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There were originally two quilts on the bed, and the two of them covered each other without disturbing each other.

But when he wanted to rub her belly, it was inconvenient to hold things between her, so the extra quilt was thrown aside. His palms were broad and warm, close to her abdomen, and had a massage effect, which was much easier to use than warming a baby.

If it wasn't for the man's breath getting hotter and hotter later, it wouldn't be bad to sleep next to each other all night. She moved forward, keeping a safe distance.

"Does it still hurt?" The voice behind him was hoarse.

"Much better, go to bed early."

"...Yeah."

After surviving the pain for the first two days, when she got up the next day, she felt refreshed. When she looked back, she was very surprised.

The man who usually goes out for a morning jog at this hour on weekdays hasn't gotten up yet.

She reached out and touched her forehead. Her temperature was normal, but it was strange that she had dark circles under her eyes even though she slept very early.

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"Zhongqiao!"

Chen Bihua called to her, and the expression on her face broke for a moment.

She didn't expect that Zhong Qiao would reject her. If she couldn't do this, she would really become a joke in the wealthy circle.

Zhong Qiao turned around with a confused expression, "Mom, what are you calling me for?"

Chen Bihua forced out a stiff fake smile and said word by word, "I told you to sign your name for me."

"Hiss. " ——My hand hurts so much."

Zhong Qiao frowned, as if he couldn't bear the pain. Chen Bihua almost believed it, if she hadn't squinted for a long time before finding the scabbed wound the size of a sesame seed.

Zhong Qiao: "Also, there have been a lot of people selling autographs online at high prices recently. I can't encourage this trend."

Chen Bihua's facial muscles trembled twice in anger, "My sisters are all respectable people. Do you think they will look at it?" "

The high price tag is just an excuse. Zhong Qiao doesn't really think so. These rich ladies probably want her autograph because of her relationship with Fu Yanchen and want to flatter her. Since they are not fans, then There is no need to sign so many.

She raised her eyebrows, carefully raised her right hand, and signed three pieces.

Chen Bihua: I really can't stand this exaggerated and pretentious look.

"But I'm not an unreasonable person. Your friend asked me for an autograph. No matter how my hand hurts, I still have to give him face. Three is enough, no more..." Zhong Qiao sighed lovingly, "My hand can't stand it."

Chen Bihua: ...

[Host, it turns out you still have such a white lotus side. 】

Zhong Qiao smiled, a professional actor for ten years, I have whatever look you want.

Chen Bihua looked bored and immediately drove away after getting the signed photo.

After Zhong Qiao left, Chen Bihua sat on a chair and planned the whereabouts of the three signed photos. Before, he was just thinking about winning face, but when he came to his senses, he thought it would be better to only sign three photos.

Rare things are more valuable, and giving out autographed photos like real cabbage actually downgrades the quality.

She asked the driver to deliver the signed photos one by one according to the address she gave.

Li Fen was overjoyed to receive one of the three signed photos.

On the one hand, he found out Mrs. Fu's identity, but on the other hand, there was a little selfishness.

With Mrs. Fu's signature at home, people who don't know the truth will think that their family has a close relationship with the Fu family, which invisibly benefits them.

She searched for some information about Mrs. Fu on the Internet, hoping to learn more about her so that she would have something to talk about when they met at various banquets in the future.

Being idle and bored again, I asked someone to inquire about the jewelry that Fu Dong had taken abroad. It turned out to be true, it was a drop-shaped diamond necklace that was leaked from the British royal family.

The transaction price was 3.3 million euros.

Li Fen was a little jealous. Chen Bihua was really lucky to have such a promising son.

However, why do I think I have seen this necklace somewhere?

She clicked on the photo of Mrs. Fu attending the event yesterday, her eyes fell on the necklace Mrs. Fu was wearing, and she instantly realized that it was the same necklace!

At this moment, Li Fen burst into laughter and burst into tears. Chen Bihua really... would provide them with fun.

In the evening, several sisters made an appointment to play mahjong.

She came a step late, and except for her, the other six people were here. Tonight they were playing mahjong from the Shonan region. Those who were not at the mahjong table were eating desserts and chatting on the sofa.

"It turns out that Mrs. Fu is Zhong Qiao, she is really a big star. I am still following her drama recently. Her acting is so good."

Chen Bihua smiled and said in a familiar tone, "She is just acting for fun. Let's pass the time."

The other three said, "Just be humble. People in the entertainment industry are all beautiful women. You are lucky to have such a daughter-in-law."

Looking at Chen Bihua's proud look, Li Fen chuckled. She casually chatted with several other sisters who were not playing mahjong, "I heard that Fu Dong made more than 20 million yuan in jewelry abroad."

The sisters laughed at her, "You are really old and you have no memory. Okay, what else have you heard? I just heard from Chen Bihua yesterday that this was a birthday gift given to her by Fu Dong."

Li Fen looked surprised, "But how did I hear that Fu Dong gave her jewelry? To Mrs. Fu."

Chen Bihua's smile froze on her face.

The other people rolled their eyes, their eyes full of excitement. Thinking about it carefully, something is indeed wrong. According to Chen Bihua's temperament, if he really received such a gift, he should wear it to show off to them today. Even if he didn't wear it, it would be a disguised invitation to them to come home to watch it.

Everyone's silence made the expression on Chen Bihua's face become increasingly ugly.

Li Fen watched Chen Bihua's expression with great interest.

Interesting, so interesting.

In the past few decades, she and Chen Bihua have been secretly comparing each other. She was teased by Chen Bihua for many years, and it was not until she married Lao Li that things got better.

Now, Chen Bihua wants to use Fu Dong to suppress her, but that doesn't even consider whether the relationship between mother and son is enough.

Who doesn't know that Chen Bihua abandoned her husband and son?

Li Fen said casually, "Of course, it may be that I am old and have a bad memory, but it doesn't matter. You will know this kind of thing after a little research."

After watching the excitement, the superficial harmony still needs to be maintained. Chen Bihua sat opposite Mrs. Fu said, "Come on, let's continue playing mahjong."

After returning home, Chen Bihua tossed the bag in her hand and sat on the sofa with a gloomy face.

Fu Chengping turned down the TV sound, "What's wrong?"

"It's not Li Fen." She didn't know where she got the news, but she didn't feel confident about it either, so she could only go home holding in her anger.

"Oh." When he heard about the sister group, Fu Chengping reacted lightly and continued to watch TV.

Chen Bihua turned off the TV, "Oh! Stop watching TV. Go and find out something for me."

Fu Chengping showed a hint of impatience, "What's going on again? I didn't tell you that this sister group of yours should just be renamed the Comparison Group."

"Don't worry, you can ask someone to check for me first. I heard that Yanchen is here A set of jewelry was photographed abroad. Send someone to check if it is genuine. I want to know the result within two hours. "

Chen Bihua actually didn't believe that Fu Yanchen would photograph a million-dollar jewelry. Although her eldest son is not short of money, he is not the kind of man to spend money on women. Go check it out, just to be sure. If there is no such thing, let's see how she slaps that bitch Li Fen in the face.

As long as she found out that there was no auction record for Fu Yanchen, she could choose one of the anonymously auctioned jewelry and forge it, and only tell the public that it was her son who took the anonymous photo. Let's see who keeps talking about it.

Two hours later... Chen Bihua's eyes widened in disbelief, "Are you sure the information is correct?"

Fu Chengping frowned, "This information is public, and Fu Yanchen is not a very popular name, how could there be a mistake? "

"He must have taken it for someone else," Chen Bihua thought to comfort herself.

Fu Chengping glanced at her, disgusted with her petty words, "Tens of millions of jewelry is excessive for our family, but for some top wealthy families, spending tens of millions is no different than thousands. Fu Yan Chen alone can't lose to these top wealthy families. When did your vision become so narrow?"

Chen Bihua gritted her teeth and accepted the reason. The eldest son gave her tens of thousands of pieces of jewelry and then turned around and gave it to him. It is still a bit difficult for my daughter-in-law to give her tens of millions of dollars in jewelry.

After thinking about it carefully, she snorted coldly, "What do you know? Take you as an example. You use a fishing rod worth tens of thousands of yuan, and you still bargain for a few yuan when buying bait. This has nothing to do with more money and less money. It doesn't matter, it's a matter of personal habits. As my eldest son, I know that he has never had the habit of spending money randomly since he was a child.

"Okay, what you said makes sense." Fu Chengping shrugged, not bothering to argue. If you don't have time, it's better to catch more fish.

On the other side, Zhong Qiao was reading a bedtime story to Fu Jiawen.

She and Fu Yanchen had a clear division of labor. Fu Yanchen studied for three days and she studied for four days. She had to fight for the extra day.

It's amazing to say that she never felt annoyed by reading stories. On the contrary, she found it very therapeutic. Looking at the delicate and handsome baby, she said, "How about mommy sleeps with you tonight?"

The baby is still young now. They can still sleep together, but they won't be able to when they grow older, so Zhong Qiao cherishes his age group.

Fu Jiawen's eyes lit up and he almost agreed, but then he remembered Deng Jiao's words and shook his head seriously, "I'm already a big kid. I don't need my parents to sleep with me. Mom, go back quickly, dad is waiting for you.

" Qiao: ...

She hesitates and still wants to stay here longer.

Ever since Fu Yanchen rubbed her belly that night, the other quilt disappeared quietly. They were all adults, and some things were tacitly understood.

It was already autumn, and it was warm for the two of them sleeping next to each other, but... thinking of the scorching heat that I had unintentionally felt two nights ago, I wanted to escape.

Her period was almost over today. She was eager for Fu Yanchen's body and felt that being a real couple would help them complete their mission.

but! After all, she had never done anything real, so she was still a little bit nervous... both looking forward to it and nervous at the same time.

She turned her legs just after stepping out of the room and sat down on the bedside. "Jiawen, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Fu Jiawen thought for a while and shook his head.

Zhong Qiao began to speak slowly.

"Oh! There's more!"

Zhong Qiao's eyes lit up, "What else?"

"Mom, will you go to grandma's house for dinner at the family dinner tomorrow night?"

Zhong Qiao wanted to say casually, but then he thought of those random kids on the Internet. , she felt that this could not be the case and that children should be trained to be independent from an early age.

She asked, "Do you want me to go?"

"Yes!" Fu Jiawen's eyes were bright. He wanted to stay with his mother all the time.

Zhong Qiao smiled, "Okay, I'll go then."