Splendid Rebirth: Good Morning Mrs. Fu

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Afterwards, Fu Xi deeply hooked his lips, his eyes were as cold as ice.

How could he have forgotten that Gu Ninghuan did not hesitate to commit suicide to threaten Grandpa Gu to agree to her request for a hidden marriage.

How could she take the initiative to tell her friends like this.

But why keep their relationship a secret, does this woman find him so shameful?

The breath around Fu Xishen was getting colder and colder, which made Gu Ninghuan's fear more and more intense. Before she could say anything, she saw Fu Xishen get up and leave.

The door of the villa was slammed down by Fu Xishen, Gu Ninghuan's heart trembled, and she buried her head in the sofa. Now she regretted it to death.

Young Madam, it's time to eat. The maid walked up to Gu Ninghuan and said.

Gu Ninghuan nodded, then thought of something, told the maid a few words, and went upstairs to change clothes.

When Fu Xishen returned to the company, the assistant was surprised to see Fu Xishen go and return.

Obviously the president finished work early at noon today and went home. He thought that the president was going to finish dinner with the president's wife at home, but why did he come back so soon.

Before the assistant got up and walked to the president's office, he heard a rhythmic sound of high heels.

Madam President, why are you here? The assistant was a little surprised to see Gu Ning Huan.

Gu Ninghuan held the food box in his hand: I came here to deliver food to Fu Xishen, is he in the office now?

Yes, I will take you in. The assistant stepped forward and said.

Gu Ninghuan thanked softly, the assistant reached out to knock on the door, and heard Fu Xishen say two words in an extremely cold voice.

Otherwise, I'd better not go in. I think Fu Xishen may be in a worse mood when he sees me now. Can I trouble you to give him the lunch box? Gu Ninghuan was still a little scared in his voice, and handed over the lunch box in his hand to the assistant.

The assistant nodded upon hearing this, and pushed the door open to enter.

Gu Ninghuan also turned around and left. It seemed that Fu Xishen was really angry, and the relationship between the two of them finally eased a little bit.

She left a little dejected. She did something wrong today. Even if Fu Xishen was angry, she had no right to say anything.

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President, this is the lunch specially brought by the president's wife. The assistant carefully placed the food box on Fu Xishen's table.

Fu Xishen's fingers, which were flipping through the document, paused slightly, and he said unexpectedly: Gu Ninghuan sent it?

Yes, the president's wife was worried that you hadn't eaten, so she sent it specially. The assistant said truthfully.

Fu Xishen's cold expression softened a little, and he closed the document in his hand: Let her in.

But... the president's wife said that you probably won't be in the mood to eat when you see her, so I went back first. The more the assistant said, he felt that the president's eyes on him became colder.

Fu Xishen sneered, whether Gu Ninghuan was afraid that he would not have an appetite to eat, or did not want to see him at all.

Understood, you go out. Fu Xishen stretched out his hand to bring the food box in front of him, and said lightly.

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, he was so worried that Fu Xishen would just throw out the food box in front of him.

Not long after Gu Ninghuan arrived home, he received a call from Song Ci.

On the phone, Gu Ninghuan didn't hide anything now, but told Song Ci all about her relationship with Fu Xishen honestly, but she still didn't forget to keep Song Ci a secret.

After Song Ci heard the truth, his screams almost knocked off the roof of Gu Ninghuan's villa. So, Ning Huan, have you and Mr. Fu done it before? How is Mr. Fu's life? Can he meet your daily needs? The gossip fire in Song Ci's heart was burning, and he couldn't wait to go directly to Gu Ninghuan to gossip. 18 Gu

Ning Huan and Fu Xishen's wedding routine.

Gu Ninghuan froze for a while by Song Ci's straightforward question, and she and Fu Xishen hadn't done it a few times in total.

And on the wedding night, the pain was so severe that she didn't feel anything other than pain.

Ning Huan, are you reminiscing about every time you did with Mr. Fu? Song Ci's voice sounded faintly, making Gu Ninghuan blush.

She cleared her throat: Song Ci, we are young and energetic teenagers. Why do you have nothing else in your mind besides these ambiguous things? Well, I'm going to read a book, so I won't talk about it. Come, let me tell you, when we meet at school, you must tell me all the details of your marriage with Mr. Fu, otherwise I will release the news of your hidden marriage with Mr. Fu, and let you be drowned in the saliva of Mr. Fu's fans! Song Ci

Gu Ninghuan was precisely threatened.

Gu Ninghuan: ...

After another conversation between the two, Gu Ninghuan hung up the phone.

She was lying on the sofa, putting down her phone and reading a book seriously.

In the evening, Fu Xishen didn't come back for dinner. After eating, Gu Ninghuan went upstairs. After watching a movie, he went out with a cup to pour water.

She poured the water and walked back. Suddenly, one of her feet didn't pay attention, and she fell to the ground. Gu Ninghuan burst into tears in pain.

What's wrong? As soon as Fu Xishen came back, he saw Gu Ninghuan sitting on the floor in the living room, his appearance was so indescribable.

When Gu Ninghuan heard Fu Xishen's voice, he turned around and said, I accidentally fell down.

Fu Xi frowned deeply, stepped forward to hug her, and stretched out his hand to take off Gu Ninghuan's pajamas.

Gu Ninghuan grabbed his wrist almost subconsciously, her cheeks blushed uncontrollably: This is in the living room, what are you going to do?

That's right, it's really inconvenient to do anything here. Fu Xishen's eyes flashed darkly, and the words he said made people feel more meaningful.

Gu Ninghuan looked up at him, not knowing what the dangerous man who was holding her was going to do, she got up and wanted to leave him.

But just as she propped herself up, Fu Xishen stretched out her hand and pressed her back directly. Her whole body was stuck in the man's embrace.

Fu Xishen picked her up and walked upstairs. The bad mood that had been pent up all day became a lot better because of Gu Ninghuan's blushing little face.

Gu Ninghuan held Fu Xishen's arm with her small hand, and the content of the phone conversation with Song Ci this afternoon resurfaced in her mind again.

Her cheeks couldn't help but become more and more red. Fu Xishen would really take advantage of her when she fell down.

If this is the case, then she seems to have no room for resistance.

Fu Xishen, let me down, I... I'm in pain! Gu Ninghuan kicked her little feet hanging in the air, thinking of getting down from Fu Xishen's arms. But it didn't affect Fu Xishen much. The man walked very smoothly, and Gu Ninghuan's struggling strength seemed to the man like a mantis' arm.