Chapter 32: Is It Good to Have a Son? Fake!

This lady is really enthusiastic, Ye Wenwen muttered in her heart, so enthusiastic that she felt afraid.

"No, I don't have anything to eat."

Mrs. Fu shook her head: "How can it be done?" You're not alone right now. ”

The grandson is still counting on her to feed it, and it must be eaten!

Now, Mrs. Fu just doesn't want to and can't help it, it is clear that this grandson has a good relationship with his mother, if he doesn't want his mother, what can she do?

can only accept the reality and let Ye Wenwen stay.

"Uh, what do you mean?" Ye Wenwen was a little incomprehensible, but Mrs. Fu turned around and went out, "I'll show you what else is in the kitchen, tell them to cook well, and make sure to make a good table." ”

Ye Wenwen: ???

……

Fu Shaoyang's mood today is a little delicate.

Since Lu Ze said that Ye Wenwen didn't have a boyfriend, the stomach gas that permeated his chest dissipated like this.

So much so that throughout the day, everyone felt that their president seemed to be in a good mood.

Because the supervisor made a big mistake at the meeting, Fu Shaoyang just said lightly that he would pay attention next time, and did not pursue the other party's fault.

This is very rare in Fu's.

But Fu Shaoyang's good mood changed when he returned to Fu's house after work.

He felt a headache at the thought that the little devil in the house would cry so much that everyone would not be able to live in peace.

Is it good to have a son? Fake, all fake!

Fu Shaoyang had a calm face and walked in.

But to his surprise, the house was quiet, and the servants were busy with their work, and they did not hear a single baby crying.

The Fu family has a big business, a big villa, and a lot of people, but it is very well-behaved.

The house has always been quiet, so there is one more banquet, and when he cries, the whole house is in chaos, and it is difficult not to notice.

But now, there is no such thing as he envisioned.

Fu Shaoyang beckoned to a servant and asked in a deep voice, "Where is the little young master?" ”

Is it not at home? Besides, I haven't even seen my mother, so I can't rule out this possibility.

"The little master is in the house." Saying that, lead the way in front and take it to a master bedroom on the second floor, which is where Mrs. Fu arranged Ye Wen's temporary residence.

Fu Shaoyang was a little puzzled, but still pushed the door and went in.

Pushing the door, his footsteps froze in place.

What did he see? It's a good house, but the girl lying on the bed, because she is facing him in this direction, has a face completely exposed to his sight.

The familiar face, slightly red because it was a little hot under the quilt, the eyes were closed, the red lips were slightly open, and it was obviously sleeping soundly!

It turned out to be Ye Wenwen!

A few steps further, Fu Shaoyang saw another little face under the quilt, which was the demon son in his mouth!

"Why is she here?" Fu Shaoyang lowered his voice, Ye Wenwen had only said that in the morning, and at this moment she suddenly appeared here, he couldn't believe it.

The servant pointed outside, and also said in a low voice, "It was Madame who invited Miss Ye to come." ”

No wonder!

No wonder the little things don't make a fuss, no wonder Ye Wenwen actually came, among them, there is the credit of his mother.

Fu Shaoyang asked the maid to go out, and looked back at the bed with a heavy gaze.

Since she doesn't have a boyfriend, why did she say such inexplicable things this morning?

As if feeling Fu Shaoyang's gaze, the sleeping Ye Wenwen slowly opened his eyes.

As a result, I saw Fu Shaoyang in front of him, staring at himself condescendingly, "What are you doing?" ”