ears she has only been busy making money and finding people to recover evidence. The focus she put on her children was pitifully little!"Okay, Mommy's not leaving," Xu Qinghuan touched his hair and lo...Chapter 802: As Long as Your Dad Doesn't Get Slapped in the Face and Below.
The first person that Xu Qinghuan could think of was Fu Yanshi.
But I told him not to send flowers.
So she still cautiously asked, “Was there any mention of who sent this”
"That wasn't said, you should ask him yourself."
The flowers were too heavy, Mr. Anbao just put them on the ground and left.
Xu Qinghuan got up and rummaged through the rose bouquet, but she couldn't find anything like a card in the end.
This is more difficult!
No one claimed the flowers sent to her phone, Xing Xue hadn't arrived yet, it couldn't be her! The only person who had mentioned this topic recently was Fu Yan shi, could it be him
Xu Qinghuan wanted to ask, but it was already late at night in New York!
Besides, if it was sent by Fu Yan Shi, he should tell him himself when he woke up tomorrow, or he could just ask Lin Secretary.
She exerted every ounce of her strength to move the bouquet aside.
Could this be that Ms. Lin gathered the flowers prepared for each project manager and sent them all to herself
If I take it home after work today, there'll probably be a thread about me on the forum.
......
Today Zhou Sizhe doesn't have work and doesn't need to go to the company, so they decided to go back to Fu's house together.
Anyway, the knife will fall sooner or later. It's better to get it over with and stop worrying.
The closer she got to her parents' neighborhood, the more anxious and short of breath Fu Jiajia became. Her palms were sweating profusely.
"Are you ready to take a beating"
Fu Jiagia whispered, even though there were only the two of them in the car.
"Well, as long as your dad doesn't get slapped in the face and his downstairs area is okay." Zhou SZe could still laugh now, that was just him forcing himself to relax.
The two elders definitely have grudges to vent, and Fu Jiajia is also pregnant. They can't let them go after her, so Zhou SZE has to sacrifice himself!
Today he deliberately wore a thicker layer, thinking that if he came a few whacks it should alleviate some of the pain.
"I'm afraid my dad will kill you."
"It shouldn't be possible, right" Zhou Szz reached out and touched her small belly, which was still flat now. "Would our parents really let their grandchild become an heir to the family property"
Fu Jiajia rolled her eyes. “You still have the mood to laugh.”
"What can we do then Will crying make our parents feel better"
"...."
Fu Jiajia was too lazy to bicker with him, she leaned her head against the car window and sighed.
"Alright! If you're really that nervous, why don't you wait in the car I'll go up alone. I'll handle all the bloodshed myself, and then I'll let you come in, okay"
Fu Jiajia looked at him, "Are you serious"
Zhou Sizhe nodded vigorously, "Of course! Although I know my wife will definitely stand with me—"
"Then you go up yourself."
"..."
"I really can't bear to face my parents! Just thinking about it is terrifying!" Fu Jiajia wailed, looking up. "In their eyes, this is still the same as breaking up with you! And today not only did I bring you back, but I also have to tell them that I'm pregnant!"
Oh, God, could you please just push back the progress bar of my life a little bit and skip this part
But even though I was scared, the car arrived at the building downstairs.
Fu Jiajia though got off the car, but still seriously considering the feasibility of not going up with Zhou Sizhe.
Before the two of them could reach a consensus, they heard Fu's father's voice coming from behind them.
"Jiajia"
"......"
Fu Jiajia was taken aback.
Zhou Szz was even more like he had been shot! He stiffly raised his hand like a puppet, waving it and saying, "Dad, hi! What a coincidence..." to speak, "Is there any difficulty in the recovery"She's afraid that even B7 says it can't be recovered!"Of course, you should have said it earlier." B7 sounded like she was always on edge, her tone...