"Wife, I remember what I promised you! Besides, I drank a little. Chu fan and Yichen helped me block the others!" Fu Beichen Wen smiled and coaxed her gently, stretching his arm to take her into his arms.

Zhan Yan was so angry that he glared at him, "what do you mean? Next time you want to drink like this again, get out of here. I don't want to see you!"

She finished, pushed him away angrily and went into the kitchen.

Fu Beichen smiled helplessly, sat lazily on the sofa, leaned his head on the sofa and wanted to have a rest.

Before long, Zhan Yan came out of the kitchen with a cup of warm honey water in his hand.

"A little hot, drink slowly!" she handed the honey water to his lips.

"Thank you, wife. I knew my wife wouldn't care about me!" Fu Beichen took it with a smile and took the opportunity to grasp zhanyan's soft hand. With a little force, he pulled her into his arms. His head leaned against her wrist, which was rare and fragile.

Zhan Yan stretched out his arms to hold him and rubbed his forehead intimately. "Beichen, in fact, Chenyan group is already very good. You don't have to work so hard. Besides, don't you have brother Beiling to help you? Since it is so, why do you work so hard?!"

"Beiling still believes too much in people. I want to temper him!" Fu Beichen replied, "besides, can't I raise you and Xiaole?"

"You earn enough money for me and your son to spend several lives!" Zhan Yan said unhappily. Seeing him like this, she really hurts. The tip of her nose is sour, but her eyes are red. She said, "I see you like this, I really hurt!"

"Well, darling, I'll pay attention! Then I promise you, I'll slowly hand over a lot of things to Beiling, okay? In this way, I won't work too hard and I'll have a lot of time with you!" Fu Beichen hugged her and listened to her words of concern. It seems that all the fatigue dissipated in an instant.

"Well, it's good if you know how to behave! It's getting late. I'll take a bath for you. After taking a bath, I'll have an early rest. I've been tired all day!"

Zhan Yan said that, got up and went upstairs, put bath water for Fu Beichen, then went back to bed and covered Xiaole's quilt again. Xiaole was unstable when she slept. She often had to kick the quilt several times a night.

After taking a bath, Fu Beichen came out of the bathroom with a stream of water vapor all over his body.

He sat down by the bed, habitually bowed his head and kissed Xiaole on the cheek.

"Be light, don't wake him up. He's just sleeping!" Zhan Yan whispered.

"Why did you sleep so late?"

"I don't know how I raised the white eyed Wolf for so many years. I disliked my story. I had to wait until you came back to tell him a story. Later, I was so sleepy that I was willing to sleep obediently!" Zhan Yan was very helpless.

She took care of Xiaole for four years, but Xiaole seemed to be closer to Fu Beichen, which made her a little jealous.

Fu Beichen waded down on one side of the bed and hugged the child in his arms.

Zhan Yan turned off the light and the family of three were lying on the big bed. Fu Beichen kept his eyes open and didn't feel sleepy at all!

"Why don't you sleep?" Zhan Yan asked.

Fu Beichen took her hand, hesitated and said, "Yan Yan, I saw Zhen pingting today!"

"Zhen pingting? Song Zhiyuan's wife? Didn't she commit suicide? Why did she appear again?"

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