President Fu's new wife

Chapter 853 Enslaving Boss Fu (4)
Can't care about the depths of his heart.

She thought that she might be pressed hard by him for a long time, and if she wanted to resist, she could beat him at most.

He used the advantage of having a large family to answer many of her questions, such as buying so many sports equipment because of the large family, making so many easels because of the large family, and the same for drawing paper.

anything else?
There are so many beds in the house, isn't it because of the large number of people in the family?
There are not as many people in the family as there are beds.

But she stopped asking, anyway, the answer was the same.

"Aren't we going to the office building today?" she asked.

"Hmm!" He had already sat down on the sofa again, and continued to read the newspaper.

He found the newspaper to be quite amusing, but he was satisfied.

So Xiao Xing sat on the single sofa next to him, looking at him so carefully.

I haven't been to the office building for two days.

Although he can be willful, he doesn't go to the office building, he just goes shopping outside, and then stays in the house like this today, without doing anything important.

He can really enjoy himself.

Xiaoxing's mouth was slightly pulled into a straight line, expressing admiration for his living conditions, and then contempt.

I despise him for being so calm as a show.

Fu Zhi looked up at her, and found that she had been staring at him, but he just smiled lightly: "Why?"

Pretending to be ignorant?

She could only stare at him: "It's okay, the newspaper is very good!" She said with a smile.

"Not bad, did you read it?" he asked.

"I saw it, I watched it when I was in the villa!" She replied, still smiling.

"How does it feel? They all say we're remarried!" He also laughed, as if he thought it was ridiculous.

It was this smile that made her feel as if she had been stabbed by a knife.

"But we haven't remarried, would you like to clarify?" She said to him with a tactful smile, with a good-tempered look.

He stared straight at her, the smile on his face gradually disappearing.

The smile on Xiaoxing's face also gradually disappeared, and there was something indifferent and painful in the eyes of both of them.

"No!" He said lightly, then withdrew his eyes, threw the newspaper on the coffee table, stood up and went out.

The scenery outside is good, and the air in this area is also good. Standing at the door, he stretched his tall figure slightly, and when he stretched, he was also very handsome, without any flaws.

She just watched quietly, and then took a deep breath not long after.

I really can't stand it anymore, why does he always look like he is in control of the overall situation.

She didn't go out, but sat there until she fell asleep.

He went back to the sofa and stayed here all day today, the main task is to receive the goods.

The beds were all in place, but everyone was cautious when passing the living room, because at that time he stood at the door and said that his wife was resting, and told them not to wake her up as much as possible.

So she was still lying on the sofa and fell asleep, her posture was a little tired.

And they just moved the bed up so quietly.

Later he got a servant to make the bed and carried her upstairs.

She felt drowsy that she was lying in a very comfortable place, she couldn't help moving slightly, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw him in front of her eyes.

Before he got up, she had already opened her eyes, and the wonderful starlight in those almond eyes entered into his eyes at once.

At that moment, he couldn't move, he just stared directly at her.

The same goes for Xiao Xing, just looking at his dark eyes, unable to look away.

Then the servant stood at the door: "Ma'am, the green potted plant—"

Before the words were finished, the servant immediately stood beside the door where they could not be seen.

Fu Zhi couldn't help being slightly annoyed, then turned his head and glanced at the door.

Xiao Xing was looking at him, and was not disturbed by it, just said: "Green potted plants?"

"Well, the house needs a little more greenery."

"It seems you've thought everything out."

"Huh!" He smiled at her.

"So, have you thought about our future?"

She thought that this sentence was almost blurted out, but in the end she just asked him with her eyes.

Maybe he felt it, or maybe he didn't feel her meaning, anyway, he got up and walked out.

And she got up and sat on their new bed.

After getting to know him, the bed has been changed several times, and I can't help but lower my head, just full of helplessness.

Then she got off the bed, and stood barefoot at the window, watching him sign downstairs, and then the staff moved all the green potted plants into every corner of the house according to his instructions.

The place where her easel was placed in front of the big glass curtain on the first floor, he told people: "Put flowers in the corner here."

So the best place is reserved for her. The servants don't understand, but he knows in his heart, which place is for whom.

She stood in the master bedroom on the second floor and didn't go down until someone moved the green plants in, and he followed, watching her leaning against the window frame and looking in the direction of the door, looking at her lazy and comfortable look, feeling uncomfortable. Forbidden to look at her more.

The flower mover also looked at her, as if surprised by her laziness, especially her eyes and long hair, and then lowered her head to put things.

Mr. Fu was not very happy when he noticed it, and hated other people looking at her like that.

"Put down the potted plant and you can go." He said lightly.

Then he walked to her side: "The hair is all messed up."

She tilted her head and raised her hand to grab her hair: "It's messy?"

"Yeah!" He stepped forward, raised his hand and gently removed her hand that was holding her hair: "There is a comb in the bathroom."

"There's no one else. Haven't you seen how ugly I look?" She couldn't help muttering.

He sighed helplessly: "But now there are more than two of us in the family."

She glanced out: "but if they have to work at home all the time, do I have to dress properly in front of them all the time?"

"Then how inappropriate are you planning?" He couldn't help but look at her with evil eyes, holding her hand firmly with both hands.

She felt pain in her hand.

"They are all elders!"

"Then if there are juniors?"

"Find some handsome ones!"

"Zhuo Xing, can you show me another one?"

His eyes were bare and warning.

Xiao Xing immediately understood why her hand hurt, so she struggled hard: "Ah, I dare not, by the way, when did this bed come?"

(End of this chapter)