Chapter 390: 389: Floating things happen, he is both a son and a husband

Chapter 390: 389: Floating things happen, he is both a son and a husband

  Chapter 390 389: Floating things, he is a son and a husband

  Because of Mrs. Fu's brain circuit, the National Day holiday will be Mr. Fu's nightmare for a long time to come.

He considers himself to be a relatively responsible father, whether it is in the prenatal education of the child or in everything that affects his life, he does his best to plan and fight for the child. It also includes the matter of naming. In Mr. Fu's study room are large and small dictionaries, dictionaries, biographies of celebrities and books of allusions.

   is to give the child a better name.

  After knowing Mrs. Fu's idea, Mr. Fu suddenly felt that it doesn't matter if the name looks good, as long as it doesn't call Fu Guoqing.

   In mid-May, thunderstorms swept through.

  This morning, Jiang Yi, who was five months pregnant, went out before seven in the morning because she had a job in City C.

  Going out was smooth, and the work talk was more pleasant.

  At nine o'clock in the night, it was originally agreed that Mr. Fu would pick up someone and go home, but something happened temporarily.

  So he asked Qian Xingzhi to pick up people instead of him. As for Fang Chi, he was no longer number one in Mr. Fu's heart.

  His frizz and lack of care have become his shortcomings.

  Qian Xingzhi was a man who stood on the top of the mountain when he was young. After middle age, he went back to China after going through all kinds of hardships. He was meticulous and willing to do homework for pregnant women.

  Qian Xingzhi is always at the forefront of many things that Fu Xiting did not expect.

  Someone cares about their lover and is willing to play the role of an elder to help him look after Jiang Yi.

  Mr. Fu is naturally willing.

   At nine o'clock, Wu Jiangbai appeared on the top floor of the Dongting Group. The two hadn't seen each other for a long time. When they met again, the silence spread, which suppressed the air pressure in the office.

  Wu Jiangbai, as the vice president of the company, was sent abroad by Fu Dong because of some things his lover did.

  After a few months passed, and Yue left at that time, a boss in the company had the courage to mention this matter to Director Fu, hoping to transfer Wu Jiangbai back from abroad.

   As a result, the processing speed of the company's urgent documents will be greatly increased.

  Secondly, Fu Dong can also spend most of his time and energy on his family.

  So, under the persuasion of everyone taking turns, Fu Xiting accepted the proposal.

  Wu Jiangbai returned to China again, feeling unavoidably melancholy, looked at Fu Dongdao and apologized.

  As the vice president of the company, he failed to handle the family affairs well and almost brought damage to the company.

  Xu Song’s lesson from the past is already a vivid case before his eyes.

   Another hour and a month—I'm afraid it's not right.

   This apology made him choke up.

  Fu Xiting stood by the window, looking at the high-rise buildings in the distance. He was silent for Wu Jiangbai's apology, and then said: "At this time, I should usually be at home with my wife and children."

  He is willing to wait for Wu Jiangbai here with his wife and children, which means that he still treats him as his own. Wu Jiangbai has been loyal to him for several years.

  Fu Xiting naturally knew how loyal he was.

   But ah-

  The warning should still be a warning.

   "Even if a monarch and his ministers become friends, they should be clear about what to do and what not to do."

   Wu Jiangbai's heart trembled, and he nodded repeatedly.

  Fu Xiting has always adhered to the principle of being unfaithful a hundred times. This time, he was able to come back because of Fu Dong's mercy.

   At nine o'clock, the capital was torrentially raining.

  The major news stations began to broadcast the road conditions, traffic jams, flooded roads, all kinds of things intertwined.

  The man stood by the window, looking at the torrential rain.

   Thinking of my wife's flight tonight, I feel a little worried.

  Just as he was about to pick up his mobile phone to call his wife, Fang Jiangyi's phone came first.

  Informed him that due to the weather, he had to make an emergency landing elsewhere.

  The man's heart tightened.

  The first separation after pregnancy turned out to be due to the weather.

  Mr. Fu seldom speaks frustrating words. Frustrating words and negative sentences are things that should not exist in his heart, especially for his wife and family.

   But today, it is rare.

  He talked about Jiang Yi, talking about not letting her go out in the morning.

  Jiang Yifei insisted on going there in person, and now he is fine.

  I have a home and can't go back.

  Mrs. Fu is currently staying in a hotel. She wanted to leave tomorrow morning, and instead of going to the city center, she chose a hotel near the airport. The conditions were not very good.

  The bath products in the bathroom were all new to her.

   It is not easy for someone who even lived in a guest house in her previous life to be surprised by the conditions here.

  But right now, I can't complain.

  Mr. Fu has resentment in his heart. If she is complaining, I'm afraid this person will be even more worried.

  So, Mrs. Fu's comforting words came out like gurgling water.

   comforted him, reassured him.

   I don't know whether Mrs. Fu's relief played a role, or Mr. Fu turned the corner by himself.

  Jiang Yi listened to the bursts of thunder on the phone and the man's gradually soft words, and his heart calmed down.

  The disgusted heart was taken back.

  I thought to myself, that’s all, let’s make it a night!

  Leave tomorrow morning.

   Fortunately, she seldom wears makeup after pregnancy.

  Eliminate the trouble of removing makeup, just take a shower and lie down.

   This night was not safe.

  Lying on the wet bed, Jiang Yi couldn't fall into a deep sleep, maybe because he didn't have a good rest, the little guy in his stomach started punching and kicking Tai Chi.

  In the middle of the night, she simply sat up propped up, leaned on the bed and closed her eyes to rest.

  The palms fell on the protruding belly, slowly soothing.

  The morning of the next day, Jiang Yi returned to the capital, and Fu Xiting pushed off the business and came to pick him up in person.

   From a distance, seeing his lover walking towards him, the emotion on his face remained undiminished.

  The man was startled, hurried to meet him, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

   "It's okay, I didn't sleep well."

  Mrs. Fu responded lightly, but the sound was broken shortly after.

  Jiang Yi got into the car and started scratching east and west like a monkey.

  Mr. Fu rolled up her sleeves and saw that there were red rashes all over her.

   It's almost a night, I'm allergic to sleep.

  I couldn't go home, so I went straight to the hospital.

   Throughout the whole process, Mr. Fu kept a cold face, frightening the doctors and nurses so that they did not dare to relax in the slightest.

  He took people into the hospital and left the hospital with a large bag of medicine.

   Probably because the man was in a bad mood, the guards were a little more cautious when driving.

  Back home, Mr. Fu couldn't suppress his anger.

The harsh tone of blame fell on Jiang Yi's head and face: "What third-rate hotel do you want to save this time for? There are dozens of Dongting Hotels in City C, and you can't live in your own high-end hotel. Go to that kind of small place. If you don't sleep well, you will also get yourself allergic."

  The harsh reprimand was still not enough, the man threw down another sentence: "If one day I die young, I must be angry with you."

  Probably because the man's voice was too loud, and the little guy in his belly trembled in fright.

  She raised her hand to touch her stomach, looked at Fu Xiting, and no longer wanted to quarrel.

  Turn around and walk upstairs.

  Fu Xiting kept silent when he saw people, and realized that he had gone too far.

   It's hard to control my emotions.

  Following Jiang Yi upstairs, trying to coax him, but saw him enter the bathroom.

  The man stood at the door of the bathroom listening to the sound of rushing water inside.

Sighed.

   rubbed his forehead lightly, quite annoyed.

   Difficult to deal with! It's really difficult!

   Not long ago, Guan Qing asked him if he had checked the gender of the child, and Fu Xiting told him no.

  Guan Qing asked again, do you want a boy or a girl?

  Before that, Mr. Fu wanted his daughter wholeheartedly. He thought her daughter was cute, sensible and quiet.

  The boy has a flamboyant personality, is rambunctious, and doesn’t go to the house for three days. He thinks back to when he was a child, he often cared about the animals raised at home.

  With Jiang Yi's character, if she wanted a daughter, she would definitely destroy her.

  But at this time, Mr. Fu thought, let's have a son!

  Just dealing with Jiang Yi, he was exhausted physically and mentally.

  Boys are fine, free-range, it doesn’t matter if they are rough.

   To destroy is to destroy.

   After a long time, Mr. Fu heard the sound of the hair dryer in the bathroom, and knew that this person was angry.

  Which blow-drying in the past didn't come to him?

  The man opened the door and went in, took the hair dryer in Jiang Yi's hand: "I'll do it."

  The latter dodged away, and suddenly said a word: "Don't worry about it."

  Even you used it.

  When had his wife been so polite.

  Mr. Fu was thrown into limbo for a week.

   It's not sad at all, it's nothing more than Jiang Yi ignoring him, not needing him, not caring about him.

  Which person in love has not been trained in this kind of ordinary heart-abusing drama?

  But Mr. Fu felt that this was torture.

  At the end of May, there were rumors in the capital.

  Mr. Fu emptied half of the mall in order to make his lover happy.

  Carload after cartload of gifts were sent into Yu Garden.

  June, midsummer is approaching, and Mrs. Fu's company has expanded its business overseas.

  After the weakness and lethargy in the first trimester, people who are six months pregnant seem to be much more energetic.

   Even staying up late and working overtime is feasible.

   Yi Tian passed the time of persuading Jiang Yi to move, and now it's time to persuade her to go to bed early.

   In short - life is impermanent.

  In mid-June, Fu Xiting's time to return home at night was uncertain, and he entrusted Yi Tian to take care of Jiang Yi.

  Every night, Jiang Jianren came back with a bad look.

   Inquiry is only because of busy work.

   But the latter knows that if it is a job, it will not make people so depressed.

  Both she and Fu Xiting have experienced the feeling of powerlessness in the early stage of starting a business. They have gone through the moment of reaching out to ask for money, and now most of them are the stage where others send money.

  Tired, but not sluggish because of work.

  In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Yi went to call Guan Qing, who was silent for a moment before saying: "Mrs. Meng's cancer is terminal, and she seems to be dying recently."

   "Fu Dong he—."

  Jiang Yi understood.

  The rest of the words, do not listen to worth mentioning.

  When life reaches middle age, many things are no longer unforgivable. The torrent of time will push you forward, and you will reach every juncture in your life that you are unwilling to face.

   and disconciliation don't matter.

   It is not forgivable, and there is nothing wrong with it.

  Anything is too insignificant when it comes to death.

   It was midnight again, and Mr. Fu returned home wrapped in stars.

  Jiang Yi sat in the living room and waited for him. When he saw someone coming back, he patted the head of the sleeping cat on his lap, got up and greeted him.

  When a man sees his wife, the annoyance rises on his face in vain. He forgets that there are still people in the family who need care and companionship. He not only plays the role of son, but also husband and father.

  (end of this chapter)