President Fu's new wife

Chapter 95 The New Good Wife Forcibly Drinks Alcohol (3)
Yan Lian sat next to the professor and Han Wei and laughed, and he seemed to be quite happy to see someone making things difficult for him.

Han Wei tilted his head beside Yan Lian: "What's wrong with him today?"

Yan Lian smiled: "I really didn't see it this time!"

The professor said, "She didn't think she didn't come because she disliked our age gap?"

In a word, everyone looked at the professor in surprise, and then all looked at Fu Zhi following the professor's eyes.

Fu Zhi frowned: "Who is older?" He said coldly.

How dare she despise him for being old?

But the difference is five years old, although it is said that there is a generation gap between three years old, but...he doesn't feel any pressure at all.

But this moment...

"Since it's not the reason, then you should call her quickly, it won't be fun without her."

Fu Zhi frowned and scanned the group of guys one by one. Are these people here to give red envelopes or to watch the fun?
But he still took out his phone to find her number.

Originally planning to have dinner with Yukimi, she was watching her mother cook in the kitchen, when she saw his phone, she wiped her hands and went out: "Hello?"

"Come to Haiyue to receive red envelopes!"

She raised her eyebrows slightly, although his voice was indifferent, but for such a good thing as receiving red envelopes, she immediately wiped her hands and yelled inside: "Mom, Fu Zhi asked me to collect red envelopes, I'll go first."

As soon as Xingmei left the door, she had already run away, and she suddenly felt that her daughter couldn't help her mother when she grew up, and her husband left just after saying a word.

When she arrived at the clubhouse, someone was about to lead the way, so she whispered, "I'll go there by myself!"

The waiter stepped back, and she entered the elevator by herself, but when the elevator was about to close, someone blocked her and another one came in.

Zhuo Xing was also surprised, but this man just glanced at him, and it was a very unfriendly look, and then he just stood beside him coldly.

When she reached the eighth floor, she immediately went down, feeling that a pair of eyes had dug a big hole in her back.

This man's name is Fu Xinhan!

When she got to the private room, she knocked on the door, probably because it was too noisy inside so no one could hear her.

She took a deep breath, and then gently opened the door by herself, so that she couldn't see the faces of the people sitting inside at a glance.

He was the only one sitting in the innermost corner, his eyes slightly raised, just in time to meet hers.

At that moment, it was as if sparks hit the earth, and the rest of the men were surrounded by women.

She opened the door, then smiled and waved to his friends who looked up at her: "Hi!"

Tonight is extraordinarily lively, but looking at the outfits of the hot girls, you can tell that they are all from the club.

Immediately, the lively young master stood up and closed the door behind her, then hugged her shoulders and brought her to Fu Zhi, and pressed her to the only vacant seat next to Fu Zhi: "If you don't tell me to let you come to collect the red envelopes, you Are you still here?"

Her shoulder was pressed against the side of his shoulder, a little embarrassed but she didn't move away in a hurry. At this moment, his side was obviously much safer than those of these people.

He slightly turned his eyes to see her forced smile, but remained calm.

"That's right, it's too difficult to invite, we and Fu Zhi have been 'fellow friends' for so many years!"

The group of people spoke in a very cold and humorous way, saying that they were friends and laughing so heartlessly.

Zhuo Xing smiled, but she understood the meaning of what they said, maybe he didn't want him to come, did he?
She was not annoyed, but just smiled slightly: "Sorry I'm late!"

He didn't even look up, just listening to her being teased by the brothers.

"It's not enough to just say sorry, you have to be sincere!"

"Zhuo Ji doesn't drink well."

"Then drink less!"

He leaned over and squeezed the wine glass in front of the table between his fingers, his eyes were full of sparks, and then he raised his head and took a big gulp.

She smiled and said, "Sorry, I really can't drink."

Several men looked at each other, and then looked at the man sitting next to her.

Without saying a word, Fu Zhi just hugged her shoulder with one hand and clasped her chin with the other. In a flash, he pushed her down on the sofa and poured all the wine in his mouth into her stomach.

"Drink a little and you won't die!" he whispered in her ear.

Her heart was pierced by a sharp knife, and she couldn't say anything.

But everyone saw how close their faces were and thought they were so loving.

He laughed and said, "My wife gets drunk after drinking, if she faints later, I'll see if I don't peel you alive one by one."

Everyone sighed, laughing and chatting with him, not daring to drink her any more.

The sound of the music in the dark private room was a bit arrogant, and she only occasionally said a few words to the unfamiliar faces related to him.

Zhuo Xing felt very bored, but fortunately he still received a generous red envelope in the end, so he didn't suffer in vain.

When I got home at night and went about my own business, the leader sent her a message to welcome her to work at any time.

She laughed, ready to take over the job soon.

He came out of the study and watched her lying on the bed doing a difficult movement.

He couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing?"

"Ah? Stretch your muscles and bones!" He walked over and sat next to her, watching her arms stretched forward, her hands clasped together, her buttocks pouted and her legs straight.

Obviously he is practicing yoga, but this movement...

so tempting!
He involuntarily raised his hand to touch her, Zhuo Xing lay down on the bed all of a sudden, turned to look at him: "Fu Zhi, what are you doing?" His face instantly turned red.

With his palm on her side waist, he hugged her whole and pressed her under his body: "It's not three months old yet, what else can I do to you?"

Zhuo Xing blushed, thinking about it, he was a little relieved, and immediately told him: "Don't touch."

He raised his eyebrows slightly and didn't speak.

"By the way, I plan to start working from home first soon!" she said.

Looking at the independent woman under him, he finally frowned: "Go to work now? Our family does not lack this little money."

She glared at him, and clenched her hands into fists under his chest: "Of course I know that your family does not lack this money, but I am bored at home."

"Then go to the old house to accompany the baby with mother."

"Anyway, for work, let's wait until the wedding is over!"

God!

Zhuo Xing stared at him complainingly, but didn't talk to him.

No one mentioned what happened last night, he would still mess around with her for a while at night, and then put his arms around her to sleep.

Zhuo Xing has also gotten used to it.

She thought that she would never ask him those stupid questions again in her life, and she would never ask him about his affairs again.

To be honest, even though we have been together for so long, I still don't understand him.

So she went to the old house step by step every day to accompany the children to increase their relationship. Every time He Yue asked her how her relationship with Fu Zhi was, and then asked her to give Fu Zhi more time, she just smiled.

(End of this chapter)