The Actor Wants to Divorce

That is a contract to donate public welfare funds to the children's welfare institution.

On the list, not only the Sunshine Orphanage, where Fu Xiangxi was born, but also the names of most orphanages in the city.

Lin Yang frowned, why did Fu Ran start doing charity?

He asked Fu Ran's assistant: "You President Fu, have you been doing charity these days?"

The assistant smiled, "Yes, I have been donating money to buildings this month. In fact, not only the orphanages, but also the nursing homes in the city, some of the Hope Primary School Fu presidents in poor areas have donated money and things."

He seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, and he continued: "Oh yes, these are donated by Mr. Fu in your name. He also donated a lot of money to the Chinese Society for Gastric Cancer Research."

Lin Yang had a pause, and his brows were wrung to death: "Why does he have so much money?"

Assistant: "Mr. Fu has sold some of his idle properties, oh yes, and his collection of cars are also sold."

Lin Yang's shoulders trembled.

Fu Ran has a lot of interests. Although most of his interests are useless hobbies, in the eyes of mature and stable Lin Yang, they are all naive pediatrics. Therefore, Lin Yang's combination of hard and soft made Fu Ran completely change.

Lin Yang didn't care about this collection of luxury cars.

He knew that Fu Ran had a garage with a lot of rare luxury cars in the world.

Fu Ran is very precious. Once he fancyed one of the red convertible supercars and wanted to borrow it for a day, but Fu Ran was not willing to lend it to him.

And now, Fu Ran actually sold all those cars?

Lin Yang's heart tightened, frowning and asking his assistant: Charity is done according to his ability. How can anyone sell cars and houses for charity? Was he deceived by someone? "

The assistant hurriedly explained with a smile, "No, no, it is Mr. Fu who said that he wants to do more good deeds, do good deeds, and accumulate more blessings for Mr. Lin."

Lin Yang's expression stopped instantly.

My heart seemed to be itchy as it was swept by a soft feather.

He squeezed the file in his hand, lowered his head slightly, and cursed "stupid" with red eyes.

He believed in this kind of feudal superstition.

What an idiot.

Seeing Lin Yang lowered his head and didn't speak, the assistant spoke, "Since Mr. Fu is not available, put the contract here first, and I will come over to get it later."

Lin Yang: "No."

He turned around and went back to the room, took a pen, signed Fu Ran's name at the signature place, and then found Fu Ran's official seal, and then handed the contract to the assistant after finishing.

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm in trouble."

"Come in for a cup of tea?"

The assistant shook his head quickly: "No, no, I have something to do, so I won't bother."

If he dared to let the lady boss pour tea for herself, Fu Ran knew that he would definitely be fired.

Lin Yang put on a coat and sent his assistant downstairs.

The assistant was very frightened: "Mr Lin, you go back, it's windy outside today."

Lin Yang really didn't like everyone treating him as a fragile baby, but he also understood that the more aggressive his body is, the more worried he was, so he stopped at the elevator door and said, "Then I won't see you." Sometimes, Mr. Fu can’t do things in his head. If you can persuade you, you can persuade you, and if you can’t, you can call me."

The assistant laughed, "In fact, President Fu has really calmed down a lot recently. Although he has donated a lot of money, he has also made a lot, and he is more diligent than before.

He paused and laughed: "The little star he has recently praised is very popular."

As soon as the assistant finished speaking, he realized that he had said the wrong thing, his face changed, and he explained in a busy manner, "It's simply to praise him, and Mr. Fu has nothing to do with the star."

"I know." Lin Yang helped him press the elevator door button, "I believe him."

After the assistant left, Lin Yang returned to the house.

Fu Ran was still asleep, and during this period of time, his family and company ran both ways, really tired.

Lin Yang sat on the side of the bed and looked at him, sighing lightly.

Get well soon, don't say what to share for him, at least not to drag Fu Ran's hind legs, that's it.

Fu Ran didn't wake up until after three o'clock in the afternoon.

He held his heavy head and walked out of the bedroom. He saw Lin Yang sitting on the sofa. Fu Xiangxi was shrinking in Lin Yang’s arms, listening to Lin Yang telling him the story.

_Big_Small wore the same pajamas of the father and son, and looked at the painting book intently.

Don't mention how warm the picture is.

Fu Ran rubbed his hair, walked over, and frowned at Fu Xiangxi: "Come down, don't nest on Xiao Yang."

Fu Xiangxi arched into Lin Yang's arms again, her little head tilted: "No, I want my second father to tell me a story."

Fu Ran: "I'll help you explain it."

Fu Xiangxi: "You are going to help second dad make dinner."

Fu Ran's head heated up, and he began to roll up his sleeves, "Heh, you little bastard, did you deliberately?"

Is the seat in Xiaoyang's arms something you can stay for?

"You come down, believe it or not, I'll take you again."

Fu Xiangxi's eye sockets were red, and the crooked smile on his face stiffened. With a small mouth curled, he fluttered into Lin Yang's arms: "Woo

Fu Ran was dumbfounded.

This kid is absolutely deliberate!

Why cry?

You never saw Fu Xiangxi cry so much in your last life!

"Try crying again"

Fu Ran rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Fu Xiangxi.

Lin Yang frowned, put his long legs on the corner of the coffee table, and looked up at Fu Ran coldly: "What are you doing?"

Fu Ran smiled at Lin Yang, "Xiao Yang, I will educate him."

Lin Yang lifted his chin, "He didn't make a mistake, what did you teach him."

The corner of Fu Ran's mouth twitched twice, "Xiaoyang, don't hold him, I'm afraid you are tired."

"I want to hug as much as I want, and cook your meal. I want to eat fried Hongren tonight."

Fu Xiangxi said, "I want to eat braised pork ribs."

Fu Ran's face was shocked: "You, you"

Lin Yang held back a smile, "Have you heard, stir-fried Hongren, braised pork ribs, don't hurry up to prepare."

Fu Ran was so angry that he was shaking, but he still went to the kitchen to cook.

Daughter-in-law's Hongren, son's ribs.

While cooking while listening to Fu Xiangxi's laughter in the living room, Fu Ran was envious, jealous and hateful.

Lin Yang doesn't really like being hugged when he sleeps, let alone embracing him actively.

Fu Xiangxi, that stinky boy, relied on his young age to take advantage of Xiao Yang.

Tomorrow I will pack it and send it to Lin Yan to live there for half a year!

Fu Ran was annoyed, and cut it with one knife. The blade didn't control it well, and a small cut was made on the pad of the index finger of his left hand.

Fu Ran: "..."

Forget it, one is a wife and the other is a son. What else can you do if you don't get used to it?

After dinner, Fu Ran wanted to ask Xiaoyang to go shopping downstairs and enjoy a rare time for two.

As a result, turning his head, Fu Xiangxi was already sitting in the hallway and began to change his little sneakers.

Lin Yang stood aside, bowed his head and gently instructed him how to tie his shoes.

Fu Ran was sour: "Are you going out?"

Fu Xiangxi lowered his head and said loudly, "My second dad and I will go for a walk downstairs."

Fu Ran: "I'll go too, wait for me."

"Big daddy, you want to wash the dishes and mopping the floor, just go with my second dad."

As soon as he was talking, he had already put on his shoes. The little guy held Lin Yang and waved his little hand to Fu Ran, "Goodbye Dad.

Fu Ran: "See you again from your mother!"

Fu Ran pulled away the apron and walked towards Lin Yang and Fu Xiangxi, "I will go too."

Lin Yang stretched out his hand and patted Fu Ran's face with a faint smile, "Hey, go wash the dishes."

Fu Ran: "..."

Lin Yang led Fu Xiangxi and left without looking back.

The moment he closed the door, Fu Ran breathed out a string of fragrance, as if there was the sound of a chair falling to the ground.

Fu Xiangxi: "What's wrong with Dad?"

Lin Yang hugged Fu Xiangxi and chuckled softly: "He is jealous."

"What is jealous?"

Lin Yang: "Just seeing that I treat you so well, he is jealous."

The little guy snorted: "Daddy is stingy!"

Lin Yang smiled, "I have to go back to my room at night and sleep alone."

He squeezed Fu Xiangxi's soft face: "If you pester me at night, someone at home is going to lift the roof."

Fu Ran called Lin Yan and asked him to pick up Fu Xiangxi tomorrow to play for a while.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yan refused.

In the previous life, the two people were even alarmed by the police in order to **** this child, and they almost fought.

Lin Yan smiled on the phone, "Ms. Fu, Xiang Xi and your surname are from your family and not my son. Why do you keep squeezing into me?"

Fu Ran gritted his teeth: "He is your nephew."

Lin Yan: "I know, don't I usually help him buy clothes and toys? You want me to buy a house for him. It's just that Xiaojin and I have just obtained the certificate, and you have a child here to disturb the newlyweds. Husband’s honeymoon life is not very humane, isn’t it?"

Fu Ran: "..."

You and Feng Jin want to live as a husband, don't he and his family Xiaoyang need it?

A bright light bulb, and a light bulb that will actively emit light, is really killing him.

Fu Ran hung up the phone angrily, suffocating in his heart, and almost cut his hand when he cut the fruit for Lin Yang.

After half an hour, Fu Ran started calling Lin Yang to go home.

Lin Yang was obedient this time, and he returned home with Fu Xiangxi in five minutes.

"Xiao Yang, eat fruit."

"Wait a moment, I will help Xiang Xi take a bath first."

Fu Ran couldn't bear it, his teeth would be crushed by himself, "Damn, he can wash it himself!"

He didn't allow Xiao Yang to look at other people's chicks!

Fu Xiangxi glanced at Fu Ran's gloomy face quietly, feeling that his **** was hot and sore, and said hurriedly: "Second Dad, I will take a bath by myself.

After finally dismissing this annoying little light bulb, Fu Ran put his arm around Lin Yang's waist and pushed him into the bedroom.

He pushed Lin Yang behind the door, with a hint of revenge, and kissed him fiercely.

Lin Yang quickly lost his strength, his breathing was hot, making his head "buzzing", letting Fu Ran hit him everywhere.

When he came back to his senses, Fu Ran had already embraced him on the bed and pressed him under his body.

Lin Yang grabbed his hair, breathing heavily, his voice hoarse: "Doing it tonight?"