Mr. Fu's time-limited fiancée

Chapter 345 You Are The Poison I Can't Quit
The silver sports car advanced steadily on the road.

Fu Yunqing held the steering wheel firmly with one hand, and put the other hand in the middle of the seat, tightly intertwined with Ye Yi's soft and slender fingers.

The slender and powerful palms and the white and delicate hands intertwined in the sun, casting a faint shadow.

Such a scene makes people feel that the time is just right.

Fu Yunqing's eyes moved gently across their tightly intersecting palms, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile.

Because of this dispute, Fu Yunqing cherished what he had at this moment even more.

Ye Yi looked out the window, she felt Fu Yunqing's smile, and looked back at him.

Then he asked suspiciously, "You...don't you have a fever?"

Fu Yunqing coughed.

He didn't speak, and replaced his answer with a very gentle smile.

Ye Yi smiled slightly and continued to ask, "Aren't you serious?"

Fu Yunqing continued to smile.

"Aren't you going to be hospitalized?"

Fu Yunqing slammed on the brakes and met Ye Yi's eyes.

"You are my medicine, take a sip, and all the discomfort disappears. So you can't leave my side in the future."

Ye Yi couldn't help shivering.

I don't know where Fu Yunqing, who used to be cold and venomous, learned such sweet talk.

It's really nasty.

But it's sleazy and expensive, and for women, sweet talk is the best way to dispel anger.

Ye Yi said that it was very useful.

"I've taken all the medicine, there's nothing else I can't leave."

"Because, I'm addicted. I can't quit."

Fu Yunqing's breath brushed over Ye Yi's cheeks densely, and her delicate face looked bright and vivid in the sunshine of June.

Ye Yi's eyelashes moved slightly.

Then he said with a smile: "Since you can't quit, then don't quit. It's fine if you die from poison."

"Are you willing to poison me?"

Ye Yi immediately said, "There's nothing to be reluctant about."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Yunqing's clear breath rushed towards his face. He stretched out his hand and pressed something, and the transparent window of the car immediately became completely black.

"Well……"

Ye Yi put one hand on Fu Yunqing's chest.

"What are you doing?"

Fu Yunqing hooked the corners of her lips: "It seems that it's time to take medicine."

Ye Yi: "..."

 …

There is an assortment of clothes strewn across the pink circular waterbed.

Lace, knit, romantic gowns and demure suits.

Lin Weiwei frowned, but among the hundreds of sets of clothes, she couldn't choose one that satisfied her.

She looked at her bulging belly in dismay. Recently, because of her pregnancy, she herself felt that her body had gradually become bloated.

The mood is getting more and more impetuous.

The worst thing is that when Fu Zihao heard the news that she was pregnant, she was not as happy and happy as expected.

He just said lightly: "Then take care of yourself."

After that, she never came here again.

This made Lin Weiwei inevitably panic.

She is afraid that the arrival of the child will change everything she currently has, but she is even more looking forward to it because this child can change her status.

Today was the first time Fu Zihao took the initiative to ask her to go to his real home in Beiling.

This raised a little hope in Lin Weiwei's heart.

Perhaps, Fu Zihao's move was to show her favor?
Fu Zihao has ignored her these days, is it because he went to deal with the matter with her wife.

It must be so, he wanted to surprise her.

Thinking of this, Lin Weiwei showed a satisfied smile on her face, and looked at her stomach, feeling much more at ease.

"Honey, mom loves you, let's try to get dad to keep us, shall we?"

Done.

Lin Weiwei's hand landed on a pink lace dress on the bed.

After changing her clothes, Lin Weiwei stood in the mirror and looked at herself.

Although her body was a little swollen due to her pregnancy, this skirt covered her belly very well, revealing only her slender legs and elegant neck.

After putting on makeup.

Her face is also pretty.

Lin Weiwei wore a pair of flat shoes when she went out, but after thinking about it, she turned around and put on her own pair of ten centimeter high heels.

Only in this way can he better attract Fu Zihao's attention.

After putting on the high heels, Lin Weiwei felt a little uncomfortable.

She gritted her teeth.

In order to meet for a while, I went all out.

A luxury RV was parked outside, and there were two men in black standing straight outside the car, wearing sunglasses that reflected the sun's rays.

There was no expression on a chiseled face.

Lin Weiwei smiled lightly.

It seems that Fu Zihao still attaches great importance to her, otherwise he would not have specially asked someone to pick her up.

Lin Weiwei straightened her back.

The chin lifts slightly.

She made a full gesture of the hostess of the Fu family.

His eyes were full of arrogance.

The man in black opened the door of the RV, bent slightly: "Miss Lin, please."

Lin Weiwei hummed lightly, agreeing.

Although the Lin family can be regarded as a well-off family, compared with this kind of real rich and nobles, it is also very different.

Therefore, at this moment, Lin Weiwei's heart was filled with a sense of pride.

"Did Zihao ask you to pick me up?"

Lin Weiwei sat inside, leaning comfortably on the soft sofa.

The man in black next to him stood upright, but no one paid attention to her words.

Lin Weiwei felt a little embarrassed. She coughed and pretended to close her eyes to rest.

It doesn't matter.

Now they don't know her identity yet, they will come to Fu's house in a while to see how she cleans up the things that the group of dogs despise.

The journey was a bit long, and Lin Weiwei woke up after squinting for a while, but she still hadn't arrived.

She felt a little sick to her stomach.

Emotions also got worse.

"Give me that glass of water."

Seeing that they were still silent, Lin Weiwei immediately became angry.

She has been angry with Ye Yi, Dong Wan, and even Su Man. Could it be possible that she still has to be angry with a group of servants today?

Fu Zihao invited them, they are servants of the Fu family, why should they treat her like this.

"Are you all deaf or lame, didn't you hear me when I said I wanted a drink?"

Lin Weiwei grabbed the transparent glass water glass on the coffee table in front of him, and slammed it hard at the man in black who was closest to him.

After the man in black was hit, he remained motionless.

He said calmly: "Miss Lin, the water is on the coffee table, if you want to drink, pour it yourself."

Lin Weiwei sneered: "What did Zi Hao invite you to do? You're dragged like two to five or eight thousand people, thinking you're so great. I won't drink anymore, let's see how I deal with you later."

Lin Weiwei leaned back on the sofa angrily.

His chest was heaving up and down violently because of the excitement.

About another 10 minutes passed.

The car finally stopped in front of a villa, and the door was opened.

When Lin Weiwei held onto the car door to get out of the car, she staggered because her shoes were too high. The man in black quickly supported Lin Weiwei's arm, saving her from the embarrassment of falling.

Lin Weiwei shook off the man in black's hand fiercely, with a disgusted expression on her face and a mean tone.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands."

She patted her arm, as if being supported by others was an unbearable thing.

Lin Weiwei withdrew her gaze, adjusted what she thought was the best state, smiled, and then walked into the Fu's villa calmly.

The decoration style of the villa was very different from what Lin Weiwei imagined.

For a man like Fu Zihao, she originally thought that the place where he lived should be serious or simple.

No matter what, Lin Weiwei never thought that it would be so warm.

After Lin Weiwei walked in, she had completely imagined herself as the hostess inside.

Maybe, maybe all of this was prepared for her.

Because she said she likes pink.

The warm pink tone in the room should have been specially prepared by Fu Zihao for her.

"Where is Zihao?"

Lin Weiwei sat on the sofa, raised her eyes and asked the servant next to her.

The servant stood still, seeing a hint of sarcasm in Lin Weiwei's expression.

Of course, Lin Weiwei was immersed in the perfect imagination she had constructed, and didn't realize that everyone's reactions were a little strange.

Until the spiral staircase behind you.

There was a soft but very powerful voice.

"Ms. Lin, hello."

(End of this chapter)