After rebirth, I lie down and become the wife of the richest man

Chapter 148 Why are you?

Wanton plunder, with anger and hatred.

The faint smell of tobacco entered her mouth.

People passing by couldn't see their movements at all, they only saw two people sheltering from the rain under an umbrella.

Violent raindrops, tick tock.

be terribly upset.

Jiang Xinyu's mind was taken away by his domineering and arrogant kiss.

Almost powerless.

After leaving for a moment, the warmth on her lips was still there, making her heart feel like rainwater falling from the corner of an umbrella, filled with the heat of a whole summer.

Is he still here?
Do you still believe her?

Looking at each other speechlessly, didn't you realize that you are not a man's clothing in the next second?
She blushed and her heart beat, and said angrily:

"You are sick?"

After touching the wig that was crooked on one side, she realized that it had been exposed long ago.

Wearing a men's suit jacket embarrassingly, he rushed into the rain, and quickly got into the black public with double flashes on the side of the road.

But Fu Yusheng's movement of reaching out to stop him was in vain, and he chased after him for two steps in vain.

He wanted to say that he was not sick, but he didn't have time to say so.

I didn't expect her to escape.

He didn't mistake her, right? Her breath, her eyes, her facial features, the little mole on her left earlobe, her voice, how could he be mistaken?

Even if she pretended to be a man and just took off her coat, wouldn't she still be able to tell that she was a woman at a glance?The woman who thinks about it day and night?

He twitched the corner of his mouth, and a smile surfaced.

Putting the umbrella back into the car not far away, said in a deep voice:

"Go back to the hotel and check the car parked behind just now."

"Okay, Mr. Fu."

Song Tezhu was obedient as always.

……

Jiang Xinyu was still unable to extricate herself from the scene where she met Fu Yusheng.

The whole head is his shadow.

Lying on the back seat, tilting his head to look at the pouring water outside the car window.

It rained so much.

When did Fu Yusheng come?
How did he know?
After thinking about it, Aunt Wang said:
"Miss Jiang, look, the rain is getting heavier and heavier! The rainstorm came so suddenly, I kept you waiting just now!"

Soon?

It's just time for a kiss.

Jiang Xinyu didn't speak.

Aunt Wang asked again:
"Miss Jiang, is your hair really not wet? Do you want to use a towel?"

"Need not."

She looked away from the window, closed her eyes, and replied two words without emotion.

The city was congested for 2 minutes, and at the fork in the countryside, the road was unimpeded.

Soon we will arrive at Ting Yuxuan.

Jiang Xinyu changed into dry and cooler clothes, a mid-length white T-shirt with a red apple printed on it.

Sitting on the sofa in the lobby, eating the blueberries and strawberries that Aunt Wang just washed.

Staring at the rain outside the courtyard in a blink of an eye.

Heavy rain in the morning.

Light rain in the afternoon.

Continuous torrential rain at night.

Come night to lie down and listen to the wind and rain, Fu Yusheng fell asleep again.

……

It rained for two days in a row, and it cleared up on the third day.

Jiang Xinyu's mood was the same as the weather, the rain turned sunny.

Sit on a garden bench and conceive a new painting while sipping juice.

On the canvas in front is an ancient gouache painting.

Under the pink peach tree, a long-haired woman in a red dress, holding a bronze long sword, has a beautiful and lonely silhouette.

"Almost what?"

Jiang Xinyu gulped down half of the freshly squeezed orange juice, and put the transparent glass on the small round coffee table aside.

In the blink of an eye, he put down the brush, held the brush again, dipped in the ink, and wrote a poem on the upper right of the painting:

"Peach, flower, one, cluster, open, nothing, Lord..."

She wrote word by word.

Suddenly, a figure approached and chanted:

"Crimson loves light red?"

Who took the next sentence?
Jiang Xinyu turned his head in surprise, and in an instant the brush splashed thick ink on the canvas.

The surprise that flashed in her eyes disappeared in a flash, then she put down her pen and said quietly:
"why you?"

Lu Yuzhi looked at the canvas and said apologetically:
"Sorry to bother you, it's a pity that such a good painting is ruined."

Jiang Xinyu said indifferently:

"It's okay, doodling, pass the time."

Walking to the wicker chair next to him, he motioned for Lu Yuzhi, who was still watching, to come and sit down, and then looked into the room:

"Aunt Wang, make a cup of tea."

"Ok."

Seeing that it was King Lu, Aunt Wang happily made a cup of scented tea.

Lu Yuzhi admired her masterpiece for a long time, marveling at the artistic conception in her painting, and then sat down on the wicker chair next to her.

"How did you find it here?"

Jiang Xinyu stared at him a few times before asking.

The white T-shirt and slacks he is wearing today.

Looking at the wrought iron gate in a blink of an eye, it was unlocked when I went out in the morning.

When did some gift boxes pile up at the door?

Maybe he didn't hear her calling outside the courtyard?
Lu Yuzhi also looked at Jiang Xinyu, his little face without makeup was bright and charming. Under the cover of flowers, without the seductiveness of flaming red lips, he looked more fresh and refined.

As expected, light makeup and thick smear are always suitable.

No wonder mom likes it just by looking at it.

Why is he not?

He smiled happily and said:

"I came to the door to thank you. The medicine you prescribed to mom, she felt much better after drinking it. Let me thank you on her behalf."

"Of course, I should also thank you. Do you think the injuries on my face are all healed?"

Jiang Xinyu stared at his face seriously again. Indeed, the skin was smooth and delicate, without any trace of wound.

At any rate, the medicine was personally prepared by her master doctor of the first national medicine.

A panacea for removing putrefaction and promoting muscle growth.

She nodded with a sense of accomplishment:
"Well, it's fine as long as it's done, lest your mother look sad."

After speaking, he picked up the orange juice and touched him.

At this time, she suddenly noticed a stern gaze from the corner of her eye.

Turning around, there were two more figures at the door.

Fu Yusheng had already stood there staring at it for a minute.

He came following Lu Yuzhi.

Seeing the two of them sitting together as if they were in a good relationship, he was going crazy with jealousy!

his wife!his child!another man...

Want to walk away angrily, think about it, can't.

The pattern is going to be opened, maybe Jiang Xinyu is trying to annoy him on purpose?
He walked over directly, looked at her unfinished painting, sat in front of the stool, and picked up the brush.

This time it was Jiang Xinyu's turn to be surprised.

The boss didn't lose his temper?

This unscientific? !
With his character, shouldn't he be furious and roar:
"Lu Yuzhi get out!"

Or, "Woman, you are courting death!"

Could it be that she is too narrow-minded?

Jiang Xinyu didn't know why Fu Yusheng didn't look angry at all, but had a very good temper and an unusually calm appearance.

Immediately got up, walked around behind Fu Yusheng, quietly watched him write the next line next to the unfinished poem:
"Crimson loves light red?"

And with a stroke of ink inserted by mistake, he drew the back of a cat with a swipe of the pen.

So under his hands, the imperfect paintings turned into interesting masterpieces!

Jiang Xinyu couldn't help smiling.

Unexpectedly, the murderous man can also write poems, draw pictures, and most importantly, can draw cute animals like cats?
She couldn't help but have a new understanding of him.

Sillyly watching him put away his pen, he stood up and hugged her into his arms.

His magnetic voice sounded, with a gentle questioning tone, whispering in her ear:
"So, do you like dark peach blossoms or light peach blossoms?"

Did he interpret the poem literally, or did he overinterpret it?

He should be over-interpreting, waiting for her reply.

Jiang Xinyu struggled twice, and gently pushed him, a jealous man away.

(End of this chapter)