Hospital.

Fan Luowei walked out of the treatment room with her right wrist wrapped like a brown child, and saw Fu Mochuan's tall figure standing in front of the window, looking out of the window with deep eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Brother Mochuan."

Fu Mochuan turned his head to see her, took a few steps forward, and thoughtfully held her arm.

"Done? What the doctor said. ”

Fan Luowei was slightly resentful in her heart, Fu Mochuan seemed to be very gentle and considerate to her on the surface, only she understood how perfunctory he was.

They all came to the hospital together, and they didn't even want to accompany her in to bandage it, and if it was that woman, would he be like this?

"The doctor said that the problem is not big, but it is not convenient to hurt the right hand, and the scenes in the past few days are very heavy, Director Zhang must be unhappy."

Fan Luowei complained, and Fu Mochuan lazily comforted: "Just a few days off, these days you have been up all night to catch up on the show, I feel distressed to see it, besides, you are not injured because of filming, Zhang Fan dares to have an opinion, let him ask me in person." ”

Fan Luowei smiled like a flower, and leaned towards him: "Brother Mochuan, you are so good to me." ”

Fu Mochuan raised his palm as if he was doting, and was about to comfort her, when his mind swept over Wan Er's cute little face, and the hand slipped away quietly.

After having dinner with Fan Luowei, it was already more than nine o'clock, the two walked to the parking lot, Fu Mochuan gentlemanly opened the car door, but Fan Luowei did not sit on it immediately, looking at him, with a pair of beautiful eyes and affection.

"Brother Mochuan, I don't want my mother to know that I'm hurt, she has always opposed my filming, and always says that girls don't show their heads, just get married early."

Fu Mochuan's eyebrows frowned slightly, what did she mean?

Without waiting for his answer, Fan Luowei's cheeks floated a few shades of pink, and she shyly lowered her long eyelashes: "Brother Mochuan, can I stay with you these days?" ”

Probably afraid that he would refuse, she added: "Don't get me wrong, I just don't want my mother to worry, and besides, we are about to get married, so we have to live together." ”

Later, her voice was already inaudible, and her shy expression made her want to be caressed.

Fu Mochuan smiled faintly.

"Of course, you can stay as long as you want."

Fan Luowei's heart was overjoyed, she forcibly suppressed her excited expression, and got into the car contentedly.

Fu Mochuan drove the car to the river-view room in the most luxurious area of Longcheng, with an elegant environment, excellent vision, and good security measures.

He has several properties in Dragon City, and when he doesn't return to Fu's mansion, he will most likely live here.

As for the marriage room between the two, Fan Luowei expressed her disappointment, because the marriage was done in a hurry, Fu Mochuan had no time to prepare, and the two lived in Fu's house after they got married.

Thinking of this, Fan Luowei hated it so much.

Fu Mochuan's apartment is simple and atmospheric, with a black, white and gray decoration style, which is as cold and hard as his people.

Fan Luowei originally wanted to use the hand injury to let Fu Mochuan take pity on the fragrance and cherish the jade, and then come to a bath or something, but as soon as Fu Mochuan entered the house, she went into the study, as if she was busy answering the phone, so she had to go by herself aggrieved.

Leaning on the edge of the large bathtub, she splashed water on herself comfortably, ripped off the bandage on her right hand and threw it aside, moving nimbly, looking a little injured.

Fan Luowei squinted slightly, fantasizing about the scene with Fu Mochuan, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile that she was determined to win.

Hearing a slight pecking sound coming from the glass door of the bathroom, she was overjoyed and said in a writhing voice, "What's the matter, the door is not locked." ”

However, there was no scene of a man pushing the door in, she heard Fu Mochuan say outside the door: "Xiaowei, I'm out, the company has urgent matters waiting for me to deal with, you can rest early." ”

"Brother Mochuan......"

She was in a hurry, and she didn't even have time to put on her bathrobe, so she rushed out so wet.

However, she was greeted by a heavy slamming of the door, and the man seemed to be in a hurry, and left without looking back.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she stomped her foot hatefully.

This man, she didn't believe she couldn't handle it.

Half past ten in the evening.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the wind carried the rain, blowing the big trees outside the window and whining.

Wan'er was very excited tonight, and he didn't fall asleep until now.

An Qing closed the fairy tale book in her hand, she had just recovered from a serious illness, and she was tired for another day, feeling too tired to do it.

She was about to sleep with Wan Er as well, but the closed door was suddenly pushed open, and Fu Mochuan appeared on the side of the door with a burst of cold air.

He glanced at An Qing, quietly walked to the side of the bed, and looked condescendingly at Wan'er's sleeping little face.

An Qing didn't speak, the two of them sat and stood together, separated by the small figure of Wan'er, and there was a faint smell of perfume floating in the air.

An Qing smelled it early in the morning, and the smell should belong to Fan Luowei.

"What's wrong with you?"

In the end, she took the initiative to break the silence, for fear of making noise, her voice was very light, Fu Mochuan looked at her, and replied softly: "I promised that Wan'er would come back." ”

An Qing scoffed, he had told Guan Er that he would come back soon, but how long had it been since his promise?

"Wan'er is asleep, have you seen enough?"

In the face of her obvious eviction order, Fu Mochuan didn't say anything, looked at her with heavy eyes, turned around and walked out of the room.

Being disturbed by him like this, An Qing couldn't sleep at all, and she slept in a daze for a while in the early hours of the morning, and when she opened her eyes, she found that the pillow was empty.

"Wan'er?"

She was stunned, reacted and quickly got out of bed, looked around the room, and didn't see Wan'er, so she opened the door and rushed out.

From a distance, she heard Wan Er's crisp laughter, stood at the corner of the stairs, and saw Wan Er's small figure riding on Fu Mochuan's shoulder, two little hands grabbing his collar, laughing and trembling.

She breathed a sigh of relief, looking at this warm and beautiful scene, she felt a little dazzling.

"Mommy."

Wan Er looked up at her and shouted happily, "Uncle, it's fun." ”

In other words, Fu Mochuan made her very happy.

With her scream, Fu Mochuan also raised his head to glance at her, and then carefully took Guan Er off his shoulders and gently put him on the floor.

But An Qing upstairs didn't pay attention to his small movements, and when he went downstairs after washing up again, the older and the younger ones had already started to eat breakfast.

The relationship between Wan Er and Fu Mochuan is simply a thousand miles a day, and this moment of hard work sticks to him, and he is obediently sitting on the children's chair at this time, eating the breakfast he feeds.

One eats and feeds the other, and they are happy, and An Qing can't plug in if she wants to take over.

She ate her own silently, like an outsider.

"How long does a paternity test take?" After breakfast, the nanny hugged Guan Er over to play, and An Qing took the time to ask.

Fu Mochuan looked at her expressionlessly: "About a week." ”

In other words, she would stay with him for another week.

But if you want to open a little, that is, to live in a different place for a few days, there are still people who eat and drink to serve them.

Fu Mochuan, a person who is about to get married, how can he mess with them all day long.

"Isn't it that when the results come out, you'll let us go." An Qing asked again.

Fu Mochuan's face was very cold.

"The premise is that Wan'er and I have nothing to do with it."

"Of course Wan'er has nothing to do with you, I know my child best, I hope that Mr. Fu can keep his promise and stop embarrassing our mother and daughter when the time comes."

An Qing's words made Fu Mochuan's eyes sink even more, and he was depressed, and under her repeated denials, he was fermented in his heart, making him very uncomfortable.

It stands to reason that he should be glad that Wan'er is not his species, and no man likes to suddenly have an illegitimate daughter.

However, thinking that when they were most affectionate, she had already given him such a big green hat, this anger could not be lowered.

"That's for the best, I don't want anything to hurt my fiancée." He coldly threw down the sentence and strode away from the table.

Looking at his back, An Qing smiled bitterly, speaking of which, this is what he is most worried about.

He stayed here, was he afraid that she would tell Van Lowe about Wan'er?

The water and the sky are the same.

Fan Luowei was woken up by Zhang Lili's phone, she squinted, and put the phone to her ear impatiently: "Mom, what's the matter, people haven't woken up yet." ”

Zhang Lili glanced at the time, it was almost 9 o'clock, and she had already gone to the set at this point.

"Where are you? Didn't be on set last night? ”

"No, I'm here with Brother Mochuan."

"Fu Shaojia?" Zhang Lili was overjoyed: "You were together last night?" ”

Fan Luowei was a little sober, she took the initiative to give her arms, but Fu Mochuan hid, she didn't want Zhang Lili to know about this kind of trouble, so she hummed perfunctorily.

"Well done, worthy of being a good mother's daughter, a woman wants to tie a man's heart, first of all, she has to grab his kidney, you work hard, get pregnant with a man and a woman as soon as possible, and let him die for you......"

Zhang Lili Balabala kept talking, and the more Fan Luowei listened, the more annoyed she became.

She also wants to give birth to a child, provided that Fu Mochuan is willing to touch her.

"Mom, I'm up, I'll talk about it when I get home."

Zhang Lili looked at the end of the call on her mobile phone, the smile on the corner of her mouth narrowed, and her face with thick foundation looked very stiff.

Her worries were right, and the person sent to investigate told her that in the past few years, An Qing had indeed brought a little girl with her, and she had already set off to Dragon City.

Fan Luowei is about to marry Fu Mochuan, and at this juncture, she will never allow any accidents to ruin her daughter's good marriage.

She drove to the film and television city, and the crew of "Imperial City" was also here, parked the car, and walked in with the snacks she had bought in advance.

When she arrived at the crew, she distributed the dim sum in the name of Fan Luowei, and naturally, she earned a lot of good reputation.

She walked quietly to An Qing, who was sitting in the corner.

"An Qing."

An Qing glanced at her lightly: "Come to visit your daughter's class?" She's not here today. ”

"I know, she is going to get married in 20 days, and she has a lot of things to do, no, I went out with Ah Chuan early in the morning, saying that I was going to take wedding photos." Zhang Lili smirked: "I came to see you." ”

An Qing smiled, really too lazy to pay attention to her.

"Thank you, Auntie."

Zhang Lili leaned in front of her and smiled even more fakely.

"Yes, I'm your mother too......"