Entering Fu Xichen\'s villa again, Fu Yunting had some ups and downs.

Looking at this familiar place and thinking of the unhappiness he had made here twice before, Fu Yunting pursed his thin lips and wanted to take Xia Ling back to his villa immediately.

Clearly is his wife, why live in another man\'s villa?

The key point is how Xia Ling feels, but it\'s not.

Fu Yunting looked back at Xia Ling and saw that her pretty face was still beautiful, and the expression on her face could not be seen.

Without excitement or questioning, he just stood there and looked at him without saying anything.

Fu Yunting\'s mind tightened for no reason. "Have you had dinner? Where\'s the child? Are you still asleep?"

I don\'t know how to point out the topic between them. I can only talk about trivial things incoherently.

The man\'s face is obviously nervous and nervous, which is too different from his previous image in front of her.

So this is her real husband?

Would rather bear everything silently than let her be hurt?

Xia Ling\'s heart softened, looked at Fu Yunting and said, "Fu Yunting, I called Luo Luo."

Have you called?

Fu Yunting\'s thin lips closed tightly, and his black eyes locked her, "so..."

At this moment, he was eager to know what she thought.

Want to know whether she believes it or not!

After all, this kind of thing is really absurd.

He was not sure whether she would believe gulolo\'s words.

"So I\'m really with Luo Chen."

Xia Lingxing\'s eyes flashed slightly and her red lips vomited a sentence.

Fu Yunting was slightly stunned and said tentatively, "that\'s it?"

That\'s not the most important thing, okay?

The most important thing is whether she believes that she is his wife!

"What else? What do you want to hear from me?"

Xia Ling\'s Apricot eyes flashed a trace of cunning, "do you want me to believe what Luo Luo said? In fact, I\'m Xia Ling, the wife that your famous media is marrying?"

Suddenly want to be bad, want to see a man get angry for her.

Oh!

She seems to have gone bad.

Fu Yunting stared at Xia Ling in a daze, and a trace of anxiety flashed on Junlang\'s face.

He stepped forward and held Xia Ling\'s shoulder. "Lingling, don\'t you believe it? What Gu Luoluo said is true. You are really my wife Xia Ling!"

She didn\'t believe what Gu Luoluo said?

How could she not believe what Gu Luoluo said?

He is her husband. What should he do to make her believe this fact?

In the man\'s black eyes is clearly visible impatience, the strength on his hand is a little big, with heavy tension.

Xia Ling\'s heart softened, but his mouth still deliberately said: "you have a deep mind. Who knows if you collude with Lolo to deceive me in order to achieve your ulterior purpose?"

"I didn\'t. how could I deceive you? Lingling, what do you want me to do to believe that I\'m your real husband?"

Fu Yunting lost his calm in the past, and his handsome face was full of anxiety.

Xia Ling looked worried and got angry. The smile in her watery eyes overflowed uncontrollably.

Fu Yunting kept staring at her. When he touched the smile in her eyes, he suddenly realized.

Is his little wife actually teasing him in a good mood?

It\'s gone bad!

It\'s gone bad!

The mood is constantly rolling, which is an uncontrollable ecstasy.

Does her appearance mean that she actually accepted Gu Luoluo\'s words.

Even if she hasn\'t recovered her memory yet, in fact, she also recognizes that he is her husband?

Fu Yunting looked deeply at the beautiful woman in front of him and shouted, "wife!"