"Mr. Fu... what are you?" The group of people who were waiting for Fu Sinian, saw that Fu Sinian was still holding a woman in his arms when he came out again. Some directors couldn't help but question.
But it didn't stop Fu Sinian's footsteps.
The man didn't change his face, "Today's project review will be terminated first, and it will continue tomorrow."
This is the end of the story, it is considered a response.
Jiang Yi had driven Bentley to the side door of Hengdian, Qiao Yimo was stuffed in, and then Fu Sinian also sat in. Even though the car was turned on, he still felt the cold distance from the man’s body. Breath.
"Sorry... I just caused you trouble..."
She really felt that she was not feeling well, and her lower abdomen was always aching slightly, so she accidentally fell on him.
"Don't go out to work if you feel unwell. There is no shortage of money at home." He leaned back in the chair, closing his eyes as if a little tired, and his thin lips pressed together.
Qiao Yimo's figure suddenly became stiff.
It is true that the Fu family does not lack the money for her to be an 18th-line actress, but she lacks it.
What she wants to do is to be an independent Mrs. Fu who has her own financial source, not a dependent
Relying on her husband, she doesn't know the parasites of grains.
"Fu Sinian..." she suddenly called out these three words, clearly and incomparably clear.
The man's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a touch of coldness poured out, instantly tightening the airflow in the entire space, and he tilted his head to look at her.
"Ok?"
"That..." Qiao Yimo bit his scalp, hesitated for a second, and finally asked in a low voice, "Do you... want a child?"
The man was obviously stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes, his eyes fell on her slapped, delicate face, his eyes dark.
Qiao Yimo's heart jumped instantly, "I just asked, I didn't mean anything else..."
The gaze hovered over her for a while, Fu Sinian came over, and he stretched out his hand and squeezed his neck. When he spoke again, it was no longer cold.
"There is no such plan for the time being."
The heart that rose to the throat suddenly sank to an underestimation, and Qiao Yimo only felt a bitterness of loss spread throughout his body.
Are you sad
I asked her heart, she was sad, but she knew the origin of this marriage better than anyone else, and she was not qualified to show that she was sad.
She is the one who wants to marry him, and she is the one who loves him. It is destined to be in this marriage.
Have been humble to the end.
I don't know how long the car has been driving, but the sudden pain in the lower abdomen made Qiao Yimo's brain tremble slightly, and her eyebrows wrinkled tightly in an instant.
The hand that had been placed under the leg had a wet temperature, and spread out, it was a trace of blood.
What's wrong with her
Qiao Yimo felt a little flustered, but when she leaned out the window, she passed Qiao's house as soon as she saw him, and immediately said, "Stop!"
"What's the matter?" Fu Sinian looked at her and slowly pressed Ling Ling's eyes to the bottom of the pool.
But still people feel the breath of oppression.
Qiao Yimo only felt a little breathless.
"I..." Qiao Yimo gritted his teeth and endured the pain, barely squeezing out a smile.
"Isn't that my house in front of you? Stop over there, I haven't seen my parents for a long time, I miss them a little bit."
Fu Sinian frowned slightly, but still told Jiang Yi, "Stop at the turn ahead."
"Yes."
One minute later, before the car stopped completely, Qiao Yimo stumblingly pushed the door and got out of the car, blocked the door that was about to open with his hand, and faced the window with a guilty conscience, "You don't need to go up, I will stay for one night. , Go back tomorrow."
Fu Sinian's move to push the door and get out of the car stopped abruptly.
(End of this chapter)