Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 112 Nuannuan, I still have a stomach waiting for you to cook for me

Seeing the lack of confidence in the man's face, Shen Mubai gave a cold, low snort, "Don't worry about him, he's just like that."

After speaking, he picked up the pack of untouched cigars on the table, knocked one out of it, and bit it in his mouth.

In front of that turtle grandson, how long has it been since his addiction to smoking...

After hearing this, Wang Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

With a playful smile, he picked up the lighter on the table, put his hands half-closed to Shen Mubai's mouth, and lit the cigarette with a "click", "That's good, thanks to Mr. Bundle."

The blue-gray smoke lingered around the man's deep facial contours. Taking a puff of the cigarette, Shen Mubai raised his charming single eyelid, "Remember, just don't smoke in front of Old Fu next time."

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The strong smell of tobacco made Fu Xiheng very disgusted, but he left a little face for that kid Shen Mubai, so he stayed inside for a few more minutes before coming out.

He didn't even bother to take his suit jacket, so he left the chess and card room in a white shirt and black trousers.

With strong legs under the trousers, he walked straight to the floor-to-ceiling window at the end of the corridor.

The sound of paper flipping came from the other end of the phone, and Fu Xiheng sighed and laughed, "You were still busy with work when you were talking to me, huh?"

After hearing this, An Nuan was speechless, "Didn't you just say the first sentence? I'm racing against the clock, right?"

Fu Xiheng smiled with a clear voice, "Nuan Nuan..."

Suddenly, a man groaned from the phone.Then came a very gentle but hasty female voice, "Ah, I'm sorry, sir, are you alright?"

A strong smell of alcohol hit, the woman with heavy make-up raised her slightly red and swollen eye sockets, her eyes were as clear as autumn water waves filled with innocence, when she saw Fu Xiheng's face that was like a natural masterpiece, she was stunned for a moment .

Unconsciously, the blush on her cheeks deepened a bit.

"Fu Xiheng, what's wrong with you?" An Nuan's anxious voice came.

The man frowned and glanced at the bandaged arm under the shirt, and said in a low voice, "I'm fine."

His deep voice immediately brought the woman back to her senses, "Sir, I'm sorry just now, I—" Before she finished speaking, the woman's facial expression was distorted and ugly, and she ran towards the bathroom with her hands on her stomach.

Fu Xiheng frowned, looked at the back of the woman when she left in embarrassment with complicated eyes, and said, "Nuan Nuan, how long do you have to get off work?"

"Well, it's coming soon, but I still have to stay with grandpa for a while."

"Well," Fu Xiheng raised his hand and rubbed between his brows, "Then I'll wait for you."

"What are you waiting for me—" An Nuan heard the man's voice hoarse, "Fu Xiheng, you've been drinking, right? Are you socializing now?"

"Just finished socializing," he said after being silent for a while, "Just a little, Nuan Nuan, I still have my stomach waiting for you to cook for me."

An Nuan: "..."

"Let's do this first, hang up." The man was very cunning this time, obviously he didn't intend to give An Nuan any chance to refuse, so he hung up the phone without hesitation.

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After many years, An Nuan never expected to meet her in such a situation.

An Nuan stood at the gate of the hospital, watching the woman with heavy make-up struggling to get out of a taxi. As soon as she got out of the car, she staggered to the dim streetlights and squatted in the flowers on the side of the road to vomit. up.

(End of this chapter)