Fu Hanchuan returned home late on that day. After dinner, Su Xiang sat on the ground and played with cards with Fu Ying.

In the past, if he wanted to work overtime or go out for social activities, he would call her, but since the two of them had only notified Song's mother.

Every time Su Xiang pointed to a picture, Fu Ying could accurately say what was on the card and speak English.

The two were still in a cold war, so when Fu Hanchuan put two big boxes at her feet, she was stunned for a moment and looked up at him.

"If you think the gift is suitable, you will eat it yourself. If you don't, you will give it to someone."

After saying that, he sat down on the sofa, pulled his tie loose, and his face was exhausted.

Su Xiang picked up one of the big boxes and looked at it. Fu Ying was also very interested. She lay on her legs and stretched her arms to look at it.

"I want, what?"

The exquisite gift box was pulled open, and the bird's nest, floral shark fins were neatly arranged in three grids. It was a combination suit. Su Xiang frowned slightly and turned her head to look at Fu Hanchuan.

What customer is giving him these?

Although Fu Hanchuan's married identity is known to the whole city, in the eyes of the world, her Mrs. Fu is equivalent to nothing.

Fu Ying looked curious, grabbed a bird's nest with his little hand and placed it on his little head as a hat, grinning at her: "Mom, hat."

Su Xiang was amused by him, so she picked up her phone and took a few photos of him. Fu Hanchuan sat and watched them play, her cold expression showed signs of softness.

After taking a shower, Su Xiang uploaded the photos on her phone to the computer.

The hard drive of this computer contains all the photos of Fu Ying. From his new birth to now, it has been available every day. Su Xiang has posted dates on each photo. If it is a special day, he will write a few more words.

In two years, the little guy's face was slowly growing, becoming more and more like Fu Hanchuan, his eyes, eyebrows, nose, lips, and only his ears looked like her. His round earlobes. If you look closely, there was a very small mole on it, red.

Fu Hanchuan stood behind her at some point, looked at her computer, but his eyes were attracted by other things on her desk.

He picked it up and looked at it. It was filled with Chinese medicine. Thinking of what Qiao Ying said, he asked her calmly: "What is this?"

Su Xiang took a look and typed directly on the computer: medicine to enhance body immunity.

Fu Hanchuan's eyes flashed slightly, and she was sure that she would not tell the truth to him. He brought the medicine to her: "Why didn't you see you drink?"

I bought the medicine, but Su Xiang regretted it after buying it.

If she is really weak and stressed, then what should I do if she takes this medicine and treats her body and gets pregnant?

It is impossible for her to really put Fu Hanchuan in the hospital for a physical examination...

She glanced secretly at his lower abdomen, but she unexpectedly caught him by Fu Hanchuan. Fu Hanchuan's face darkened and he called Song's mother over.

"Go and help your wife heat up the medicine. Remember to watch her finish drinking every day."

Mother Song agreed and didn't dare to ask too much, so she hurriedly carried the big bag of medicine out.

...

Su Xiang was so bitter that she was frowning with the Chinese medicine. Fu Hanchuan was half lying on her bed and brushing her iPad. He glanced at her, curled the corners of his lips slightly, picked up the water cup and drank it, and his eyes fell back to the screen.

After Su Xiang finished drinking the medicine, her little face wrinkled, and she quickly took a piece of Fu Ying's fruit candy to suppress the bitter taste.
Chapter completed!