684: C684 My Baby

C684 My Baby

This "punishment" went from the bathroom to the bed, and then to the hammock that Fu Sihan had not used for a long time.

Wanwan was exhausted until she was so tired that she was in a daze before she remembered to mention, "We were filmed, do you know..."

"Go to sleep." Fu Sihan held her in his arms and said softly.

Of course he knew. He even knew that their CP fans were as happy as the new year.

Wanwan rubbed in his arms and found a comfortable place to lie down quietly.

"Treasure." Fu Sihan suddenly said.

He asked, "Can you give me a daughter?"

The woman in his arms unconsciously responded, but she actually did not hear anything.

Fu Sihan raised his eyebrows in satisfaction and said, "I asked for your opinion the second time, and you agreed."

Actually, he did not hear anything.

Fu Sihan looked at the garbage bin. It was two times less than the number of times he had done it.

Actually, he was not interested in children, especially after the matter of his niece Tiantian pestering Yan Wanwan happened.

However, having children was always a guarantee and a peace of mind.

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The day of the court session soon arrived.

Fu Sihan and Yan Wanwan left the First-class Garden in the same car. Before they left, Situ demanyue purposely pulled Fu Sihan to the side and whispered, "If you don't get a complete lawsuit, you won't have to come back!"

Wanwan, who happened to walk over, heard this whisper. She smiled and teased the tsundere Situ demanyue, "Grandma, are you so protective of me?"

"I... I am protecting the daughter-in-law of my Fu Family, not protecting you. If you had really divorced Han back then, no one would protect you now!" Situ demanyue arrogantly turned her body and couldn't help but turn her head to look at Yan Wanwan. "Why aren't you wearing anything? Who doesn't have weapons on the battlefield!"

After Situ demanyue finished complaining, she gave a few instructions to the maid who had just been promoted to her personal maid.

After a while, the maid came out with a box in her arms. She opened the box and saw a round pearl inside. It was big and full, and the pendant of the pearl necklace was a top-grade black pearl.

Wanwan subconsciously touched her empty neck when Situ demanyue had already pulled her wrist and started to put a pearl bracelet on her hand.

"Grandma, there's no need..." Wanwan had just opened her mouth when she received Situ demanyue's "you shut up" gaze. She looked at Fu Sihan for help.

Fu Sihan stood beside her with his hands in his pockets. He was casually looking at Yan Wanwan. He received Yan Wanwan's pleading look. After a few seconds, he finally opened his mouth and said, "Grandma, this is not appropriate."

Wanwan let out a sigh of relief.

That's right, who brought so many jewelry in court?

"Pearls are not suitable for going to court. Let's change to a diamond set." Fu Sihan said.

Situ demanyue suddenly realized, "Now that you mention it, it's really not appropriate. The pearls are too gentle." Moreover, some people who didn't know what was good for them might not be able to tell that her pearl jewelry was very expensive. What if they thought that it was a dozen or two hundred thousand freshwater pearls?

Situ demanyue immediately ordered the maid to change to another set of jewelry.

Wanwan, "???"

Wanwan sat in the car and looked at the diamond necklace around her neck and the diamond earrings on her ears, as well as the diamond bracelet on her wrist.

The design of this set of diamond jewelry was very low-profile. The diamonds were considered big, but Wanwan always felt that there was something familiar about it. For a moment, she could not think of it.0

"Are you not nervous?" Fu Sihan asked.

Wanwan put down the mirror and did not want to think about it for the time being. She shook her head and said proudly, "It's not like I'm going to court."

Fu Sihan was slightly stunned and quickly remembered that the first time she went to court was for him.

But as her husband, he was sitting on the defendant's seat.

Fu Sihan had investigated Yan Wanwan's past and knew that other than that time, she had never been to court before.

Fu Sihan could not help but rub Yan Wanwan's hair. He tilted his head and kissed her. He praised, "Mrs Fu is really good."

"Do you think you are coaxing a child?" Wanwan forced a smile.

Fu Sihan lazily said, "Ah." It was not impossible.

As long as she was willing, she could always be his baby.

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There were no reporters in the special passage into the court, but this was a public hearing case. A reporter was qualified to listen in.

The reporters originally wanted to properly record this attempted murder involving a wealthy socialite and a first-rate female model. However, they were shocked to find out... Third Young Master Fu was at the scene!

Fu Sihan had walked to the side listening area alone. No one saw who he had come with.

So... Third Young Master Fu came for Su Yujie? Or for Yan Wanwan?

Wait. Did Yan Wanwan's mysterious masked husband come to the scene?

Why did it feel like this serious court was filled with gossip because of Fu Sihan's appearance?

If the entertainment reporters outside knew that Fu Sihan was here, they would probably go crazy!

In the court.

Su Yujie had obviously lost a lot of weight, but she was still in good shape. The Su family had helped to clear up their relationship and provided all kinds of information to help Su Yujie apply for bail. She had only been under pressure in her heart and was still considered to have a good quality of life.

Yan Wanwan's lawyer was a well-known big shot in the industry, and was Fu Sihan's personal lawyer. However, very few people in the outside world knew that he was Fu Sihan's subordinate.

The Su family hired a foreign lawyer who had just returned to the country not long ago. He had received a favor from Old Man Su before, so he was willing to step forward to defend Su Yujie this time.

From a lawyer's perspective, both sides were equally matched.

The ability of the defense lawyer was equal, so this debate was destined to be exceptionally exciting.

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