Chapter 8
Fu Qing added, “Thirty-five seconds.”
He observed Jiang Yao’s attire numerous times, and his face turned black.
The upper body is covered by a coat, while the lower body is dressed in a thin hospital gown pants.
Fu Qing eagerly awaits turning Jiang Yao into a cicada every day so he can relax.
Jiang Yao was in fact like a cicada a few days ago. Her body was dressed in layers on the left and right, a heavy woolen hat was fastened on her head, and a scarf encircled her neck. It was excessively stuffy.
Jiang Yao was therefore quite keen to go and take a breath. Today, Fu Qing requested fewer than 10 minutes of breather time. Fu Qing discovered that the woman had been downstairs for more than 20 minutes based on the location, nevertheless.
Jiang Yao’s name is always yelled out by Fu Qing when he gets irate. Normally, he would refer to his wife as “baby.”
“Didn’t you have a meeting in the west of the city?” Jiang Yao asked
Fu Qing was only a few miles away in the west of the city, approximately 20 kilometers from the hospital, which was in the east of the city. Jiang Yao noticed that Fu Qing was carrying a cake that was unmistakably from the city’s western district. There was only this brand’s cake store.
Jiang Yao casually mentioned her desire to have this particular brand of cake yesterday. When Fu Ying arrived, Fu Qing was furious and preparing to drag Jiang Yao upstairs.
“It’s not chilly outside today, the second brother. What’s the great problem if Jiang Yao hasn’t emerged to breathe for however long?”
“Wow, I haven’t had this brand of cake in a while, brother,” Fu Ying said as she noticed the cake in Fu Qing’s hand.
Fu Qing gave the cake to the babysitter after Fu Ying had done speaking and asked her to send it upstairs.
Fu Ying rolled his eyes and sneered. Jiang Yao’s lower body was wrapped in Fu Qing’s suit coat, which he had removed and secured with the coat’s buttons around her.
Female fans couldn’t stop watching the connection between Jiang Yao and Fu Qing because they thought it was so lovely. Jiang Yao was once more enclosed in rumors as a result.
“Wow, that’s the woman who gave birth to three children in a row to a rich young master.”
“Men treat her well,”
“Yes, it doesn’t really matter whether a man marries me if he is so kind to me.”
All of a sudden, compliments started to flow again. Jiang Yao could hardly make out the female admirers’ talk.
Su Yang’s recent disparaging remarks were retracted by Fu Qing’s action.
“What is that?”
Fu Qing noticed the cup of watermelon juice drink on the table after wrapping Jiang Yao’s body.
Jiang Yao didn’t even move or take a gulp of liquid.
Fu Qing grabbed the beverage and said, “Who drank this?”
“It’s the drink I requested for Jiang Yao,” Fu Ying remarked. “She hasn’t come out to breathe for a long time, which will make her feel refreshed.”
Refreshed? Hearing these four words, Fu Qing’s forehead smoked, and his anger rushed up at once.
He raised his drink glass and attacked Fu Ying’s head, buttoning a whole cup of drink on Fu Ying’s head.
“Ah!” Fu Ying howled loudly, “second brother! Second brother!”
She stamped her feet back and shook her head hard, but she couldn’t escape.
“Is it refreshing enough?” Fu Qing said coldly, “give watermelon juice to people who haven’t given birth.” With that, he turned around, bent down, hugged Jiang Yao in his arms, and left.
In humiliation, Fu Ying was only able to shake her head and stomp her feet.
Many individuals were interested in this issue, and some of them watched the entire drama. It’s not at all appropriate to request watermelon juice for people in confinement.
But Fu Qing also exhibits some irritable conduct.
That is how the book’s protagonist is shaped. Fu Qing comes out as highly immature and agitated in contrast to the hero Fu Feng, who is cool, collected, and funny.
Fu Qing has a good look. Jiang Yao was wrapped around the man’s neck as she lay in Fu Qing’s arms, grabbing everyone’s attention.
“Fu Qing, I didn’t drink watermelon juice. Even if Fu Ying didn’t do it properly, you shouldn’t be so grumpy.” Jiang Yao said to the man, “because irritable emotions will affect Qi.”
“Good Fortune?” Fu Qing’s handsome face looked at Jiang Yao, “I’m not lucky now, only angry.”
Soon someone uploaded a short video: ‘the second young master of the Fu family splashed the head of his sister with watermelon juice to protect his beloved woman?’
In her complaint, Fu Ying also expressed her displeasure with her parents and older brother.
Good Fortune is impacted by irritable feelings and actions, and impulse is to blame for turning Fortune around. Jiang Yao can still clearly recall such a depiction from the book.
Therefore, So when you encounter something, you’d better calm down and make a decision after three seconds. However, calmness is easy to say and difficult to do. Fu Qing put Jiang Yao on the bed, still angry.’
Soon, Fu Qing received a call from Mrs. Fu.
“Fu Qing, how can you treat your sister like that! She is your own sister!”
“Jiang Yao is also my own wife.” Fu Qing went back.
Let people who have not given birth drink watermelon juice, Fu Qing felt that such a sister must be educated.
“In your eyes, there is only Jiang Yao in your heart, isn’t it?” Mrs. Fu said angrily, “well, from tomorrow on, you won’t participate in the bidding for the land of Xicheng science and technology building!” Then she hung up the phone.
Fu Qing didn’t know that at this time, he and his wife went on a hot search again.
Downstairs. Fu Ying found a place to wash her hair and returned to the nanny’s car with her hair scattered and plain face facing the sky.
At this time, Su Yang and Muslong finished filming, waiting for Fu Ying to leave together.
Fu Ying said angrily, “why am I so unlucky recently? Everything is not going well, and I was bullied by my second brother!”
Su Yang advised her, “since ancient times, good and bad things have depended on each other. Don’t be so depressed.”
Someone called Muslong, so he let Fu Ying let go first. In Su Yang’s nanny vehicle, she drove off.
Fu Ying whispered to Su Yang in the vehicle.
“Recently, I heard some rumors about Muslong, saying that he was secretly married and had children…”
Su Yang looked at Fu Ying with some surprise, “do you believe it?”
Fu Ying’s expression was very embarrassed, “I don’t know. I feel strange in my heart, so I’m talking to you.”
Su Yang thought for a few seconds. She did know that some metaphysics would accumulate good luck, but she had no divine calculation skills, and could not predict the future and judge the quality of human nature.
After a while, Su Yang said, “people still need to think in a positive direction, so that the chance of luck will increase. Since you choose Muslong, you should trust him first.”
Fu Ying listens to Su Yang very much, because Su Yang is a lucky existence, and there are always good things where she is.
“Su Yang, you’re right, believe it now that you’ve chosen! It must be those crazy fans who are fabricating stories and don’t want Mulrong to marry me, she grinned, “Yes, how can I listen to Jiang Yao’s unfortunate words? It’s absolutely ludicrous… Su Yang, you’re right, I’ll believe what you’ll say!”
“What did Jiang Yao say?” Su Yang asked.
“No, it’s nothing. She crazy is always attempting to get Junjun and Xiaoxi onto her side lately. In her dreams!” After hearing this, Su Yang smiled as pale as a chrysanthemum and looked down at the script in her hand.
