From the corner of Zhou Ziyi's eyes, he saw that Fu Shiting's face was getting more and more gloomy, so he raised his hand to Mike's face and gave him a punch!

"Are you awake? This is not a bar! This is Yin Yin and Wei Zhen's wedding!" Zhou Ziyi dragged the beaten Mike to the guest room.

After Zhou Ziyi took Mike away, the two elders of the Wei family immediately walked to Fu Shiting.

"Shi Ting, are you okay? Why did the two of you quarrel?"

Fu Shiting shook his head: "I'm fine. He drank too much, so he's a little over the top."

"I think they drank a lot at noon." Father Wei said, "You've been busy for a long time, so it's time to take a rest."

"Um."

About half an hour later, Rila woke up, and Qin Anan brought her to the banquet hall to eat fruit.

Wei Zhen walked up to her and called her, "Mike and Fu Shiting had a conflict. About half an hour ago."

A string of big question marks appeared in Qin An'an's mind.

It was only in the morning that he finished coaxing with Sheng Bei, and in the afternoon he was coaxing with Mike.

Today's wedding, can you calm down?

"Where did Fu Shiting go?" she asked.

"Go to Ziqiu's room." Wei Zhen said, "Go and see, don't quarrel with him. I feel that they are a little strange today."

"Brother Wei, don't think too much, it's nothing. They all drank today, and they usually quarrel at my house." Qin Anan let out a faint smile, and then said, "Rila will leave it to you. "

Qin Anan walked towards Ziqiu's resting room.

Ziqiu woke up and was drinking milk while holding a milk bottle.

Fu Shiting looked at his son kindly. From his face, it was impossible to see that unpleasantness had happened.

"Shi Ting, didn't you take a nap?" She walked over to him and took hold of him, "Why don't you go to sleep for a while!"

She was not asking him, but directly pulled him out of the room.

"I'm not sleepy." Fu Shiting replied, "My son woke up just now and cried when he saw me. He didn't want me to hug him."

"He's getting out of bed!" Qin An'an took him into another room. "What are you arguing with Mike? I guess, is it because of Jin Rong'er?"

Her expression was calm and her tone was calm.

"Well." Fu Shiting looked into her eyes and asked in a hoarse voice, "An An, tell me what I should do."

"Why ask that? Didn't we agree before? Just do as we said before." She put her arms around his waist and rested her head on his chest, "Shi Ting, I was a little uncomfortable this morning, but I already thought about it. opened."

"I'm sorry." He apologized.

"You don't have to apologize to me. It's not because of you that I feel bad." She put her hand over his lips.

He held her hand, his eyes were cold, and his voice was even colder: "Last year, before I left country Y, Jin Rong'er should have killed the child. Now that the child has been born, I have no way to kill that child." JrNovels.com