Hidden marriage wife, wild turn

Chapter 508

"You don't need to lock the door, I won't come in again." After Fu Sicheng finished speaking, he said to the little guy on the bed who felt the tense atmosphere and his eyes kept moving between the two of them, "Good night, Junjun."

The little guy nodded, but didn't respond aloud, obviously frightened by the quarrel between the two.

Fu Sicheng turned around and went out, closing the door behind him.

"Get out?" Fu Chuchen, who was waiting outside, immediately stepped forward when he saw this. The door was soundproof, and Fu Chuchen didn't hear anything outside, but this situation can be seen at a glance.

"Brother, does sister-in-law still like you? I heard from Lin Li that sister-in-law has been with that Lian Sheng for the past three years."

"I said at the beginning that you can't do that. No matter how angry and sad you are, you can't find other women to anger your sister-in-law."

"Look how nice my little sister-in-law is. She gave birth to such a cute nephew for me when she got angry."

"At the beginning, my sister-in-law was deceived by an adulterer and hurt you, but you also found other women to anger my sister-in-law. It has been three years since my sister-in-law left. As a girl, she must have eaten a lot in places like the Golden Triangle in Myanmar. Bitter, you guys are even, my sister-in-law gave birth to a son for you, and she worked hard outside to give birth to a child and raise a child for three whole years, you deserve to suffer from this brother, I don’t feel sorry for you at all now I feel sorry for my little sister-in-law and little nephew for this injury, and my little sister-in-law won't come back to find you or tell you when she's pregnant, she must be heartbroken and doesn't want to forgive you."

In the past three years, Fu Sicheng has been calm on the surface, but depressed in his heart. Although he has never expressed his emotions in front of anyone, Fu Chuchen and his family members know that Fu Sicheng is upset, and even their mother dare not There is a heart to match Fu Sicheng and Zhou Qing, and Fu Chuchen loves both sides.

But now Fu Chuchen only loves Song Rao and the child.

Fu Sicheng in front suddenly stopped in his tracks, and Fu Chuchen, who had been complaining behind him, was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat. He thought he was going to be beaten, so Fu Sicheng turned around.

"Let Lin Li go and find out what cooperation Zhou Qing's father, Zhou Tiancheng, has had recently, as well as the movements of Zhou Qing and her cousin."

"Brother, are you still looking for that woman? Why are you looking for her?" Fu Chuchen suddenly became angry, his voice raised.

Fu Sicheng: "Look for her to settle the score."

Before returning to China, Fu Sicheng had already let Lin Li find out about the fake divorce agreement. It was Zhou Qing's fake assistant who imitated his handwriting!

Caused him to be separated from Song Rao for three years, made him owe Song Rao and the children so much, and almost missed this life with Song Rao, and if he didn't kill her, he would also destroy her family.

In the room, Song Rao was sitting at the end of the bed with wet long hair, so upset that he was about to collapse.

It just got into a dead end and couldn't get out.

The room was very quiet. The little guy got up silently, came to his mother's side sensiblely, sat down next to his mother's leg, leaned his little head on his mother's arm, and raised his face to look at his mother.

Not talking, but enough to comfort everything.

Song Rao came back to her senses, looked at the child, smiled, hugged the fragrant and soft little guy into her arms, and kissed the child's face.

Concerned and asked: "Did you scare the baby?"

The little guy shook his head: "Mom is not noisy." There was obviously a bit of sadness in his voice, and it was estimated that in a few minutes the little guy would cry because of the quarrel between his parents.

Hearing the child's sobs, Song Rao blamed herself and comforted the child full of apology: "Don't quarrel, mom doesn't quarrel with dad."

The little guy tried his best to sort out his emotions, held back his tears, and touched his mother's long wet hair: "Mom, wipe your hair and go to sleep."

"Okay, mom wipes her hair, and sleeps with the baby after wiping."

Song Rao hugged the child and went to the bathroom to get a dry towel.

The little guy reached out to get the towel: "Baby help wipe it."

"Baby, do you want to wipe it for mother? Then get one for baby." Song Rao smiled and handed one to the child.

Going back to the bed and sitting down, the little guy grabbed the towel with his two small hands, stood behind his mother and carefully helped his mother wipe her hair together.

The mother and son talked and laughed, Song Rao's mood improved a lot.

Lying on the bed, the little guy's eyelids were clenched, but he didn't sleep. Song Rao coaxed him for a long time to no avail.

"Is baby not used to sleeping here?"

Sleeping for the little guy was always a hassle, but suddenly he changed the place and changed the bed, so it was normal that he couldn't get used to sleeping.

The little guy turned his head to look at his mother. After a moment of silence, he took a few sips and said, "Daddy hurts."

As he said, he raised his little hand in front of his mother.

During the ten seconds of watching my mother silent, I don't know if I was worried about whether my mother would be angry if I said it.

(End of this chapter)