answer next time." ”

She has always been very confident in herself, so she believes that Fu Mochuan will agree to her conditions.

Seeing that it was Christmas, when An Qing went to the TV station to record the show, she did a Christmas special.

Nowadays, people just like to celebrate festivals, both at home and abroad, and they can't wait for every day to be celebrated.

A few guests were playing games there, and the host asked everyone to call their friends and say what they wanted to say most about Christmas.

The atmosphere was lively for a while.

Some guests call their friends in the circle, and they are also well-known artists, flirting with each other, which is very hilarious.

Some also called their lovers, and the crowd was there to make all kinds of coaxing.

When it was An Qing's turn, she thought about it and dialed Bi Dong's phone.

"Merry Christmas, Bidon." She said it decently, and Bi Dong also said his blessing tacitly, it is estimated that it is the fastest to close the line, and the host didn't react.

"That's it?" The host was unwilling, and winked at her: "An Qing, we can still give you a chance, you must still have good friends, it doesn't matter if the meat is pockmarked." ”

"It's okay, I don't have many friends, Bi Dong is not only my agent, but also accompanied me out of the trough of my life, on the day of the holiday, I want to thank him."

For her, Bi Dong not only broke his leg, but also caused a scandal, An Qing's down-and-out and generous attitude was equivalent to indirectly clarifying for him, sensationalizing, and the host asked again: "Then who do you want to spend most with on Christmas Eve?" ”

"It's definitely the one I love the most." An Qing finally got on the road.

"Is it Fu Shao?"

The host finally asked the key words, but unfortunately An Qing started Tai Chi again.

"Guess."

The joke is over, after the show, the audience rushed up, looking for their favorite idol to ask for an autograph, An Qing turned his head, and suddenly saw Fu Mochuan in the audience, he sat quietly in the noise, and he didn't know how long he came.

She walked over, Fu Mochuan also got up, and the two walked out of the studio to avoid people's eyes.

"When did you come?" She asked, holding his arm and half-leaning at his side.

Fu Mochuan hugged her, and his voice was very weak: "It's been a while." ”

"Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming?" She smiled, still happy in her heart: "I've been waiting for a long time." ”

"It didn't take long."

The driver received the notice, and when the two went out, they saw the car parked under the steps, the door closed, and Fu Mochuan's lips wrapped up.

An Qing was stunned and was pushed onto the seat by him.

Today he seems to be particularly enthusiastic, and in the narrow carriage, An Qing was teased by him.

"Don't ......" she looked at the driver in front of her, her little hands pushing him weakly: "Someone is here." ”

He finally relented and sat up straight, but his big palm kept holding hers.

Bringing her back to the water and sky, he dragged her hand, all the way calm, indescribably serious, as soon as the door closed, he pulled her bag and threw it aside, reaching out to peel off her coat.

An Qing was a little panting by him, and she couldn't figure out what was wrong with him today, she was particularly obsessed.

Up and down, she heard a magnetic voice, numb, like an electric current passing through the tip of her heart.

"An An, shall we have another child?"

With a thud, she clasped his fingers.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand the reason for his abnormality tonight.

After the madness, she was so tired that she almost collapsed, and was carried into the bathroom by him, and in the steam, she asked, "You want a child very much?" ”

That's right, he will be 29 years old after the New Year, the man is thirty years old, the two sons of the Fu family have not started a family, it is understandable that he wants to have an heir as soon as possible, if it weren't for An Qing's obstruction, he and Fan Luowei would have been pregnant long ago.

Fu Mochuan raised his eyebrows, stroked her lower abdomen with a big palm, and had a thin smile in his eyes.

"Do you think there's any of them?"

At the wedding, An Qing threatened that he might be pregnant with his child, and he tossed her a lot during this time, and since the wedding, the two have not taken safety measures, so this possibility is quite likely.

An Qing's eyes darkened.

"I'm sorry, there's something I haven't dared to tell you." She looked at him seriously: "I hurt my vitality during the last miscarriage, and the doctor said that it may be difficult for me to get pregnant again." ”

Fu Mochuan was stunned, his dark eyes stared at her face, and he seemed to be a little unconvinced of this fact.

An Qing bit her lip and lowered her eyelashes gloomily.

"So, if you want to have a child, maybe you have to find another woman to give birth to you ......"