Doting wife's husband is too domineering

Chapter 451 There are many doubts, leading the snake out of the hole (1)
Gu Changqing laughed angrily at Fu Junhuang's behavior, "Boy Fu, let me tell you, don't think that if a little fox likes you, you can be lawless! What's wrong with an elder who likes a junior! Are you too jealous!"

"Haha, you have to know that no matter what happens, as long as it falls on Ran girl, this kid will have to turn against you." Mr. Fu laughed loudly.

Hearing Mr. Fu's laughter, the rest of the people also laughed.

This is the first laughter since tonight, and it is no longer so depressing.

Fu Junhuang didn't feel the slightest blush at all because he became the central figure of the topic, instead he wrapped An Ran in his arms even more, he was very nervous and cherished his little baby now.

Now there are too many people who want to monopolize his treasure, he must take good care of her, otherwise, the treasure will be snatched away by others.

An Ran expressed no aversion to Fu Junhuang's jealousy, but a burst of joy welled up in her heart.

The old handsome guy's vinegar is always... so hilarious.

"Then, Mr. Gu, let's go first."

An Ran and Fu Junhuang supported the old man from left to right, and walked out of the gate of Gu's house.

Gu You wanted to go out with him, but he was held back by Gu Changqing before he could move a few steps.

Gu You turned his head and looked at his grandfather. He wanted to say something, but after seeing the look in his grandfather's eyes, he didn't know what to say for a while. All the words he wanted to say were choked in his throat, and he couldn't. Say a word.

"Go back and rest, what I told you back then is still the same now." After the voice fell, Gu Changqing turned around and went upstairs.

Gu You stood there almost stiffly.

Grandpa said back then that he couldn't like An Ran.

He didn't understand why.

Now, he probably understands a little bit, maybe he will never be able to catch up with her footsteps, or maybe he will never be able to make her like him as much as he likes Fu Junhuang in his life.

Just let him give up like this?

How...how could he give up?

When An Ran and the others returned to Fu's house, they had cleaned up everything that needed to be cleaned up, even the bullet-holed door had been replaced, and it was still the same door as before.

It's just that the bullet marks on the rest of the furniture in the house will take a day to get rid of, and this night is obviously impossible.

Mr. Fu wandered around the house, and then said, "Your hands are really fast enough."

An Ran and Fu Junhuang just laughed, but said nothing.

At this time, Fu Junya seemed to have arrived at something, she walked to the coffee table covered with blankets suspiciously, bent down, and her eyes fell on the blanket under the coffee table.

There was a small patch of blood red there, and what looked like minced meat.

And just beside that, there are falling bullets.

Fu Junya seemed to understand what it was in an instant, her body retreated suddenly, but the retreat was too violent, she fell heavily on the ground, and at the same time she couldn't feel it and screamed— —

what--

At this time, in a large courtyard.

Uncle Wang was sitting and standing in front of his desk. There was still a piece of fabric on the desk, as if he was going to make clothes for others.

"I said, your precious daughter is suffering now, so you're not worried?" Uncle Wang said to the figure sitting not far from him.

"She can get through it."

Uncle Wang smiled, but didn't say anything, and continued to toss the clothes on the desk.

"What news did you get?" The figure adjusted his sitting posture, holding a cup of freshly brewed coffee in his hand.

Uncle Wang looked at the cloth under his hands, and then at the figure. After inspecting for a while, he revised the size of the drawing on the cloth, and then said: "You should know the news, it's nothing tonight Quiet night."

"She can handle it."

"Are you not afraid of any accidents?" Uncle Wang smiled.

"If she had an accident, would you still have the time to make clothes here?" The voice sneered, and he took a sip of coffee.

Frowning slightly, the coffee was bitter this time, and the milk was reduced.

"I told you, if you don't like black coffee, you still have to drink it." Uncle Wang put down the cutting tool in his hand, walked to the small cabinet on the side, opened it, and took out a small porcelain bottle from inside.

"You still have this thing here." The voice of surprise was full of disbelief, "How did you get it?"

When the small porcelain bottle was opened, a sweet smell soon exuded from it.

"Just eat what you have, there's so much nonsense."

After the sound fell, Uncle Wang returned to his workbench and started his work.

The figure poured out some of the liquid in the porcelain bottle, put it on the coffee spoon, and sipped it lightly, the sweet taste permeated the palate instantly.

Seeing the man's satisfied expression, Uncle Wang laughed.

"You're such an old man, why do you still like this one?" There was a hint of a smile in the helpless sigh.

"Now I can still eat this thing." Sighed, "Think about the delicious food in the past, but now I can't eat it."

"If you want to eat, you can go back. As long as you are not afraid of your kid getting angry, you can lose your temper."

The hand that drank the coffee paused, thinking about the mouthful at home, let it go, "Anyway, it's the same whether you eat it or not."

Uncle Wang laughed, "Now, are you still so afraid of him?"

"I'm not afraid, that's called obedience." This tone sounds completely lacking in confidence.

Uncle Wang didn't say anything, but there was a strong smile in those eyes, just looking at her, his voice changed, "That girl An Ran's life is not easy now, and the people from the Gu family are still watching. "

Putting down the coffee in his hand, when Uncle Wang wasn't paying attention, he carefully hid the small porcelain bottle, and then said: "Don't worry, she still has that kid from the Fu family by her side, if such things can't be handled well, Then she has spent all those years practicing in vain."

Uncle Wang couldn't help frowning, "What happened back then... Sigh, what you guys did was really too much."

"We did that to train her, otherwise, how could she have such means now." Without hearing the accusation in Uncle Wang's tone at all, the figure said to himself, "Besides, if we do that, let us She's been through so much."

This time, Uncle Wang completely put down all the tools in his hands. He sat on the office chair and looked at the figure that hadn't changed at all. After all these years, he still had such a heart.

(End of this chapter)