Wealthy rich wife wants to divorce

Chapter 75 Enough Circe! !
Hearing Circe's words, Fu Xuehong and Qin Yin's expressions sank at the same time.

"That's enough Circe!! I said, don't scare the child!" Qin Yin roared with sharp lips, his handsome face was cold, and the coldness between his brows was pressing.

Fu Xuehong's voice was slightly hoarse and full of helplessness: "Things are not what you think."

"Yeah, Circe, let's not talk about that, shall we?"

Lady Anne looked at her imploringly.

Circe covered her left chest with her palm, a scarlet light burst out from her eyes, and said with a sob: "We sat and ate in such a nice environment, talking and laughing happily, but my best friend is absent, do you think I don't feel bad? "

"Yes... I understand your feelings..."

Mrs. Anne frowned slightly.

Everyone's focus was on Circe, but no one noticed the kid who was only over 4 years old. Little Xing Xing said that he was not too big or too small. When he heard Circe say that her mother was sick, she was already It was tears in his eyes, but he was sensible enough to know that there were guests at home tonight, so he couldn't let the pretty aunt look down on him.

But his mood...

He hid in Qin Yin's arms and wept softly.

Gradually, tears fell like broken pearls.

"Wow~~~"

Suddenly, Little Xingxing's sad cry sounded in the dining room.

"..." Qin Yin was at a loss for what to do with the child's mourning and crying, and just kept stroking the trembling little guy.

Fu Xuehong hurriedly got up and carried the child upstairs.

Circe's face also suddenly lost color. She didn't expect that at his age, he understood his mother's illness.

Little Xingxing's cries could be heard faintly upstairs, and the faces of the people downstairs were strangely quiet.

Qin Yin cast a sharp glance at the woman opposite, and left Fu's house without looking back.

Fu Wangjiang lost his appetite, got up and said, "Go home."

"You... go out first, I have something to say to Circe." Mrs. Anne hoped that her husband would avoid it first.

Fu Wangjiang looked at Circe, and walked out of the dining room after a while. When he passed the living room, he heard the crying of the child upstairs, and his heart sank, so he had to go back to the car and wait for his wife.

The maids all backed out tactfully.

In the quiet dining room, Mrs. Anne took a sip of water before telling the truth:

"I can understand your true feelings for Holly. I did this kind of thing for a good friend when I was young, so I won't blame you. But Circe, I need to clarify one point. I don't have any objection to Li's matter. It's just that she knew that she didn't have much time, so she took the initiative to divorce Xuehong."

"Divorce?? They... divorced?!"

Circe looked taken aback.

Mrs. Anne nodded slightly, "Yes, so our Fu family will not talk too much about those unpleasant past events."

"Unpleasant? Do you mean Holly is sick?"

Mrs. Anne smiled unhappily, and sighed deeply: "Actually, I don't know much about the affairs between their husband and wife. I only know one thing. After she married Xuehong, both of them seemed to be different people. There was no more laughter. It was only after having Little Xingxing that Xue Hong's face had some joy of being a father."

"You're a smart girl, you know what I mean, don't you?"

"Ah? Ma'am, you...won't you go up and appease the children?"

Mrs. Anne narrowed her eyes gently, and her voice was beautiful: "I believe in Xuehong's ability."

Mrs. Anne got up gracefully, patted Circe on the back and said, "My husband is still waiting for me" and left Fu's house.

After the old couple left, Circe sat alone at the Fu family's dining table and thought about it more and more. Hearing the maid said that Xiao Xingxing wanted his father to take him to the hospital, the maid hurried downstairs, Said: "Miss Circe, Eldest Young Master, please go upstairs to help comfort Young Master Xing'er."

"How can I comfort you?"

"The young master said that you said that Xing'er's mother was sick. Now you go up and tell Xing'er that his mother just has a cold..."

"Nonsense!" Circe angrily stood up and went upstairs.

(End of this chapter)