Boss, your mother is black again

Chapter 78 Fu Yunshen Is Not Her Type

Shen Moran was suddenly at a loss.

She was inexplicably worried that Fu Yunshen had heard the words that she didn't like him.

However, after a while, she calmed down.

So what if he heard it?
It's no secret anyway.

She didn't want to be imprisoned in this golden cage, and she didn't like him in the first place.

Moreover, he should also be very aware of this.

So, even if he heard it, it doesn't matter.

Thinking about it, Shen Moran couldn't feel relieved, as if nothing happened, raised his eyebrows and smiled at Fu Yunshen, and greeted smartly, "Hi! Mr. Fu."

Fu Yunshen's brows furrowed deeper, and his complexion became darker.

He pursed his thin lips tightly and ignored her.

He even directly chose to ignore her existence. He walked over, touched Xiao Baozi's head, then got up and left.

Cold, arrogant, arrogant.

Shen Moran stared at his back, couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and let out a soft "tss".

"Young Mistress, Young Master, I will go out with Mr. Fu, goodbye."

Gong Ran maintained basic courtesy, greeted him with some embarrassment, and quickly followed the tall figure.

When they were completely gone, Shen Moran finally couldn't help complaining to the little bun in his arms:
"Son, did you see that? Just like your father, which woman would like him?"

Those who like him either like his money or his face, but they don't like his soul anyway!
Sure enough, Fu Yunshen was not her type.

Shen Moran became more certain of this idea in his heart.

"." The little bun looked helpless.

He also frowned slightly, and looked at Shen Moran worriedly.

How to do?
Mom doesn't like Dad, and Dad seems to have a bad attitude towards Mom. Are they really going to divorce?
I heard that after the divorce, father and mother will live separately. Should he follow father or mother?
Dad is a man and should be able to take care of himself.

Mother is a girl, and she needs a boy to protect her.
After opening his mind for a while, Xiao Baozi hugged Shen Moran tightly again, and said from the bottom of his heart:

"Mom, don't worry, when Yang Yang grows up, he must protect his mother, prevent her from any harm, and give her the freedom she wants!"

He suddenly had to swear.

Shen Moran was stunned for a moment.

It seemed that he had never thought that such a young child could say such a thing.

There is an indescribable touch in my heart, a touch of being healed by the little milk dog.

On weekend mornings, at eight o'clock.

Shen Moran struggled to get up from the bed while still drowsy, and before her eyelids could fully open, there was a knock on her bedroom door.

Fu Yunshen's cold and emotionless voice came from outside the door.

"Shen Moran, open the door, I have something to do with you."

Hearing an annoying voice early in the morning, Shen Moran clicked his tongue impatiently, walked over with her messy hair, and opened the bedroom door.

"If there is something to say, there is fart."

Before the word "put" could be said, Fu Yunshen directly covered her face with the things in his hand.

"Hmm -" Shen Moran was almost suffocated, only to hear Fu Yunshen's dull voice, which came again coldly.

"Hurry up and wipe off your eye shit, go downstairs to have breakfast, wash your face, put on makeup, change your clothes, and go out with me later."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Shen Moran finally lifted what was covering his face, and his hair became even more messy.

I saw a brand new little dress.

But she didn't have the heart to appreciate the beauty of the little dress, and directly yelled at Fu Yunshen's back:

"Fu Yunshen, why are you so nervous in the early morning!"

(End of this chapter)