Shi Sangluo was a little surprised, "Look at what my mother does?"

"No matter what, we are married, and when she is sick, I have to visit her in a reasonable way."

"No need, my mom doesn't know you."

Fu Chengyuan asked: "Didn't you tell her about marriage?"

Shi Sangluo nodded: "Yes."

"Why not say it?"

"How do you say? Say her only daughter is going to be a substitute for someone?"

Fu Chengyuan frowned slightly, but it soon disappeared: "What does your mother like to eat? At her age, let's bring some donkey-hide gelatin and bird's nest. I'll find someone to buy some blood bird's bird's nest."

“My mom doesn’t like those things.”

"What then she likes? American ginseng? Saffron?"

Shi Sangluo sighed slightly and said, "Mr. Fu, my monthly salary in the past three years is only more than 8,000 yuan. I have deducted five insurances and one fund, and then deducted taxes. I only get over 6,000 yuan. I have to pay my mother's medical expenses, rent, and live. I can't afford such things at all. Not to mention eating, my mother has never even seen her, so how can I like it?"

Fu Chengyuan stopped, his face darkened, grabbed his phone and immediately said, "I'll transfer it to you now."

"I don't want it."

Fu Chengyuan frowned: "I really never thought that your life would be so tense before. If I knew..."

"Even if you know, you won't do anything. Because in your concept, the secretary is only worth this price. You are a businessman and you are a businessman. Even if you have money, why should you give more?"

Fu Chengyuan was choked by her for a long time and didn't say anything.

"Forget it," Shi Sangluo walked towards the stairs: "Let's go, go downstairs to have dinner. Grandpa should be anxious."

Fu Chengyuan stopped her: "Didn't your mother always want you to get married and have children?"

"how?"

"She should be afraid that you will be alone in the future... helpless."

Shi Sangluo's father died early and his family was in bad condition, so he had few contacts with relatives. Apart from a mother who had been ill in bed all year round, she had only Yu Jie, a pretty close friend.

If Yu Jie has a family and children in the future, the time she can give her is limited.

"Your mother's worries are not unreasonable, and you just said that the most important thing for the elderly is to be happy. If she knows that you are married, have a husband and family, she will probably be very comforted."

"My mom..."

Shi Sangluo was about to refute, but Fu Chengyuan hugged and pressed it to the corner of the wall, leaned down and pecked on her lips.

She was startled and covered her mouth and said, "You...well!"

He kissed again, but it was more like blocking her from behind.

"Ahem!"

A low and old cough came from beside him, and he spoke a little embarrassedly: "That... I didn't mean to interrupt you. Lin Bo gave a chicken soup today, which was very nutritious, but if it was cold, it would be fishy."

Mr. Fu said, "I just called you downstairs several times, but you didn't hear me, so I came up. Otherwise, you can calm down for a while? I'll ask Uncle Lin to take the chicken soup to warm..."

"No grandpa, let's go down now." Fu Chengyuan's voice was a little hoarse, but he still used his body to firmly protect Shi Sangluo inside.

Mr. Fu burst out laughing: "Why are you still protecting me and not letting me see?"

"No, she's not wearing her clothes well...hiss--"

"What's wrong?"

Fu Chengyuan cleared his throat, but his face was obviously a little pale: "It's nothing, go first, let's sort out our clothes and come right away."

When Mr. Fu heard this, his old face turned a little red, and he quickly went downstairs with a cane.

Knowing that his feet were on the floor on the first floor, Shi Sangluo moved his high heels away from his instep.

On the handmade cowhide shoes, a slouch was poked out by the slim heels, and it couldn't rebound for a long time.

Fu Chengyuan was really in pain, but it was indecent to squat down and rub his feet, so he could only support him with his teeth and look down at her: "You have such a little weight, how can you step on it so much?"

Shi Sangluo was so annoyed that he had spoken in this style recently, and he was talking all over the train.

What does it mean to not wear well?

It seems that something happened here between the two of them.

"Have you not studied physics in junior high school? The smaller the area of ​​force, the greater the pressure."

She wore very thin heels today. Although she was not very heavy, her pressure was amazing.

She said hatefully: "Don't talk nonsense in the future."

Fu Chengyuan said: "If I don't say that, grandpa insists on seeing you. How can you explain your red face like a tomato?"
Chapter completed!