Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

Every day, she would see him in front of her, but she could not recognize him, let alone tell him her love.    

This feeling was too torturous.    

She did not want to continue like this.    

Why didn't Zhan Yeling recognize her?    

Shi Miao was in so much pain.    

That was why she threw herself into his arms and hugged him, complaining without caring about the consequences.    

Her tears stained his clothes.    

The warm liquid passed through the fabric and entered Fu Shao Ming's chest.    

His muscles tensed up.    

The string in his heart was about to snap.    

He supported Shi Miao's shoulders and pulled her away from his arms.    

His deep gaze stared at her and said with a tight voice, "You treat me like your dead husband again?"    

"No, not like, you are him!" Shi Miao ignored the pain on her shoulder and said to him firmly.    

"Why don't you take off your clothes and let me see? Do you dare?"    

Her eyes were filled with tears, but her eyes were firm and resolute.    

She stared at him.    

She wanted to see into his heart and into his soul.    

She wanted him to know that she was not joking.    

"Don't you want me to take off my clothes?" Fu Shao Ming snorted coldly, but he did not fall into her trap.    

Did she want him to take off his clothes?    

He was not a three-year-old child. He would not fall into such a trap.    

Shi Miao clenched her teeth and admitted, "Yes, I want you. So what?"    

"Because you are mine to begin with…"    

"Manager Shi, I'm warning you again. I'm not Zhan Yeling. I'm Fu Shao Ming!"    

Fu Shao Ming said to her.    

His tight tone and his words were so sincere that she wanted to believe him.    

However, Shi Miao was stubborn. Besides, she was determined to believe him.    

"Then why don't you take off your clothes? Take it off!" Shi Miao was on the verge of breaking down.    

There was a scar on Zhan Yeling's chest. It was the scar that Zhan Zifeng had left behind after he shot him in the chest to save her.    

Although the wound had healed, the scar was still there.    

There was also a scar on his waist. He had been injured by the blast when he was trying to save her.    

He looked exactly like Zhan Yeling, so the scar on his body might not be the same.    

Even if he had a scar on his body, it was impossible for it to be the same position.    

Therefore, she came here in the middle of the night to take off Zhan Yeling's clothes to see the scar on his body. If the scar was exactly the same, then he was Zhan Yeling.    

However, just as she was about to succeed, he held her hand and even buttoned the button.    

Shi Miao stared at him with a sad look in her eyes. She tried her best to control the tears in her eyes so that they wouldn't fall.    

Fu Shao Ming looked at her excited face. He tightened his grip on her shoulder and clenched his teeth.    

He felt bad when he saw her pained face.    

However, what could he do? He could only make her sad and make her endure the pain.    

He made up his mind and pulled her wrist out of the room.    

“You came to a man’s room at night. You want to see a man’s body. Are you crazy!”    

He yanked her and said angrily.    

Soon, he pulled her to the door.    

He opened the door and was about to throw her out.    

At the door, Qiao Xia Mu, who was about to press the doorbell, thought Fu Shao Ming was coming to open the door. She smiled subconsciously and the smile on her face instantly froze.