Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

After leaving Pei's house, it was getting late. Fu Nianwan held Lu Wanchu's hand and walked on the road in the capital. She kept looking at the surrounding scenery, as if she wanted to remember it in her mind.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Wanchu held Fu Nianwan's hand and asked softly.

There was something wrong with Fu Nianwan today, and he would always look at her absent-mindedly.

"Mom, isn't the night beautiful tonight?"

Fu Nianwan held Lu Wanchu's hand tightly, stretched out the other hand to wrap around Fu Yixing's arm, "Father, let's go home!"

Fu Yixing's eyes darkened, and he hummed coldly.

Back at the Emperor View Villa, Fu Nianwan changed into pajamas and stood on the balcony, looking at the night scene in the distance, and raised his hand to look at the time watch on his wrist.

With a deep sigh, Fu Nianwan's eyes turned red with discomfort.

How did time pass so fast, is she leaving?

She still wanted to spend the New Year with Lu Wanchu, and she wanted to tell them how much she loved them.

"What are you sighing for?"

Lu Wanchu came in with a glass of milk and saw her daughter standing on the balcony in a daze, wondering what she was thinking.

"Mom, I'm fine."

Fu Nianwan turned around and walked towards Lu Wanchu, took the milk from Lu Wanchu's hand and drank it.

"It's so cold outside, why haven't you slept yet?"

"Can't sleep."

Fu Nianwan said softly, Lu Wanchu's heart ached, "Mom will sleep with you."

"Papa won't be happy."

Fu Nianwan shook his head and refused.

"No, I'll go back when you fall asleep later."

Lu Wanchu took Fu Nianwan's hand and walked to bed. The mother and daughter lay together, looking at the ceiling.

"Mom, you must have a good time with Dad."

After a long time, Fu Nianwan's muffled voice came.

Lu Wanchu's hand holding Fu Nianwan was slightly tight, and her eyes were slightly moist, "Yes, Mom will have a good time with Dad, and will never leave him or you."

She guessed it, but just like Fu Nianwan, she was unwilling to speak out, because once she said it, she would be sad.

"No matter where Nian Nian is, Nian Nian will always miss you."

Fu Nianwan leaned against Lu Wanchu's arms and spoke softly.

Lu Wanchu didn't speak, but hugged her daughter tightly.

At the door, Fu Yixing's slender and tall figure was standing outside, his phoenix eyes were deep and gloomy.

On the second day, Fu Nianwan woke up very early, and she wanted to make breakfast herself.

The servant called Miss Fu respectfully, and Fu Nianwan smiled and entered the kitchen.

When Lu Wanchu woke up and went downstairs, Fu Nianwan had been busy in the kitchen for a while.

"Never mind?"

"Mom, wake up. Today I will cook breakfast myself. Mom and Dad will have a taste of my cooking skills later."

During this time, Fu Nianwan ate the meals made by Lu Wanchu every day, and she should cook for Lu Wanchu today.

"……it is good!"

Lu Wanchu stood at the door of the kitchen, quietly watching her daughter's busy figure.

Twenty years later, Fu Yixing taught Fu Nianwan well, and she was very relieved and happy.

"Mom, breakfast is ready, is Dad awake?"

Fu Nianwan picked up his breakfast, and just as he was talking, Fu Yixing's figure appeared at the door of the kitchen.

"Father, it's time for breakfast. This is carefully prepared by Nian Nian."

Seeing Fu Yixing, Fu Nianwan smiled.

Fu Yixing's eyes fell on the breakfast, his eyes were soft, "Yes."

Lu Wanchu stepped forward to pick up the breakfast plate, and Fu Yixing took the breakfast plate from her hand, "I'll do it."

Lu Wanchu let Fu Yixing carry over, and walked towards the dining table with the father and daughter.