Fu Yanli rolled his eyes when he heard this.

Fu Nanting: "Wife, you miss me so soon."

"Let's go back, it's so early!"

Huo Zi: "Doesn't your nephew have an early flight tomorrow? Go back and get some rest."

"Hurry up, Miaomiao and I are already dressed."

How could Fu Nanting disobey his wife's orders? "Okay, then you wait for us in the hall for a while, we'll do it as soon as possible."

Fu Nanting hung up the phone and stood up: "Let's go, no more soaking. Your aunt is worried that I won't be able to get up for work tomorrow, so she wants me to go back and rest early."

Fu Yanli didn't believe it: "It seems that my boarding time is earlier than your work time."

"Are you sure your aunt is really worried that you won't be able to get up?"

Fu Nanting was too concerned about his reputation: "Humph, what else?

My wife isn't worried about me, but is worried that you won't be able to get up and catch the plane?"

"If you don't believe me, call and ask yourself."

"Childish!" Fu Yanli stood up after he finished speaking.

Although he said this, he was thinking in his heart that Tong Miaomiao was with his aunt.

My aunt called my uncle and asked him to go home and rest early. He has an early flight tomorrow. Why didn’t she call him?

Hey, my aunt has confessed her love to my uncle, when will his wife tell him that she likes him?

…

At the same time, in a hotel, Liu Yan was standing on the balcony in a sexy red dress, holding a glass of red wine in one hand and a cell phone in the other, "Are you sure? Fu Yanli's flight is at six tomorrow."

The person on the other end of the phone said affirmatively: "Confirmed."

Liu Yan curled her flaming red lips and smiled: "Very good! Wait until he is abroad before taking action."