Chapter 42 Fu Qichen is really useless
"Baby."
Fu Jun pressed the furry head in front of him and kissed the sweet and soft lips.
Song Yujia's eyes widened and she wondered if she had sinus tachycardia.
Fu Zhun repeatedly kissed those soft lips and kept sucking inside, and finally let him go when Song Yujia could hardly breathe.
Fu Jun looked at the person in front of him with his mouth half open and a small bit of red revealed. His face was flushed, and his lustful eyes kept invading Song Yujia.
"Baby, why is your heart beating so fast?"
Song Yujia eased the numbness from being sucked, and consciously placed her hand on Fu Zhun's chest and slid it down slowly: "What about you? Are you going fast?"
Fu Zhun suddenly felt something tense and he covered her fiercely again.
He even pulled out maliciously in the middle, rubbing Song Yujia's red and swollen mouth with his thin lips, and the hot air sprayed out one red flower after another.
"Do you like me, baby?"
Song Yujia's eyes were dazed by the kiss, her waist softened, and she leaned on Fu Zhun, resting her chin on his shoulder to catch her breath.
Fu Zhun placed one hand on Song Yujia's waist and used the other hand to stroke Song Yujia's back.
After a long time, Song Yujia finally came out of this drowning feeling, turned her head slightly, and whispered into Fu Zhun's ear: "I like you."
The heat passed through Fu Zhun's ears and went straight to his brain and heart. The pounding heartbeat seemed to shatter his eardrums.
Fu Zhun excitedly turned Song Yujia's face and tried to kiss her again. Song Yujia quickly raised her hand to cover her already swollen lips. Fu Zhun had no choice but to kiss the back of her hand and both cheeks.
Song's father was sitting downstairs, shaking his legs uncontrollably. The gold on his legs was about to be vomited. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he put the gold down, stood up and was about to go upstairs.
"What took so long? There was no sign of a quarrel. I have to go up and take a look. I hope that person doesn't bully our baby."
Song's mother promptly stopped the person who was about to go upstairs and half-forced him to sit on the sofa.
When Song's father couldn't help but go upstairs again, Song Yujia's door finally opened.
The two looked up and saw Fu Zhun walking in front, pulling the suitcase with one hand and holding Song Yujia, who was hiding behind him like a quail, with the other hand.
Song's father's eyebrows jumped, and he was once again disappointed that his wife compromised in such a short time. "Jia Jia, have you decided to divorce? That's good. He can get a lot of money."
When Song Yujia heard this, he jumped out from behind Fu Jun and shouted, "Dad! How could you do this? This is not a business!"
Song's father was choked by the word "doing business" and was speechless. He was so angry that his beard was about to curl up, even though he didn't have a beard.
Song's mother: "Baby, are you reconciled with Xiao Fu? Are you going back with him?"
Song Yujia held Zhang Hong's pouting face and looked at her mother sincerely, "Mom, we didn't quarrel. I really came back to see you."
"How many more days?"
"Well...next...next time."
When the two men walked up to him, Song's father could see Song Yujia's red and swollen mouth. He pointed at Fu Zhun, then at Song Yujia, and was slapped down again.
"It's okay, baby. Your dad fished too much and his hands are a little cramped."
Song Yujia knew what his father was referring to. His eyes wandered around and he suddenly noticed the various boxes on the table. "Wow, Mom, you bought so many things."
Mother Song smiled and pulled Song Yujia over, "This is the gift that Xiaofu brought back for you."
Song Yujia turned her head to look at Fu Jun and received a very gentle smile.
So handsome, hehe.
Song Yujia couldn't wait to open the gifts. He would exclaim every time he opened one, then put the gifts on his arms. If he couldn't put them on, he would put them on his mother's hand.
Father Song looked at his son, whose soul had completely followed Fu Zhunpiao, and kept regretting that he had not been rich enough in the past, otherwise how could he be so dizzy and turned away by just seeing a little gift.
Seeing that everyone had opened their gifts and admired them one by one for a while, Fu Zhun took out a contract from a bag. He first gave it to Song's father, who looked at it with wide eyes. After repeatedly confirming it, he wanted to touch his beard, although he didn't have one.
He called Song Yujia, who was putting a necklace around Jin Zi's neck, over and took out a pen to ask him to sign.
Song Yujia asked casually: "What is this?"
"Something to prevent us from having a property dispute."
Song Yujia looked over suspiciously, pointed at the words and said speechlessly: "You think I can't read if you want to transfer such a large amount of shares? I don't want it."
Fu Zhun pretended to be embarrassed and sighed, "Baby, you don't know, if I don't have children, the old man will have a few illegitimate children to seize my power. Originally, I would feel at ease leaving these shares with you. Now if you don't want to, I will think of a way."
Song's father coughed a few times and felt thankful that Song Yujia would not frame him like Fu Zhun did. It was a bit pitiful for Mr. Fu. He would give him something good to replenish his kindness and show some consolation if he had the chance.
"What?!"
Song Yujia couldn't believe it. Mr. Fu is already over 70 years old. How can he still do this? Huh? Huh?
Seeing that Fu Zhun didn't seem to be joking, he snatched the pen and was about to sign, muttering, "Fu Qichen is really useless."
Fu Jun watched the man sign his name with satisfaction, checked it again, and handed the document to Song's father, "Uncle, it's safer to keep this document with you."
Song Yujia thought for a moment, thinking that Fu Zhun was probably afraid that his father would hire someone to steal it, so he nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, yes, Dad, you have to keep it well."
When Song's father saw what was written in the contract, he was a little shocked for a moment, as he saw that Fu Zhun would transfer 40% of Fu's shares to Song Yujia out of the 70% he owned.
"Dad, Mom, I am serious about Jia Jia."
Song's father nodded, and only then did he realize that Fu Zhun was a capable person.
After hearing Fu Zhun's change of heart, Song's mother immediately went back to her room to get the change of heart fee. Song Yujia looked at the thick stack of money, which also included a bank card, and her eyes lit up.
Fu Zhun accepted it with a smile, and then put it into Song Yujia's hand. Song's mother tapped Song Yujia's forehead and said, "You kid, are you short of money or something? Why are you so obsessed with money now?"
"Hey, mom, I love you."
The two of them sat in the car on the way home, Song Yujia tilted her head and looked at Fu Zhun with a smile.
"What's wrong, baby?"
"You are so handsome, husband."
The tips of Fu Zhun's ears turned red.
"Honey, why is your heart beating so fast? Are you also suffering from sinus tachycardia?"
"Yes, Dr. Song, do you have any medicine that can cure me?"
The sexy voice hit Song Yujia's eardrums, and Song Yujia shouted in her heart: Oh no, Fu Zhun has learned the real stuff!
"Then let me feel your heart and feel if you are nervous."
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