【Let's discuss the boss's little wife① group】

【I love little wife】: Ah, I said our boss definitely likes young people, look, she is indeed a little wife, so tender that you can pinch water out of her!

【General Fu is 1.8 meters tall】: Why did the boss bring people to the company? There is no romance at all. In this weather today, shouldn't we have a three-day tour package in bed [Hate iron but not steel.jpg]

【The boss's wife is so beautiful】: Call Secretary Yang! Call Secretary Yang! Are you sure the boss is working? Can General Fu really control himself by leaving such a beautiful boss's wife alone?

【Is Secretary Yang eating sugar today】: Sure! I just went in to deliver the file. One of them sat at the desk and the other sat on the sofa. They were like the Chu River and the Han River, eight feet apart!

【It's over】: Oh, leak! The boss, a workaholic, doesn't worry that his newly acquired wife will run away with a strange man because she is not content with loneliness!

So the name of the group changed from "Discussing the Little Wife" to "The President's Runaway Little Wife".

At 11:30, the workaholic in everyone's mouth led his "runaway little wife" out of the office.

Shen Yunxing saw that everyone's eyes were suddenly looking at him, and he paused, then quietly hid behind Mr. Fu.

Ten seconds later, the elevator door just closed, and everyone in the office exploded instantly.

"Am I seeing things? The boss actually left early!!"

"The boss finally knows the good of love. I am so relieved."

"It's so cute when the little darling wife shyly hides behind the boss. I think I am okay again, but I was born a girl. Sob--"

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Shen Yunxing didn't know that he had the title of "little darling wife" when he first came to the company. At this time, he was holding a pot of warm water and drinking it, with a small blanket with Sponge Baby printed on his legs. The

blue bag in the back seat of the car was filled with plums, biscuits, yogurt, and other small snacks that were good for the body, and it was placed where he could reach it with just a stretch of his hand.

After drinking the water, he took out a plum from his bag and put it in his mouth. He couldn't help but glance at the man who was concentrating on driving beside him.

He didn't know when Mr. Fu asked someone to prepare it. There was no such thing in the car when he came in the morning.

The plums were sour, but Shen Yunxing felt sweet in his heart.

Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at the destination.

The second time the doorman saw Shen Yunxing, he was not as surprised as last time. He respectfully led him into the private room and left in a hurry to do his own thing.

The boy had a weak constitution, so Fu Tingzhou ordered a few tonic dishes.

When the dishes were served, he noticed that the other party's eyes frequently fell on the steamed fish, but he was slow to pick up his chopsticks. He silently helped to pick out the fish bones, and put pieces of white and tender fish meat in the boy's bowl. Seeing the boy eat it bite by bite, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Shen Yunxing ate until he was eight-tenths full. When he looked up, he found that the man had been picking out fish bones for him, and he didn't eat much at all.

He hurriedly protected his own bowl and plate in front of him, and said in a slightly uncomfortable tone: "Mr. Fu, you don't have to do it, I can do it myself."

He blushed a little. Mr. Fu was the baby's other father, but that night was just an accident. His relationship with Mr. Fu was not good enough for him to help pick out fish bones.

He touched his belly, thinking that Mr. Fu must like babies very much, otherwise why would he do so much for a stranger whom he had just met two or three times?

"Mr. Fu, do you like children?" After hesitating for a long time, he couldn't help but ask.

There was a trace of imperceptible worry in the boy's eyes. Fu Tingzhou paused slightly and thought: Is he worried that he doesn't like the baby?

"Yes." He looked at the boy and said.

Shen Yunxing nodded. Mr. Fu really likes children.

He should be happy to hear this answer, but he didn't know why he suddenly felt a little upset. He couldn't eat the food on the plate anymore. He put down his chopsticks and began to sulk.

Fu Tingzhou saw the boy hanging his head and looking very upset, and couldn't help but worry: "What's wrong, is your stomach upset?"

The latter shook his head: "The baby is fine."

He asked again: "What about you?"

Shen Yunxing's body froze suddenly, he looked up at the man, and his depressed mood was instantly comforted by the other party's simple three words.

"I'm fine too." He smiled and said to the man, "The baby and I are fine."

Under the light, the boy's eyes seemed to be filled with fragmented light, clean and transparent, and bright and moving.

On the way back, Shen Yunxing talked to Mr. Fu about the problem of going to school.

In fact, he didn't want to take a leave of absence so early. It was his dream to go to Yunxi School. Now that this dream has finally come true, he can't go to school due to physical reasons. He is so sad.

"Mr. Fu, I promise not to do anything to hurt the baby, so can I delay taking a leave of absence for a few months?"

Shen Yunxing thought the man would not agree, but he nodded in agreement!

"I respect your choice." Fu Tingzhou parked the car downstairs. He tilted his head to look at the excited boy next to him, and said slowly, "You have to promise me one thing too. Don't do anything dangerous."

The latter nodded heavily: "Okay, I promise you!"

"Go back and have a good rest. Don't play games for too long. I will check your game records regularly." Fu Tingzhou said half-jokingly.

"Mr. Fu, I'm already eighteen." Shen Yunxing glanced at the man somewhat embarrassedly.

Playing games until late at night was something he only did when he was a child.

Looking at the shy and embarrassed look of the boy, Fu Tingzhou smiled with curved lips: "Go up, I'll pick you up for dinner in the evening."

"Okay, Mr. Fu, goodbye." Shen Yunxing waved to the man. Five minutes later, he was already home, and the car downstairs turned around and left.

He stood in front of the window and watched the car gradually drive away. He raised his hand and touched his slightly bulging belly. He said with a little sourness in his heart: "Baby, Mr. Fu is gentle and considerate, and he will take good care of you in the future."

In fact, he was only a little sad, but pregnancy would arouse people's emotions. When he thought that his connection with Mr. Fu was only because of the baby in his belly, grievances and sadness followed.

He lay on the sofa, hugging the small blanket that Mr. Fu prepared for him, in a daze, until his phone vibrated and he received a message from Mr. Fu, and his mood instantly improved.

[Mr. Fu]: What do you want to eat tonight? I asked someone to prepare it in advance.

【Dreamer】: You can eat anything, Mr. Fu decides

Shen Yunxing held his phone and repeatedly checked the messages sent by Mr. Fu. He found that men were very strict about text messages. They had to put punctuation marks at the end, and would withdraw and resend messages if there were typos. Even the language they used was very clear.

Mr. Fu was a little strict, but also a little cute.

Thinking of this, a big smile appeared on his face.

When Shen's mother pushed the door open, she saw her son holding a mobile phone with a silly smile on his face. It was obvious that something was wrong.

"Mom? Why are you back at this time?" Ms. Shen suddenly appeared, scaring Shen Yunxing. Although there was nothing shameful, he subconsciously hid his phone behind him.

"Hey, is our Xing'er in love?" Shen's mother joked.

"That's not the case."

Shen Yunxing looked at his mother and thought: We didn't fall in love, but we already have a child. Congratulations, Ms. Shen, you are going to be a grandmother.

Ms. Shen, who is going to be a grandmother, knew nothing about this and even wanted to find a "stepmother" for the baby.

"Xing'er, you are already an adult, and your mother will not stop you from falling in love." Shen's mother blinked at her son, "Is it Zhao Qing'er in your class, or the class beauty next door who has always liked you?"

Shen's mother has a good sister who works in the high school where Shen Yunxing is. During the three years of high school, she often asked her good sister about gossip about her little son. There were even some things that Shen Yunxing himself didn't know, such as the fact that the class beauty next door liked him.

"I don't even know who the class beauty next door is, how can I fall in love with her." He said helplessly.

"That's Zhao Qing'er! She's not bad looking, but I heard from your aunt Wei that she's going to study abroad at the end of the year. Son, long-distance relationships are not good!" Ms. Shen looked at her son worriedly. "

Ms. Shen, please don't make a fuss. Zhao Qing'er has a boyfriend. They agreed to study abroad together."

"Ah, who else could it be?" Shen's mother thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a third person.

"Why does it have to be a girl? Can't it be a boy?" Shen Yunxing half-jokingly tested.

Mother Shen glanced at her younger son, and said coldly, "It's okay if you can bring him back to me. I'll accept a male daughter-in-law."

"Then I'll really find you a male daughter-in-law someday?"

Mother Shen glared at her, "You dare!"

Shen Yunxing's fingers trembled slightly, then she said with a smile, "Ms. Shen, I'm just kidding you. Your son has such excellent genes. It would be a waste if he didn't continue the family line."

"You're so shameless." Mother Shen scolded with a smile, but she felt that her son was right, and she was very proud of her two sons' looks.

"Mom bought your favorite crabs and prawns and will cook them for you tonight."

Shen Yunxing rubbed her mother's shoulders: "Okay, Ms. Shen, you've worked hard."

The mother and son talked for a while, and then Ms. Shen went to the kitchen to prepare the crabs and prawns. Shen Yunxing returned to the bedroom to send a message to Mr. Fu to report the situation.

[Dream Home]: Mr. Fu, I can't go out to eat with you tonight. Ms. Shen wants to show her skills and cook me a big meal.

When Fu Tingzhou received the message, he was sitting in the conference room for a management meeting. He frowned and looked at the director of the marketing department who was explaining above. Just as he was about to express his opinion, the mobile phone on the table lit up. He

lowered his eyes and saw that it was a message from "the child". The air pressure around him dropped suddenly, and his expression became gentle.

The director of the marketing department wiped the sweat off his forehead and got a chance to breathe.

The planning lady sitting on Fu Tingzhou's right stretched her neck to try to peek into the secrets between the boss and his little wife, but she only saw a nickname called "Little Kid". The planning lady was stunned.

Oh my god, they always thought the boss was single, but they didn't expect that he was not only secretly married, but also had a baby!

She leaned sideways, her fingers flying under the table, sharing this shocking secret with many sisters in the group.

[I don't believe in love anymore]: It turns out that what Mr. Tang said is true!

[Shock my whole family]: If that's the case, then my little wife was deceived!

[Hug my little wife]: Bah, scumbag!

[Did my little wife have a baby today?]: Scumbag bs!

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The author has something to say:

"Scumbag" Mr. Fu: First of all, I didn't mess with any of you. Secondly, I didn't mess with any of you. Finally, I didn't mess with any of you (smile)

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