She felt that they had gone through a lot of hardships tonight, and even went to the police station, so they were able to share the difficulties together.

By the time she finished washing, the clock was almost turning, and Fu Yuan had also finished washing. He and Su Wuwei seemed to have agreed, both wearing casual clothes. The handsome man and beautiful woman stood together, making the two sets of home clothes look like Couple outfits are the same.

Su Wuwei remembered that when she was Mr. Cai's nanny, she helped Fu Yuan clean up the house. At that time, she saw that Fu Yuan had several sets of bathrobes, but since she moved here, Fu Yuan had never appeared in a bathrobe. In front of her, this was very favorable to her.

She felt a little hungry and suggested making a few wontons as a midnight snack. Fu Yuan naturally agreed with both hands.

Fu Yuan's large double-door refrigerator had everything. Su Wuwei took out a small piece of pork belly, peeled it and threw it into the meat grinder. Then he added a piece of pangasius and threw it into the meat grinder to chew together.

Then add the shrimp, appropriate amount of salt, cooking wine, oil, white pepper, minced ginger, etc. and stir evenly for fifteen minutes to add flavor.

In half an hour, she had already put 30 wontons into the boiling water. At the same time, she picked up two other bowls, put in a little seaweed and dried shrimps, and put them directly into the bowls after the wontons were cooked.

Twelve wontons was her limit. Fu Yuan was a little over 180 meters tall, so she made eighteen wontons for him based on her premonition based on the portion she had prepared for Yan Yan before.

The two of them each held a sea bowl and started eating. Su Wuwei miscalculated how much she would eat. After eating ten wontons, she already felt very full. She looked at the two wontons left in the bowl and hugged her stomach. Difficult.

She was still struggling, but Fu Yuan's chopsticks had already been stretched out, and he took the remaining two wontons in her bowl into his own bowl, and said nonchalantly, "You can't eat it." Come on, it just so happens that I’m not full.”

Su Wuwei quickly concealed the strangeness in her heart, and she also joked, "It seems that I did it just right, and there was no waste."

"This is the best wonton I've ever eaten. It's perfect for late night snacks and breakfast." Fu Yuan ate the two wontons from Su Wuwei's bowl, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth seriously. made an evaluation.

Su Wuwei also laughed. One of the most fulfilling things in her life was that her cooking skills were recognized by others. At this moment, Fu Yuan's words were tantamount to recognition of her.

She smiled and said, "As long as you like it, I will have one more choice for breakfast in the future."

The smile on Fu Yuan's face disappeared instantly. He stared at Su Wuwei seriously and said, "Xiaowei, I hope you understand that cooking is not what you should do, so no matter what food you give me, in my opinion It’s always the most delicious.”

It would be a lie to say that she was not moved. Su Wuwei looked at Fu Yuan blankly, her eyes becoming a little sad. She used to think that she was a woman and never shed tears. She could carry a child on her back and hold a child in her arms.

But after getting to know Fu Yuan, she felt that she was becoming more and more incontinent and shed tears at every turn.

She felt that she was really embarrassed like this. In a hurry, she turned around and tried to escape, but Fu Yuan firmly grabbed her wrist with a wave of his long arm.

Su Wuwei tried to break away but couldn't. Fu Yuan used a lot of strength.

She looked back at Fu Yuan, and Fu Yuan also looked at her.

One person's eyes are full of tears, and the other person's eyes are full of love.

"With me, you don't have to use your flesh and blood as armor, because I am your armor."

Su Wuwei would not know that this sentence would run through her entire life, nor would she know that when she thought of this sentence in the future, she would be even more moved than when she heard it now.

…

It was late at night, and Yan Yan came out of Zhang Qiqi's room with a tired face and returned to the study where he slept.

I don’t know from which day Zhang Qiqi asked Yan Yan to sleep with her every night. He could not return to the study where he slept until she fell asleep.

Originally, Yan Jun could sleep in Zhang Qiqi's room, but the tragedy is that Zhang Qiqi has gained weight visibly. When a person becomes fat, it will affect the quality of sleep, not only herself, but more importantly, it will also affect the people around her.

For example, Yan Jun is a light sleeper, and if you turn over at will, you may disturb him. Now Zhang Qiqi not only turns over at every turn, but she also snores and grinds her teeth, forcing Yan Yan to sleep in separate rooms. Time stretched out again and again.

Of course Zhang Qiqi had objections to this, but Yan Yan was forced to point out Zhang Qiqi's bad sleeping habit and produced evidence.

With the video proving it, Zhang Qiqi felt ashamed. She had always regarded beauty as her life, but now seeing herself sleeping with such dignity was even more uncomfortable than killing her.

In the end, she raised her hands in favor of sleeping in separate rooms, and also secretly made up her mind to lose weight immediately after the baby was born, and strive to return to her previous slim figure within six months.

At this moment, Yan Yan stood in the corridor on the second floor, recalling Zhang Qiqi's vowed words, and then recalling Su Wuwei's posture when she was pregnant. He shook his head silently, and he was not optimistic about Zhang Qiqi's weight loss.

His heart also became tired. At first, he thought Su Wu was bland and tasteless, but now that he thinks about it, he feels that it is the taste of life. And spicy hot pot like Zhang Qiqi is bound to cause discomfort if you eat it every day.

After smoking a cigarette, Yan Yan put out the cigarette butt and walked towards his study room a little tiredly. If you look closely, you can see that Yan Yan has lost weight, and the shirt he wore before seemed a bit empty now.

As soon as the study door opened, the room was flooded with bright light. His severe eyes were uncomfortable for a moment. When he came to his senses, he discovered that his strict father and mother, who went to bed at nine o'clock every day, were sitting neatly dressed. In his study.

Yan Yan suspected that he had seen it wrong, and kept rubbing his eyes. The strict father and strict mother over there had already made a silent gesture to him.

Yan's mother got up and pulled him to sit on the sofa, while Yan's father carefully closed the study door and finally locked it to prevent anyone from suddenly coming in from the outside.

"Mom and Dad, what are you doing?" Yan Yan was confused, but still sat on the sofa cooperatively.

The two old men looked at each other, and finally Yan's father took out his mobile phone from his pants pocket. He opened the phone mysteriously, flipped through it, and handed it to Yan Yan.

In fact, Yan Yan was already a little impatient, but he still took the phone patiently, and his expression changed dramatically after just one glance.

He only heard Yan's father motioning for him to continue reading, and he mumbled, "There are more, there will be more later, you continue to read."

Yan Yan swiped his phone left and right, and sure enough, there were more photos and videos.

Although the pixels of Yan's father's mobile phone were not particularly good, with his severe eyesight, he could easily confirm that the woman in the video was his current wife Zhang Qiqi.