Chapter 795

Book:Billionaire Wants To Get Married Published:2024-6-2

Su Cen stayed alone in the room, and suddenly his mood became very anxious again. There was a noise at the door, and Uncle Zhou’s voice sounded.
‘madam, Fu always makes breakfast prepared. Is your wife eating in the bedroom or outside…”
Su Cen took a deep breath and chose the latter on balance.
After all, it’s not at home now.
‘trouble Zhou Shu, I will go down to have dinner with my mother later.”
“Good! Don’t mention it, madam!”
Su Cen had to freshen up in the bedroom. Strangely, there was no one in the room, but he was much more comfortable.
Even the feeling of boredom that has been lingering in my mind has dissipated almost at this time.
Su Cen came down the stairs refreshed.
But I didn’t expect that just arrived at the corner of the stairs, Mrs. Fu was already sitting on the dining table downstairs, and Zhou Shu, who was still bending around, leaned against each other and whispered something.
She breathed a smothering, hurriedly packed up and walked down. Mrs. Fu looked up at her, and her tone was dull: “Awake?”
Su Cen was cramped and didn’t know what to say: “Well, you got up early…”
Mrs. Fu frowned inaudibly.
The old housekeeper rounded the field and smiled at Su Cen and said, ‘madam, let’s come and eat together first. This morning’s breakfast was specially ordered by Fu Zong. Come and see if it suits your appetite.”
Su Cen reluctantly showed a smile: “Thank you.”
Mrs. Fu put down her chopsticks and snorted, “Now that we are all a family, why should we be so polite?”
“…” Su Cen just sat on the stool, and at this time he didn’t know if he should move chopsticks, so he had to squeeze out a reluctant smile.
“Don’t sit here and don’t move. I don’t know. I thought I bullied you. When Aaron Anderson comes back, he will lose his temper with me again.”
Mrs. Fu’s mouth is tofu-hearted. Although her mouth is tough, she still takes chopsticks and clips a piece of boiled shrimp to Su Cen’s bowl.
Su Cen was flattered, so she quickly picked up her chopsticks and said thank you. Then she ate breakfast silently, about halfway through it, and Mrs. Fu opened her mouth carelessly.
“Su Cen, listen to Uncle Zhou, were you drunk last night?”
“… well, I went out to dinner with my friends last night, and I drank a little more before I knew it. My head was a little dizzy, and I couldn’t remember what happened yesterday.”
Mrs. Fu didn’t think much, nodded her head, and just said, “It’s right for young people to go out to play more, but you should remember that you are married now, and pay attention to the influence.”
Su Cen nodded hastily. “I know, I know.”
Mrs. Fu looked up at her lazily and then looked away.
“I don’t want to take care of you, but I’m half a Fu family now. No matter what I do, I have to think more about it, especially at night…”
Mrs. Fu chopsticks a meal, “He has always been favored by heaven, spoiled by his family, so if you quarrel, there is something that you still have to bear a little, understand?”
Su Cen almost immediately recalled what happened last night.
She looked in a trance, and her hand with chopsticks couldn’t help but pause. Mrs. Fu looked at it and frowned and said, “What are you doing? Can you hear what I said clearly?”
Su Cen returned to absolute being, suppressed the bottom of my heart irritability, and nodded silently.