If Fu Sui was like an orphan before going abroad, he was like an orphan, then in those years he was abroad, he was more like a lonely man.

Old Mrs. Fu died when he was a teenager, and Old Mr. Fu passed away after he went abroad. After that, no one dared to take care of him and could control Fu Cheng.

In such an environment, Zhou Jing took his son and moved into the Fu family openly with the support of Fu Cheng, becoming the second Mrs. Fu, the person in charge of the Fu family in the eyes of outsiders.

On this basis, Zhou Jing lived much happier than Sui Ran at that time.

In the relationship between wealthy families, the ones that are fighting for wealth are the family wealth, and the confidence comes from the relationship between husband and wife and the degree of care of the other party.

Even if everyone knows that Zhou Jing is the mistress between Fu Cheng and Sui Ran, she is well deserved to be the central figure of the stars in any occasion, and anyone will flatter her wherever she goes.

At that time, Fu Sui had already had his own stable connections and sources of information. No matter how indifferent he was, news about these people was still passed into his ears.

Even though Fu Cheng played around with Wan Kang, who openly promoted his illegitimate son to the position shortly after Mr. Fu left, Fu Sui couldn't cause any trouble in his heart.

In recent years, he has never returned to China for traditional family-friendly festivals. When he returned to Fu's house, he has long regarded them as strangers who have nothing to do with each other.

Fu Cheng's decision would not affect him at all. Old Fu had already secretly paved the way for him, just waiting for him to lie dormant abroad and return to China.

How strange it was that he didn't care about his relatives who were blood-soluble in water, but when he looked at the full moon in the sky, he couldn't help but think of the little girl he used to be.

Others like him, either his family background and everything he represents, or he likes all the benefits and benefits he can bring, just that little girl.

In the simple world of children, even likes are simple, without any impurities.

During the years when he was walking alone, whenever the night was late, Fu Sui always comforted himself like this.

It turns out that Fu Sui, who was born without a father and without a mother, also has a sincere love from others.

Even if it just comes from a little little girl who is uninformed, a casual joke.

In the following years, when he was busy expanding overseas markets, he rarely remembered the little girl he had back then.

Fu Zhou was almost a useless person under Fu Cheng for many years. What does Fu Sui need to compete with another useless person?

Even if no one really loves him, Fu Sui, in the future, he will be the one who can meet the stars and the moon will be filled with guests.

As for Fu Zhou, a dog that is a broken family, it is not worth mentioning.

Fu Sui thought he had forgotten.

However, when he saw the tilted back in the Paris Ball report, even if he didn't look at the words below, he still recognized Le Xiangwan at first glance.

Fu Sui faintly moved his heart to marry her.

At that time, he didn't like Le Xiangwan very much, but he subconsciously felt that if his future wife was her, it would be very good.

He would not base the happiness of one woman on the pain of another woman like his father. He would treat her well and make her the only one enviable, Mrs. Fu.

It was probably because the gods really saw him pitiful, and they actually brought Le Xiangwan to him the night he returned to China.

That night, he happened to have dinner with Mr. Fu's senior subordinates at Jiangnan Yan. As he was about to finish, he saw Le Xiangwan walking with an unstable center of gravity on the wall.

At that time, he was in his suit pocket with one hand, and with MSI flames lit at the tip of his fingers. He stood at the end of the corridor and watched quietly, Le Xiangwan, who was less than a hundred steps away from him.

When he held the cigarette to his mouth once, Le Xiangwan dripped his hair away, held the wall and took a small step slowly towards his direction.

Fu Sui stood there, smoking a cigarette slowly, and then watched Le Xiangwan slowly stand one step away from him.

Seeing someone blocking his way, Le Xiangwan slowly looked up and looked at the tall man in suit in front of him with a very slow reaction. After a few seconds, he bent his lips and smiled, revealing his white and neat little teeth.

"You look so good," she lowered her head and was about to get the cell phone in her bag. "Big brother, do you mind if I take a photo?"

After finally meeting such a beautiful person, she would take a photo as a souvenir and take it to Qiao Xining for her to see.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to find a boyfriend, but that so far, no man she has met has happened to be in her aesthetic point.

Fu Sui's name to her was undeniable, and he looked down at the small step between them, and naturally walked up to her.

He should have walked towards her ninety-eight steps, but since she had taken ninety-eight steps, he would have taken the last step and made up ninety-nine.

"Drunk," he heard himself leaning over and asking, his voice as gentle as he had never expected.

He was abroad and had accidentally seen her social signature.

If she likes gentle people, if it is her, Fu Sui feels that she can be gentle, and is exceptionally gentle to his.

"Yeah." Le Xiangwan nodded in a daze, raised his hand and grabbed the corner of Fu Sui's clothes, threw himself into his arms unsteadily, climbed the collar and leaned against his chest, quietly, like a noble Persian cat, rolling his tail lazily.

However, after a few seconds of quietness, she spontaneously rubbed his neck in his arms, and sprayed his sweet breath on his chin like a cross.

Looking at Le Xiangwan, who was half awake and half unconscious, Fu Sui's eyes couldn't help but darken.

He has never been the one who would wrong himself, let alone to her.

That night, with Le Xiangwan's acquiescence, he took advantage of others' danger.

He would marry her as his wife, as he had imagined at the beginning.

"So, Miaomiao," Fu's entourage pulled out of the vortex of memories, looked down at Le Xiangwan, who was sitting on his lap, and looked directly at her, Yun Danfeng smiled softly.

"Even if that's the case, I'm still grateful to them for letting me meet you." He paused and gently touched her hair, "I often wonder if this is God's compensation for me."

Fu Sui spoke easily, but Le Xiangwan listened heavily.

Her encounter with Fu Sui was based on the tragedy of Fu Sui's parents.

If Fu Cheng and Sui Ran were loving and loving at the beginning, there would be no matter between Zhou Jing and Fu Zhou, and naturally there would be no matter where she would be happy later.

Fu Sui will still be the perfect and impeccable person in charge of Wankang, but Mrs. Fu around him may become someone else in the torrent of fate.

Fu Sui's gentleness belongs to others, Fu Sui's favor belongs to others, and Fu Sui's love belongs to others, and Fu Sui won't even look at her with extra glance.

Just thinking about it this way, Le Xiangwan felt a little unable to breathe.

"Yes." Le Xiangwan stared at Fu Sui's eyes, answered the question he had just asked with certainty, raised his hand and put it on Fu Sui's neck and kissed him, "Miaomiao is a gift from God to her husband."

"It's because they don't know the goodness of their husbands. We Suibao must have the love that others have," Le Xiangwan kissed Fu Sui's lips, "Miaomiao and baby will provide for their husbands in the future."

Fu Sui was stunned and didn't understand what Le Xiangwan said.

Regarding the child's issue, they agreed to it from the beginning, and they would not have a child after Le Xiangwan graduated from college.

"Miaomiao regrets it."

As if seeing what Fu Suizai was thinking, Le Xiangwan held his face and gently kissed the corner of his lips, shy but bold, "Miaomiao wants to give birth to a baby for her husband."

Fu Sui is a good husband, and Le Xiangwan has always believed that Fu Suihui is a good father.

She was just an excuse to be afraid of pregnancy and having children, but with Fu around her, those should not be a problem.

Seeing Fu Sui put his palm behind her waist, he only looked at her steadily without any other movements.

Le Xiangwan held back the shyness in his heart and leaned over and bit off the buttons of his shirt, kissed him randomly, and whispered softly as he leaned into his ear.

"Honey, Miaomiao wants you."

Haitang Bay is based on serving the upper class, and its environment and security facilities are naturally first-class.

It was getting late. In addition to the gradually lit up white glazed street lights, there was also the gentle sound of the breeze blowing through the flowers, plants and leaves, and no one could see the vibration of the black Bentley body.

Fu Sui sat in the driver's seat, leaned back against the back of the chair, half-closed his eyes as if he was asleep, but the slightly red corners of his eyes and heavy breathing revealed his emotions at the moment.

The breath in the car was hot, and the big palm resting on Le Xiangwan's waist was more like a fire burning fire, burning all Le Xiangwan's thoughts like wildfire, making her just want to please Fu Sui and make him happy.

When the matter was about to get off, Le Xiangwan was carried out by Fu's entourage in the car, and he only had a coat on his body. He was hot and cold, and he couldn't help but lean on Fu Sui.

On the way to the villa, it started to snow in the sky without warning.

When the snowflakes fell on Le Xiangwan's chest, she didn't think about it and reached out to let the snowflakes fall into her palms. Then she stood up from Fu Sui's arms and put a few small snowflakes on her and Fu Sui's heads.

"Husband." Le Xiangwan was still blushing and his nose was red, but he looked at him with a smile, "It's snowing."

Fu Sui looked down at her and nodded softly.

Although he didn't know what snow was worth her so excited, he responded to her in order to take care of her emotions.

"Look," Le Xiangwan said, and sprinkled a few snowflakes on his head, and Fu Sui couldn't stop her at all. "You and I have snowflakes on our heads, are they all white?"

For some reason, Fu Sui's heart suddenly jumped when he heard her mindless words.

The next second, Le Xiangwan leaned against his shoulder and kissed him happily on the cheek, with a pretty voice.

"Even snowflakes are hinting that we will grow old until we grow old."

"So, Miaomiao will be with you in the future and always with you."

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