"Fu? Fu what? Jiang Xingwan's eyes were full of doubts. Is this what you wrote? ”

After asking this sentence, Jiang Xingwan felt that with Fu Yanshen's character, it was impossible for him to write such sensual words!

At this second, she suddenly remembered that this box of pastries seemed to be sent by Fu Mingxiao......

No!

After thinking of this, Fu Mingxiao's first thought was that Fu Mingxiao would never write these things!

But Jiang Xingwan only knew Fu Yanshen and Fu Mingxiao, and there were no other surnames Fu......

Fu Yanshen's star-like eyes flashed violently at this moment, and then he took the golden lighter next to the dining table, and ignited it without hesitation, and the ashes touched the skin of his palm up close......

"Your hands!" Jiang Xingwan witnessed Fu Yanshen's movements, her pupils shrank slightly, and then she subconsciously held the man's bruised arm! "What are you doing!"

Compared to the nervousness in Jiang Xingwan's eyes, Fu Yanshen's dark eyes were full of coldness.

Lin Xiuche noticed Fu Yanshen's eyes mixed with strange emotions, so he hurriedly raised his steps and walked to Fu Yanshen's side.

"Sir."

"Let's find out if anyone has touched this box of pastries."

"Yes......" Lin Xiuche nodded hurriedly after receiving Fu Yanshen's instructions, and then took a few steps back before turning around and leaving.

Jiang Xingwan had a distress that could be detected at a glance between her eyes, and she hurriedly pulled Fu Yanshen's wrist and quickly wiped his fire-stained palm with a wet wipe......

"This is not Fu Mingxiao's handwriting." After Fu Yanshen looked at his little pregnant wife, the cold meaning in his eyes quickly dissolved. "I'll have someone find out."

"I know it's not big brother." After Jiang Xingwan heard Fu Yanshen's words, he hurriedly replied, "It's not like I haven't touched him......"

After Fu Yanshen heard Jiang Xingwan's words, the irritability in his heart was a little less, and the coldness in his eyes disappeared in a flash.

Jiang Xingwan didn't finish in a hurry, she held the man's palm with both hands, quickly wiped it with wet wipes, and then carefully took the ice water cup and let Fu Yan hold it.

"Don't move!" Jiang Xingwan said a word, and then hurriedly got up from the sofa to find the medicine box.

Fu Yanshen looked at Jiang Xingwan's busy back, and there was a little more warmth between his eyes like a pair of cold stars.

Jiang Xingwan quickly walked over, and then took Fu Yanshen's hand and helped him rub the medicine very lightly.

"Hurt ......" Fu Yanshen's eyes were tender like water, and his thick eyebrows were raised.

Jiang Xingwan's clear and agile eyes moved slightly after hearing the man's voice, and then deliberately grasped Fu Yanshen's hand tightly.

"It hurts you to be so daring?!"

Feeling the pain in the palm of his hand, a smile appeared between Fu Yanshen's bright eyes, and then he raised his arm to wrap his arms around the woman's waist.

"It's disgusting to write, I'm afraid of dirtying the eyes of my little pregnant woman."

"Then you dare to set fire to the king's hand?" Jiang Xingwan said and pushed the man's chest and continued to see if his palm was injured. "It's really a sin to follow you with such a beautiful hand!"

Fu Yan listened to the complaints of his little pregnant wife, and the warm sun between his eyebrows and eyes exuded warmth.

"This is distressing?" Fu Yanshen asked lightly caressing Jiang Xingwan's cheek.

"Can't you?" Jiang Xingwan subconsciously asked rhetorically, and then put down the cotton swab in his hand. "It's good that I didn't hold it for long......"

"This thing is dirty." Fu Yanshen said and glanced sideways at the servant not far away, and finally his gaze fell on the pastry. "I'll buy you a new one another day."

After noticing Fu Yanshen's eyes, the servant stepped forward and removed the box of pastries.

"That handwriting...... Somewhat familiar. Jiang Xingwan said casually.

After Fu Yanshen heard Jiang Xingwan's words, an indescribable thought flashed between his evil eyes.

And the second Jiang Xingwan turned his gaze to look at him, Fu Yanshen's special emotions at the end of the year all disappeared, and there was ambiguity reflected between his obsidian-like eyes.

His palm landed on the woman's delicate waist.

"I'm familiar with your little waist."

"Fu Yan Shen ......!" Jiang Xingwan was blushed by Fu Yan's small ears, "Who is an actor as unserious as you?" ”

Fu Yanshen didn't care about this, and after wiping his hands, he served soup to Jiang Xingwan.

"It's not as greasy as before, try it first."

"Good!"

They weren't affected by that sudden note.

"Hmm...... I'm going to come back late in the evening, and I'm going to go to a red carpet to do an interview~"

"Okay." Fu Yanshen nodded, "Reporter Jiangda, remember to work hard." ”

At this moment, Jiang Xingwan still didn't understand what Fu Yanshen meant.

……

After breakfast, Fu Yanshen went to work in the study alone, and Lin Xiuche walked in with a computer.

"Sir, I found it."

"Say." Fu Yanshen raised his slender fingers and flicked the cigarette ash.

"Yesterday, the eldest young master asked his special assistant to deliver pastries. Gu Shao entered the kitchen while Xu Tezhu was in the bathroom and stuffed something into the pastry. Lin Xiuche said and copied the surveillance video into Fu Yanshen's computer.

"Before that, he deliberately blocked the surveillance, but he didn't cover the robot." Lin Xiuche shook his head helplessly.

"Idiot." When he heard that the troublemaker was Gu Nanfeng, Fu Yanshen's eyes of the pitch-black lotion were like ancient wells, and they didn't make any waves. "He came to me yesterday because of that piece of land, right?"

"Probably yes, because he went to the company in the past few days, and the front desk stopped him." Lin Xiuche said and glanced at the calendar on his phone, "Seeing that the bidding is imminent, he should be in a hurry." ”

"Yes......" Fu Yan Shen Cui looked at the document in his hand, and there was no special change in his expression. Next week is his engagement feast, and I, as an uncle, always have to give him a 'big gift'. ”

Lin Xiuche listened to Fu Yanshen's gloomy-sounding words, and his tone seemed to be mixed with dangerous stones, giving people enough oppression.

It seems that no one has dared to go wild in the Fu family for many years......

This Gu Nanfeng is really stupid and reckless!

"But...... What is his purpose in doing this? Lin Xiuche still didn't understand a little.

"In his eyes, Jiang Xing's late marriage was Fu Mingxiao." A touch of displeasure flashed between Fu Yanshen's shrewd eyes, "He also seems to have noticed that I care about Jiang Xingwan...... Scold. ”

Speaking of this, Fu Yanshen couldn't help but sneer.

At this time, his mobile phone rang, and after seeing the name on it, Fu Yanshen swiped his fingers on the screen to answer.

"Little uncle, it's me."