"Thank you."

Fu Yunting raised his glass and thanked him sincerely.

"Why are you polite to me?"

Fu Xichen touched his glasses and joked, "brother, how are you getting along with your sister-in-law these two days? Don\'t tell me, you haven\'t told her your true identity?"

His brother is really funny.

How did you think of this?

"What\'s the hurry? It\'s just an irrelevant woman."

Fu Yunting sipped the wine, and the beautiful face of a woman flashed in his mind.

Supple, explosive, stubborn, clever

I don\'t know how many faces she has.

"All right, the business is finished. I should go back."

Go back and see what the submissive little wild cat is doing?

Fu Yunting got up and strode away.

"Brother, wait for me."

Fu Xichen smiled and followed, "you\'d better tell your real identity to your sister-in-law quickly, and don\'t forget grandma\'s ardent hope."

Ardent hope?

give birth to a child?

Fu Yunting looked at him with a knife and hissed in his heart.

Someone is still thinking about his ex boyfriend.

He\'s a good-looking man, but he\'s not interested in being strong with a woman who doesn\'t love him.

Love is like life can\'t come back

I understand these principles

But the real face

Teach me how to put it down

The woman\'s ethereal voice echoed over the bar, making Fu Yunting and Fu Xichen subconsciously look at the stage.

"The girl sings well."

Fu Xichen looked interested. "His voice is not inferior to that of a big singer at all."

exactly!

The sound line is beautiful.

however......

Fu Yunting stopped, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a trace of danger.

"Eh, brother, why do I think this man is so like his sister-in-law?"

Fu Xichen\'s words made Fu Yunting hiss in an instant.

That\'s right.

At this time, the woman singing on the stage is not his. Who is Mrs. Fu?

"Elder brother, this person should be a sister-in-law."

Fu Xichen\'s sword eyebrows were slightly selected, and his narrow peach blossom eyes were more interested. "I didn\'t expect that her sister-in-law\'s singing level was so high. I think she can enter the singing world."

Another knife eye swept over. Fu Xichen touched his nose and took Fu Yunting to the card seat.

"Brother, wait for me for a while. I\'ll go to the bathroom first."

Leave some space for his brother to enjoy his sister-in-law\'s singing.

When he was pressed to his seat, Fu Yunting frowned slightly, but his eyes subconsciously looked at the thin figure on the stage.

At the end of the song, the bar burst into thunderous applause.

"That\'s a good song. One more song."

"Good is good, but don\'t sing such a sad song, will you?"

"A warm song!"

There were guests booing under the stage. Xia Ling on the stage smiled and nodded to the band behind him.

She was ready.

One is fresher and one is warmer.

The passionate music sounded again. Xia Ling chose an English song with a bright rhythm and full of movement.

The lights on the stage are gorgeous, and the laser spotlight flashes, setting off bursts of heat waves.

Already some guests couldn\'t sit still. They came to the dance floor with their companions along with the music and began to sweat.

The music was deafening. Fu Yunting narrowed his eyes and stared at the women on the stage, singing and swinging his crotch, immersed in his own music.

The slim figure sways and does not have too many movements, but it shows a sense of style, which makes people bright and can\'t stop.

His wife Fu is really impressive!

Fu Yunting couldn\'t tell what it was like. He had the idea of rushing up and taking people away immediately and going back to beat his ass.

Did she forget her identity?

Is it like this to show your head and pose in the hall under the title of Mrs. Fu?