Chapter 43 Madam this is Mr. Fus luggage

One heart-stabbing jab after another! Fu Chengzhou looked at the little fellow and smiled, “I’ll be waiting.” Little Mobao: “…” Is it really okay for two men to be kissing each other? Just then, someone pushed in two suitcases from outside. They didn’t look at anyone else and headed straight towards Li Xingwan’s direction. “Madam, these are Mr. Fu’s suitcases.” Fu Chengzhou had returned home on a private plane earlier that morning. The plane was still parked in the family’s backyard lawn, opulent to the point of leaving one speechless. Normally, these items should have already been delivered to the bedroom shared by Li Xingwan and Fu Chengzhou. However, since Fu Chengzhou had checked her schedule in advance, in order not to wake her and the little one, he had instructed people not to take the suitcases up yet. Li Xingwan quickly figured out his intentions. “Take them to my room; I’ll go up and sort them out in a moment.” Although she was a wealthy lady, she had one quirk, which was not liking others touching her stuff, including the household servants. For private areas like the bedroom, it was usually she who personally put away her clothes. Of course, the clothes she kept in her bedroom were not many since the house had a dedicated, extremely spacious dressing room where she would usually go to match her outfits. The servants would tidy that area. Moreover, in front of the cameras, she definitely had to show the side of a virtuous wife and loving mother. This time, she had to act the part of the doting wife to perfection!!! “Mommy! I want to help too!!” Fu Xiaomo volunteered eagerly. It was visible that he was much more at ease now compared to the morning, and he was able to get closer to Li Xingwan. Probably because in front of the cameras, he was a bit more relaxed, not worried that Mommy would scold him. “Great! Let’s go up together!” Li Xingwan took Little Mobao by the hand and headed upstairs. The cameras quickly followed them upstairs, continuing to record this aspect of their lives. The bedroom where Li Xingwan stayed was clearly captured by the camera. The clear and naturally elegant room decor, as well as the large floor-to-ceiling windows and the beautifully attractive, warm-toned sheer curtains that were uncommon in bedrooms, were all displayed for everyone to see. It gave a very enjoyable feeling. Originally, people thought everyone would be attracted by such a beautiful bedroom decoration. However, it turns out that everyone’s thoughts had drifted a bit. “Has anyone noticed that the bedroom decor is very feminine? It seems like it’s all tailored to Li Xingwan’s preferences.” “And also, you know, I noticed that the bed they used for a nap this afternoon really hasn’t been messed up.” “…” “It really hasn’t.” The one true fan below: “Does this mean the Fu Consortium’s boss is not up to par?” Everyone: “!!!” Holy shit, holy shit! Can they really say that? Jiang Song was also troubled on the other end, trying to figure out who this person was. She had just added the other party and indicated she was Li Xingwan’s agent, only to be coldly rejected by the other side. The reply was, “With you there isn’t me, with me there isn’t you!” “!!!” Jiang Song tried hard but couldn’t make head nor tail of the meaning. What is meant by With you there isn’t me; with me there isn’t you? Does she know this account? Have they had a falling out? Li Xingwan opened the man’s suitcases, one containing daily necessities and the other containing clothes. It could be seen that this man had some obsessive-compulsive tendencies. Each piece of his clothing was neatly folded and individually placed in a small bag. Which one should she tidy up first?