Boss, your mother is black again

Chapter 25

At the result of the inspection report, a line of words was clearly written: **** intact!

"." Shen Moran couldn't help but have black lines all over his head.

Suddenly, her little head was filled with big question marks.

What's going on here? !

Although she didn't understand why the original owner had to undergo such a physical examination, the result of the examination really shocked her.

Which silly author's sand sculpture setting is this?

After the shock, Shen Moran gradually calmed down.

She kept calm and folded the inspection report and put it back in the file bag.

Then, he gently supported his chin with his hands, like a thinker.

After calming down, her immediate reaction was: If Shen Moran is still a green fruit, then is Fu Yunshen a green fruit?

After all, they are husband and wife, so they can't suffer in this matter!

Then the problem is coming.

If she is really still a green fruit, then the little bun Yangyang, isn't she her own son? !

Shocked my god!

Shen Moran can accept that Fu Yunshen is not Qing Guozi, but she can't accept that Yang Yang is not her own son!

After all, husbands are replaceable.

She really likes buns.

At this moment, Shen Moran seemed to be hit by a bolt from the blue.

Stupid author, you give me back!
However, Shen Moran was inexplicably curious, is Fu Yunshen a green fruit?
The sun's light shifted slowly, casting a light shadow.

Shen Moran suddenly smiled evilly, and had a bad idea to play a prank.

At this time, Fu Yunshen was sitting in front of a large wooden desk, looking up documents on the computer screen.

As we all know, Mr. Fu is a hard-working workaholic.

Even in the period of newlyweds, basically busy with business in the study every day.

He is a leader in the business world and the youngest domineering president of the Yuncheng Chamber of Commerce.

Young and promising, rich and handsome, looking at the whole Yuncheng, who doesn't envy Mr. Fu's little wife?
The blue fluorescence of the computer fell on Fu Yunshen's face, making his already pale face a little sick.

A pair of gold-rimmed glasses hung on his tall nose, making him look elegant and clean.

A beautiful face, pale and thin but also clear and beautiful.

He does have a superbly handsome face, but it's a pity that it's not Shen Moran's favorite type.

Before I knew it, night fell.

Fu Yunshen finally read all the materials, turned off the computer, leaned lazily on the soft sofa chair, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Gently took off the glasses on the bridge of the nose, while pinching the nasal bone with his slender fingers, he closed his eyes and meditated.

His face was still pale, not because of fatigue, as if he was born sick.

After resting for a while, Fu Yunshen put his glasses back on the bridge of his nose, got up, and returned to his bedroom.

Fu Yunshen has very good living habits.

Every time I finish work, I have to take a hot bath, drink a cup of hot milk, and get ready for bed.

The clear and warm water gushed out from the shower, as if it could wash away all the tiredness and discomfort on his body.

He enjoyed taking a bath very much, and would be completely immersed in it every time, so he would not have any awareness or perception of what happened outside.

At that time, someone had already quietly opened the door of his bedroom, walked in quietly, and quietly locked the door behind him.

Hearing the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom, Shen Moran curled his lips viciously.

It seems that Fu Yunshen expected that she would come to tease him tonight.

So I deliberately waited for nothing!

　Mr. Matchstick: So Mr. Fu is right?
　　Shen Moran: I'll go and verify it myself!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)