Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 202 Time, polished her more and more beautiful

A three-year-old child is already extremely smart and intelligent. As soon as Zhang Zhu folded two clothes, he opened the old mobile phone.

"You rummaged through mother's things again..."

Zhang Zhu walked over, shook his head with a helpless smile, but Jia Shu had already held up his mobile phone to Zhang Zhu: "Look, Mom, is this Dad?"

"Where is daddy? All the children have daddies, why doesn't Jiashu have one?"

"Aunt Fanyin said that there is a star in the sky and a person on the ground. Is my father a star in the sky?"

Zhang Zhu's vision blurred little by little, and the tears in his eyes slowly dripped down, falling on that blurred and delicate profile.

The child's immature words are a true portrayal of the deepest part of his heart.

He must really want a dad, like Danny next door, a tall dad who can play football with him and lift him up high...

Is she too selfish?
Zhangzhu gently embraced Jiashu in her arms, she nodded, and nodded vigorously: "Yes, Jiashu, he is your father..."

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"go out!"

"roll……"

"Don't bring such rubbish in front of me again to waste my time!"

"The head of the latest generation of jade girls? Fu Jingyao, this is the promotional word you came up with? Those who know know that you are the second son of the Fu family at a young age, but those who don't know think you are an old antique from the last century!"

Fu Jingyao closed the door and went out dejectedly. Seeing that he was also being scolded bloody, everyone could not help shrinking their necks. This is already this morning, No. 18 was scolded...

Mr. Fu's temper is really, it's getting more and more terrible.

In private, everyone agrees that Mr. Fu, who was as indifferent and serious as before, is cuter.

"I think it's time for Mr. Fu to fall in love..."

Fu Jingyao nodded sharply, that is, a man in his 30s, with no woman around him, lying alone on the bed every night, burning with lust, life would be better than death...

This is all suffocation, and the evil fire has no place to vent when you are so suffocated, you will lose your temper at poor people like them!
Fu Jingyao rolled his eyes, took his mobile phone and called Xie Chongjin.

In order for him to live a better life in the future, he has to make his big brother feel good.

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When Zhangzhu left the nursing home, Mrs. Nie fell asleep holding Nie Weiguo's clothes. I don't know if it was because she was in a happy mood because of the arrival of her little daughter, or because she was finally tired after a long day of fussing, and she slept peacefully.

Zhangzhu didn’t have much money left, and Fanyin and Jiashu in California used to eat and use every day, and the kindergarten tuition was a lot of money, but Zhangzhu still left a sum of money for the nursing home to take care of Mrs. Nie. .

She didn't know which hospital Nie Mingrong was in now, and when she came back to Wancheng, she hadn't contacted any old people before.

After thinking for a long time, I can only trouble Mr. Xiang. She and Mr. Xiang have known each other for so many years, and they have never talked about anything. Only Mr. Xiang will not care about her past and will help her sincerely.

But when he called Mr. Xiang, Mr. Xiang was not in the country at this time, but when he received the phone call from Zhangzhu, Du Xiangjun was very happy. She said that she would immediately book the fastest ticket to come back to see her and let her be in the country first. Stay in the hotel and wait for her.

But Zhangzhu was very anxious, he couldn't wait for Lord Xiang to come back, Nie Mingrong was lying in the hospital alone, with no one close to her, and she didn't know how to suffer.

Although she resented her for being so resolute and persecuted her that day, since she learned about the Nie family, those resentments seemed to disappear overnight, and all she could think of were all the things she treated her in the past. She's good.

How Nie Mingrong cared and cared for her since she was a child, I can still vividly remember how Nie Mingrong cared for her in retrospect.

The sisters grew up together since they were young, and their relationship didn't happen overnight. Zhangzhu asked herself that she couldn't be indifferent to what happened to Nie Mingrong, and even, she couldn't wait to see her and see how she is now.

Zhang Zhu thought about it, and finally, he mustered up the courage to contact Fu Jingchun.

She didn't have too much hope, but she never thought that Fu Jingchun hadn't changed his number in the past three years.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon when Fu Jingchun arrived at the teahouse they had agreed upon.

It was early spring in Wancheng at that time, and the young girls on the street had already changed into thin spring shirts, but Fu Jingchun was still wrapped in a long, heavy windbreaker. They met two tall and strong men who looked like bodyguards.

"The Palm Bead..."

When Fu Jingchun walked into the teahouse, he immediately saw Nie Zhangzhu sitting by the window.

After more than three years, she couldn't help but look at her carefully, but the more she looked, the more frightened she felt.

The third miss of the Nie family more than three years ago was already the incomparable appearance of a young girl in the Nie family, but after more than three years of polishing, she is like a beautiful jade that has been carved into shape, even if she does not apply makeup or dress up , but they are all amazingly beautiful.

The young girl's youthfulness has faded a little, and a touch of charm and tenderness has been added to those childishness and tenderness. Her figure has also changed, soft and plump, but curvy. Just sitting quietly like that, I don't know how many people around me are attracted. look.

Fu Jingchun took a breath. Her cousin, who was getting more and more eccentric, didn't know what kind of things he would do to make people look at him when he saw Nie Zhangzhu like this again...

"Jing Chun...you are here."

Zhang Zhu stood up, walked around the table to greet her, held Jing Chun's slender and cold fingers with both hands, but couldn't help being startled: "Jing Chun..."

Only then did she see Jing Chun's appearance clearly. The delicate girl with a round oval face in her memory was already so thin that she was out of shape. Wrapped in such a long windbreaker, people could still see her appearance. How thin her figure is, the clothes seem to be hanging on her body, which makes people feel shocking.

　Fu Xiansen is about to die o(∩_∩)o
　　
　
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