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    Mr. Fu had a serious illness a year ago, and even though he recovered from his illness, his health was not as good as before. Therefore, before Fu Xiyao and Xia Xiaoran got married, he took Xiao Jiahe back to Fu's old house to make the old man happy.

    Little Jiahe is clever and cute, he seldom cries, and anyone who hugs him is always smiling and happy. Not only Mr. Fu, but also Fu Tianrong and his wife dote on him.  I feel uncomfortable all over.  Fu Xiyao and Xia Xiaoran had to go back to the compound if they wanted to see their son, sometimes they stayed there late, and gradually they seldom went back to the apartment.

    In fact, at that time Xia Xiaoran was not very used to life in Fu's family. Even though she was a lively family, the elders were kind to her.  But she always felt that she was an outsider, and she always felt that what they said had no deep meaning.  She didn't know anyone they knew, and she couldn't talk about the topics they were talking about. She could only sit there like a puppet, helping to add some snacks and tea, and then nodded or smiled or remained silent, nothing else.

    She has always wanted to integrate into this family, but she has never been able to find a way. She told Fu Xiyao that he always didn't care, thinking that she was too caring, and she would get used to it slowly.

    That night, Xiao Jiahe hummed the words "Dad, Dad", and the whole family was overjoyed, especially Fu Xiyao, who smiled so happily that he hugged his son and kept praising him.  The pride of the father, everyone talked and laughed around the child, and it was almost twelve o'clock when we returned to the room.

    When Fu Xiyao came out of the shower, Xia Xiaoran lay on his side on the bed, silently.

    He squinted his eyes, dried his hair before lifting the quilt to bed, habitually hugged Xia Xiaoran into his arms, smelled the fragrance of her hair, and slightly curled his thin lips: "Why are you so quiet tonight?  Our son can talk, aren't you happy?"

    Xia Xiaoran still closed her eyes and said in a muffled voice, "I'm happy."

    Fu Xiyao hid half of her face under the light, pursed her lips tightly, and turned her body to face him: "If you are unhappy, you are unhappy. Don't say anything against your will. What's the matter?"

    She has loose hair, and she went to the hair salon with her second sister to have her bangs cut a few days ago. She looks younger than when she first met her. How does she look like a woman with a child?  He is a full ten years older than her, and it is too demanding to make her mature instantly.

    Only then did he feel that his tone was too serious again, and his expression softened a little. Subconsciously, he stroked her smooth and plump forehead with his thumb, and leaned halfway on the bed and asked her softly, "Don't be like this, just tell me if you have anything.  , okay?" Her quietness made him a little uneasy.

    Xia Xiaoran was silent for a while, then slowly opened his eyes and looked up at Fu Xiyao, and said slowly: "You have been free recently, when will we move back to the apartment?"

    Since the honeymoon, Fu Xiyao has won several big projects one after another, and he is as busy as a spinning top every day. His parents are thinking about little Jiahe, so they simply bring Xiaoran to live at home.  Here he is also a little selfish, he wants to take this opportunity to let Xiao Ran get along with his parents more, so that he won't be trembling like asking her to wipe his neck every time he goes back to the compound.

    Fu Xiyao's fingertips curved slightly, his expression tensed, then he smiled, kissed her eyebrows and said, "Isn't it good to live here? You don't need to cook and do housework, and you don't need to take care of the children. You can do whatever you want every day."  What, how comfortable it is to be a young mistress."

    She is now staying at her alma mater as a teaching assistant. The work is naturally easy, but in life easy?  comfortable?

    Xia Xiaoran smiled wryly, maybe he should let him experience what it's like to be a wife.

    It's hard for a daughter-in-law, especially for a daughter-in-law from a wealthy family, let alone such a sharp and shrewd mother-in-law.  Every time Xia Xiaoran faced her, she felt that even her breathing was under pressure. She still has lingering fears from that conversation in the hospital.

    She was not the person his mother had in mind, but it was because of Jiahe, and because of his persistence that she had to admit it.

    Xia Xiaoran turned her gaze away, and said softly, "I still want to go out alone." After waiting for a while without hearing Fu Xiyao's words, she glanced at him again, and slowly said what was in her heart, "I'm not used to it,  Living here is very uncomfortable.¡±

    Fu Xiyao grew up in this circle, so he couldn't understand the pressure Xiao Ran was facing. He only thought that she was avoiding, just like she used to avoid facing him, and was avoiding to integrate into his family. This was not what he was willing to allow.  Within the scope, he can love her unconditionally and accommodate her, but his family is also her family, what can't he face?  For example, isn't he also filial to her parents?  What's the problem?

    Afraid that she was playing tricks again, he hugged her even tighter: "Fool, what's wrong with you? Didn't my parents treat you very well? Look at my sister-in-law, when we were young we all called her'.Faster and faster.

    Xia Xiaoran could only bite her lip, being pressed on the bed by him to bear the madness he gave her.

    In the end, I couldn't help crying loudly.

    Fu Xiyao moved a few times and released himself. Then he felt that something was wrong with his wife. He quickly pulled away from her, leaned his head against her face and asked, "Why, did I hurt you? Let me see" he said  She just lowered her head and wanted to see the private place that he loved so much just now, but Xiao Ran refused.

    "I've said I'm tired, why are you still like this"

    Fu Xiyao smiled helplessly: "I can't help it when I see you." As he spoke, he wanted to touch her to coax her. As soon as he put his hand on her waist, Xia Xiaoran thought he still wanted it, so he was very strong.  The earth clapped his big palm away.

    "Get up!"

    Fu Xiyao also got angry, stood up and squinted at her: "Hey, let me tell you what's the matter with you, I hurried back, you mean to make me unhappy, don't you?"

    Xia Xiaoran used to take soft things rather than hard things, but after being tormented by him, he became even more tired. Hearing his tough tone again, he refused to speak.

    ?After the hearty sex, there is no tenderness, no soft words, only cold war.

    Fu Xiyao stopped looking at her, and went to the bathroom to clean up with a cold face.

    Hearing the sound of rushing water, Xiao Ran was at a loss for a moment, and then saw that the dressing table was full of large and small bags. Without thinking, she knew it was a gift from him. Last night he called her  Su's phone call, obviously missing the other party so much.

    Xia Xiaoran felt that he was too nervous, so he made up his mind to wait for him to come out before talking properly.

    Unexpectedly, after Fu Xiyao came out, he didn't say anything else, and went directly to the study.

    She stared at the ceiling until dawn.

    Fu Xiyao was busy all the time, and the two continued to have a cold war, Xiao Ran felt uncomfortable.

    However, the aunt and grandma made things difficult for Xiao Ran Fortunately, Xiao Ran endured it and coaxed and respected her with nice words. Mrs. Fu also comforted her.  She is also very demanding, so let her relax.

    Xia Xiaoran repeatedly said yes.

    This aunt's heart is not very good, and she has a big temper. She wants everyone to follow her will to be happy. Xia Xiaoran sometimes wonders if it is inherited from another generation or something, so that Fu Xiyao can also inherit this personality.

    Today, because of a trivial matter, Xiao Ran had a dispute with his aunt, and the aunt packed up her things and went back to her hometown in a fit of anger.

    After Fu Xiyao came back and heard about this, his face was tense, and he entered the room without saying a word.

    Xia Xiaoran just came out of the shower and wiped her hair with a towel, only then did she feel a little more awake.

    Fu Xiyao walked straight up to her, and said expressionlessly: "I said, if you have any temper, you can get angry at me. Don't use the old man as a weapon. She is old and can't stand it."

    Xia Xiaoran's movements paused, and his mind went blank for a moment. After a while, he found his own voice: "Fu Xiyao, is that how you look at me?"

    "I'm just discussing the matter. It's not a day or two since you've been at odds with me. Don't you just want to live alone? Okay, can we move out tomorrow? No, we'll move out tonight. Are you satisfied?"

    The air seemed dead still.

    Xia Xiaoran was originally full of grievances, but now he forced her eyes to turn red, in order not to show weakness in front of him.

    "Whatever you think, I will sleep with Jiahe tonight." She stopped looking at him and went to sleep with her son next door.

    Fu Xiyao thumped the table angrily, unable to tell whether it was annoyance or distress, it shouldn't be like this.

    In the next few days, Xia Xiaoran took the time to go back to the apartment and packed some things into a small luggage bag.

    Fu Xiyao didn't know where to get the news, left behind the contract he was about to sign and hurried over, just in time to see Xiao Ran going out with his bag.

    "Where are you going?" He held her hand tightly, his tone tense, with a fluster that he didn't even notice.

    "I'm not going anywhere, I'm already married to you." Xia Xiaoran glanced at him lightly, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, she said in the next second, "If you want to leave, you must at least get divorced first."  Already." (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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