[Cute baby + refreshing article + scumbag abuse + stand-in + running with the ball + chasing his wife in the crematorium]
After three years of marriage, Su Nianhuo has become a joke in Beijing circles.
She is Fu Yan's substitute for the deep white moonlight, a tool that comes and goes when he summons her.
He never touched her, never smiled at her, never acknowledged her identity in public.
She thought that as long as she was good and sensible enough, he would see her one day.
Until Bai Yueguang returned home, he personally told the woman: "She is just my wife, you are my life."
Su Nian smiled.
She walked up to Fu Yanshen and slapped the pregnancy test form and the divorce agreement on the table: "Young Master Fu, the tool man also needs to take a vacation. I will take care of the child, and we will not owe each other anything from now on."
As soon as these words came out.
The aloof Fu Yanshen panicked for the first time.
He grabbed her wrist with red eyes: "Su Nian, do you dare to leave?!"
She opened his fingers one by one and looked back with a smile: "Mr. Fu, you can't stop me."
Later, word spread throughout the city that the living king of hell in the Fu family was crazy.
He rejected the tens of billions project and looked for a woman all over the world.
He knelt at the door of her house for three days and three nights, just to beg her to open the door once.
He cornered her in the corner, his voice hoarse like a trapped animal: "Niannian, if you look at other men, I will kiss you right here."
Su Nian held a smaller version of him and said calmly: "Mr. Fu, please respect yourself. My son is still watching."
He lowered his head and looked at the face that looked exactly like his own.
"Boom!"
The dignified CEO of the Fu family knelt down on one knee.
"Honey, come home with me."
