Chapter 1596

But he didn't dare to say it directly. Wang Jianhui opened a bottle of wine and said to Yin Haoyu, "Mr. Yin, why don't I have a drink with you?"

Yin Haoyu glanced at him, took the wine cup from Wang Jianhui and drank it.

A glass of wine soon got to the bottom, and Wang Jianhui poured another one for him.

After three cups, Yin Haoyu and Wang Jianhui became brothers.

Wang Jianhui grinned with satisfaction.

After that, he had a close relationship with Yin Haoyu, so he was not afraid that the company had no business

Fu Ancheng got into the car with the silent Tang Ziyuan. Looking at her indifferent appearance, Fu Ancheng flattered and said, "don't be angry. I'm really just worried about you. The last kidnapping incident has just passed. Who knows if they will do it again? If something happens, what can you do with Kangkang and me?"

At the mention of Kangkang, Tang Shiwan compromised.

She turned her head and looked at Fu An Cheng's handsome face in the dim light of the car. She sighed a little, "forget it, I don't know what you think."

Fu Ancheng gently put his hand on Tang aster's stomach and rubbed it back and forth.

He said in a low voice, "I hope we can have a daughter with this baby and look as beautiful as you."

Tang Shiwan patted off his restless hand and said shyly, "do you think your daughter is your daughter? Why are you so overbearing? "

Fu Ancheng has the final say, "of course, what kind of seed I have sowed is my final rule."

This time Tang aster's face is more red, she mumbles shyly: "no shape."

She turned her face and looked out at the retreating streetscape. In her mind, there was an image of a little girl. In fact, she also hoped that this baby would be a little girl and a lively girl. At that time, she hoped that Kangkang could see her sister and gradually become cheerful.

Kangkang didn't have a rest when they got home. When they saw them coming in and putting away their toys, they said to them faintly, "I went upstairs to sleep."

Although the child didn't say anything, Tang aster knew that the child was waiting for them to come back. As soon as she was warm, she quickly stepped forward, held him in her arms, and whispered in his ear, "will mother sleep with you tonight and tell you a story?"

Young children pause for a while, he said faintly: "naive."

Tang Ziyuan thought he didn't agree, and his shoulder relaxed, but then he heard Kangkang say, "it's up to you."

Tang aster's heart is like eating honey.

The child is getting better and better. I hope his other personality will never appear.

In order to tell Kangkang a story, Tang Ziyuan went to read several books that boys like.

Kangkang heard her speak very fluently, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes. He asked curiously, "Mom, when did you read this book?"

Tang aster's lips pursed slightly, and her whole body seemed to radiate the brilliance of maternal love.

"Mom had seen it when you were at school."

"Mom, can you tell me the story of your childhood?"

Kangkang suddenly came up with such a sentence. Tang Ziyuan was stunned. This is the first time that Kangkang wants to understand other people's world.

Of course, she was very happy. The gate of memory immediately opened and told Kangkang the story of her childhood.

Slowly the child fell asleep, Fu Ancheng has been standing at the door, looking at all this from beginning to end, very satisfied.

His beloved woman, his son, and his unborn child were all living in peace around him. He felt that there was nothing happier than that.

But he suddenly thought of the danger hidden in the dark, and gritted his teeth to think: if you dare to destroy my happiness, I will let you repay thousands of times.

If anyone dares to hurt a cold hair of Tang aster, he must make that person dare not be a human again.

Tang Ziyuan coaxes Kang Kang to sleep and takes a bath first. When she returns to her bedroom, she sees that Fu Ancheng is still on the phone. She quietly walks over and hugs him from behind.

Fu Ancheng light in front of the mobile phone that end of the people said: "first so, hang up."

Tang aster looked at his bushy eyebrows and asked in a sorry voice, "did I disturb you?"

Fu Ancheng shook his head, "you never disturb me." After that, he raised his hand to pay Tang aster's hair,

the slightly curly tip swept his palm, making him feel a little itchy.

He picked up the Tang aster, gently put it on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and then lay down from her side. Tang Ziyuan said: "Kangkang, I think he is much better these days, especially today when he asked me the story of my childhood. I think he began to accept the outside world."

Fu Ancheng nodded, "yes, the doctor said that when he is no longer completely enclosed in his heart, his other personality will gradually disappear, which shows that he is getting better and we should be happy for him."Fu An Cheng gently stroked Tang aster's face and felt a trace of moisture.

"Why are you crying? Don't cry. It's not good for children. " He gently wiped the tears from Tang's face and held her in his arms.

"Fu Ancheng, when my baby is born, let's go on a trip together. It will certainly help Kangkang to see more of the outside world."

"Good." Fu Ancheng said.

But he said in his heart: aster, don't worry. When I get rid of all the people and things that are dangerous to you, I will take you out. Wherever you want to go, I will accompany you.

A touch of firmness flashed in his eyes, which was a strong sense of protection for his beloved.

Fu Ancheng and Tang aster are feeling the warmth at the moment, but Zhu Kexin is suffering from the disease.

Zhu Kexin left everything on the ground and smashed it to pieces. The servants didn't dare to come near her. They just called out: "madam, madam."

They tried to wake her up in this way, but it was of no use at all. Her mania seemed to be getting worse.

Zhu Kexin smashed the mobile phone at the servant who called her, and it happened to hit the servant's head, and the bright red blood was left without warning.

Zhu Kexin saw the emerging blood and laughed excitedly. She cried out: "Tang aster, you are dying at last. Ha ha, you are bleeding."

The servant didn't dare to go down to bandage the wound, and didn't dare to go forward. He had to stand in the same place and look at the crazy woman. He kept cursing in his heart. Go to die and jump down from the upstairs like a butterfly.

Ji Wuming was working in his study when he heard the servant's anxious knock on the door.