One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

Jian Changqing forgot how she left Duan Zhizhu's place, her mind was buzzing, without a clear thought, it was chaotic.

When she got home and realized it, she realized that she must have been tricked by Duan Zhizhu.

Jian Changqing became anxious again, the one who made Duan Zhizhuo play such a big game was definitely not for himself, he must have spoiled the Fu family, so does Fu Nianchen know?
The more she thought about it, the more flustered Jian Changqing became.

She had to spread the news quickly, at least let Fu Nianchen know.

Jian Changqing couldn't bear it anymore, so she immediately took her mobile phone and started looking for Fu Nianchen's contact information, but she was so resolute at the beginning, there was no room for them to redeem each other, so they blocked and deleted them all.

However, even though it was deleted, these numbers were imprinted in her heart. Fu Nianchen's contact information had been changing all these years, she remembered it clearly, and never forgot it.

Jian Changqing pressed the number, but her fingers did not land on the dial button.

How should she speak, and how to say it.

After thinking about it, Jian Changqing finally chose to send a text message instead of dialing.

After editing and double-checking the wording, it was sent.

From the moment the sending was successful, Jian Changqing put the phone aside, not too far away, just like her heart, beating up and down, chaotically, and her eyes were always on the phone , she didn't know what she was waiting for.

Just 1 minute passed, 5 minutes passed, 10 minutes passed...

The phone seemed to be broken, and there was no movement at all.

Jian Changqing didn't hold back, picked up the phone, found out the text message sent, read and read, the number was correct, I don't know if Fu Nianchen received it or not.

Jian Changqing's heart has been hanging, and she can't let it go.

If she didn't receive it, shouldn't she do something?
Jian Changqing started editing the text message again, but only wrote half of it, and then deleted it all.

What if he got it?
What if he received it and just didn't want to reply to himself?

Thinking of this, Jian Changqing's heart sank completely.

This tormenting mood of waiting almost tormented Jian Changqing to the point of collapse.

In the end, Jian Changqing threw away the phone, patted her cheek, and thought, forget it, do something else and divert her attention.

But the moment she turned around, her phone rang.

Jian Changqing hurried over, didn't even look at the incoming call, and answered it directly.

"Hey."

"Changqing, it's me."

At that moment, Jian Changqing was indescribably disappointed.

She was so emotional that she could sense something wrong with Jian Changqing even from a long distance away.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

It was Ning Yixiu who called. He will be back soon, so he called and asked Jian Changqing if he wanted to bring something back on the way tonight.

"No." Jian Changqing adjusted his mood.

"Really?" Ning Yixiu didn't believe it at all, but it was really difficult to get the words out of Jian Changqing's mouth, and it would be even more difficult if she made up her mind.

"It's really fine. You should go home soon. What do you want to eat tonight? I'll do it now." Jian Changqing changed the subject.

"Little Pudding said he wants to eat steamed eggs with shrimps." Ning Yixiu didn't ask, but followed her words.

After saying a few words, Jian Changqing hastily hung up the phone.

Holding the mobile phone, Jian Changqing's mood became more complicated. Just a phone call could test out her sincerity. What she was waiting for was not a text message, but Fu Nianchen.

She misses him, misses him hopelessly.

Jian Changqing clenched the phone tightly, tears just washed down, the more she wanted to escape, the more she knew her feelings for Fu Nianchen.

How could she let go and leave.

But it is self-deception.

Jian Changqing wiped away the tears from her face, adjusted her mood, and went to make dinner.

Ning Yixiu called, he must have received that Little Pudding was rushing back.

It's not difficult to steam eggs with shrimps. Soon Jian Changqing made dinner, and it's ready to eat when people come back.

After looking at a table of dishes, Jian Changqing realized that he didn't check his phone.

She walked over, and then looked at the missed calls on the phone, it was Fu Nianchen's!
It must have been when I was cooking in the kitchen just now, and I didn't hear it.

Then should she call now?

Jian Changqing thought over and over again, but still called. The beeping sound of the phone perfectly matched Jian Changqing's heart rate at this moment.

The phone rang for a long time, until Jian Changqing thought that he would not be picked up, when he heard the answer over there.

"Hey."

Jian Changqing felt a sudden sense of the familiar voice.

"Hey?"

There was another feed over there, and then Jian Changqing's thoughts came back.

"it's me."

He didn't speak over there, as if he was waiting for Jian Changqing to speak.

"Did you see the message I sent you?"

Just finished speaking, a voice came from over there, listen carefully, it was calling Fu Nianchen to go to a meeting.

"I have something to do now, and you will come here to find me in half an hour."

After speaking, the phone hangs up.

Jian Changqing didn't even have time to ask where 'here' is.

But not long after, she received a text message from Fu Nianchen, which only had one address.

Jian Changqing looked at the address written on it but fell into a dilemma, should she go?Since Fu Nianchen called her, does it mean that he has seen the text message?
Then is it necessary for her to go?
The answer came soon, Jian Changqing changed clothes and left a note before going out.

As soon as she left, Ning Yixiu and Little Pudding came back.

Little Pudding looked for Jian Changqing all over the house, but found nothing.

It was Ning Yixiu who saw the note first.

"Hey, where is mom hiding, Uncle Ning, help me find it." Little Pudding was distressed, her mother is too good at hiding, she searched all the places where she could hide, but couldn't find it.

Ning Yixiu passed the note over, "You don't need to look for it, your mother is out, she let us have dinner by ourselves."

"Ah! How could you sneak away by yourself." Little Pudding was unhappy, pouted in frustration.

"It must be something, she said she will be back soon." Ning Yixiu comforted Little Pudding in a gentle voice.

Little Pudding is not an arrogant character. After losing her temper and complaining, she has already excused Jian Changqing in her heart. These days, her mother has been busy with work, and sometimes she would see her mother working when she woke up in the middle of the night. Blame mom.

"But I haven't had a good time with my mother for many days." Little Pudding took out a paper rose from his schoolbag. This is today's handiwork class homework. The teacher also praised her in front of all the children, and told her Really beautiful as a flower.

"She will know what you mean. Maybe your mother will come back soon?" Ning Yixiu was not sure, but he also hoped that Jian Changqing would come back soon.

It's just that they had dinner and even watched TV programs for a long time, and they didn't wait for Jian Changqing.

At this time, Jian Changqing was rushing to the address Fu Nianchen sent her.

She pressed the button for the top floor, and the elevator went all the way up.

As soon as the elevator arrived, Jian Changqing saw someone waiting at the elevator entrance.

"Miss Jane?"

Jian Changqing nodded.

"Please come with me."

This is a restaurant with a half terrace.

Jian Changqing followed the man and saw Fu Nianchen sitting alone with a glass of wine in his hand.

Jian Changqing couldn't tell how she felt when she saw Fu Nianchen again. He sat there alone, haunted by loneliness, which was completely different from the Fu Nianchen she first met.

In the past, he was the proud son of heaven, with a high spirit, no matter where he was, he was an eye-catching scenery, unmatched by anyone.

The current him has the same aura, even worse, but he is more depressed and gloomy.

It made people want to erase the deep gully between his brows.

"Here we come." Fu Nianchen said casually.

Jian Changqing sat down.

"What to drink?" Fu Nianchen asked again.

"Warm water will do."

The person who led the way for Jian Changqing understood, turned around and brought warm water over, and then retreated tactfully.

There were only the two of them on the entire terrace.

Jian Changqing took a sip of water and came out in a hurry, she was indeed a little thirsty now.

Fu Nianchen didn't urge her, just waited quietly beside her.

After one sip, there was only half of the water in Jian Changqing's glass.

Putting down the water glass, Jian Changqing looked up at Fu Nianchen, and happened to meet Fu Nianchen's eyes.

Those eyes were dark and thick, so deep that people couldn't see through them. Once, she thought she could understand what was in these eyes, but now, she couldn't understand again.

"SMS, have you read it?" Jian Changqing lowered her eyes and asked.

"En." Fu Nianchen replied softly, without much ups and downs, just lightly.

"Duan Zhizhu has returned to China. It is very likely that he has been in his plan since I returned to China. He must be after you. Be careful." Jian Changqing reminded her, her tone was obvious Anxiety, and concern for Fu Nianchen.

Fu Nianchen still didn't have much reaction, his eyes were cold and light, just looking at Jian Changqing, it seemed that Jian Changqing was the only one in it, but there was something else deep.

"Is there any more?" Fu Nianchen finally spoke after a while.

Jian Changqing's attitude towards Fu Nianchen couldn't tell what her feelings were, her heart felt like a big rock was pressing down on her, and she felt uncomfortable because of the depression.

She shook her head, "No, I can't ask."

Fu Nianchen did not comment on this.

The two fell into a moment of silence. For the first time, Jian Changqing decided that this kind of silence was tormenting people. She was restless and didn't dare to look at Fu Nianchen's face, so she lowered her head and opened her mouth to try to break the awkward situation.

"how have you been?"

"It's okay, as always." Fu Nianchen's attitude can be called indifferent.

Jian Changqing felt as uncomfortable as if her heart had been pricked by a needle. It shouldn't be like this between them, but what would happen between them?This was obviously what she wanted, but why did her heart hurt so much?
When she saw the dazzling ring on Fu Nianchen's finger, her heart felt like a knife.