Chief Assistant's Fugitive Wife

Chapter 11 Yu Fusheng Visits

Is this figured out?

Su Yuheng slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and asked in a cold voice:
"Your facial features can't express?"

"Huh? Oh."

Gu Cheng was stunned for a moment and came to his senses, pointing the end of his eyes at Tang Miaoyan with his index finger, and made a reluctant grimace.

Then weep in my heart.

My lord, my lord.

You want to flirt with your wife, can you come by yourself?

Where is there a follower to do this kind of thing for you?
He was ugly and frightened his wife, so the adults took care of him.

It's well done, if Madam laughs, the adults will take care of him.

He is so difficult.

Originally, I thought that Su Yuheng had passed all the tests, and the world would be peaceful afterward.

Who would have imagined that Yu Fusheng actually came to the door.

"This is Madam's handkerchief, and comedians are here to return it."

The man in the fancy costume was as handsome as a snow lotus on the top of a snow mountain.

The voice is soft and ethereal.

This really echoes the saying: speaking is better than singing.

Just looking at the woman's personal belongings in his hands, Tang Miaoyan frowned slightly.

"Boss Yu doesn't know what it means to give or receive a kiss?"

Let's not talk about how the handkerchief ended up in his hands.

Even if it was picked up.

He sent it to the door so carelessly, just to cause trouble for the other party.

If you have a big heart, you should quarrel with the talkative woman about this matter.

If you are more cautious and stimulated, you may end your life with a crooked neck tree.

This man is sincerely looking for something for her.

"In the hearts of comedians, people are people, and there is no distinction between men and women."

He spoke frankly.

"The boss is the boss, and the state of mind is really different from others."

Tang Miaoyan sneered, folded her arms and stared at him, and continued to reprimand:

"Or, you ruined the reputation of many women, and you have completely forgotten that there is such a thing as fame in the world? It's not your fault for being good-looking. But you can't just rely on your good-looking face to dismiss all admirers. Playing like a fool. On the surface, you are gentle and gentle and give hugs, but in your heart you are contemptuous of women who spend money to get close to you. Ten pennies can’t buy your dignity, so you anesthetize yourself with non-gender words.”

"Yu Fusheng, first, I never thought you were special, and I was not interested in you at all. Please don't make me think that the word opera is an insult. Second... I never use a handkerchief. The one in your hand Something, sent to the wrong person!"

After she finished speaking, she was about to close the door. A big hand with an old scar immediately pressed the other side to prevent her from turning her face away.

"Madam Su thinks that comedians stole this handkerchief from you?"

His particularly bewitching peach blossom eyes flickered with unknown meaning.

If it wasn't for his annoyed tone, Tang Miaoyan really thought he was an actor without real emotions.

A good actor who plays everywhere in life.

"Not stealing from me. I never use a handkerchief, after all!"

"Mrs. Su, today you are giving away flowers from comedians, and you already look down on comedians. Now that you don't even recognize the personal things that comedians send to your door, is it too much of a deception?"

Yu Fusheng frowned, looking more and more angry.

"There are so many people in the world. It doesn't matter whether others think highly of you or not. The important thing is that you think highly of yourself. Even if I just spent ten cents to hug you, so what? It's just that there are so many people in this world. A buyer that you feel disgusting and have to deal with. Don't bother me anymore, I don't have time to pour chicken soup with you all the time."

Tang Miaoyan's expression was more impatient than his.

Several spectators at the door of the house have long been eagerly waiting to spread gossip.

She didn't want Su Yuheng to hear any more rumors and come back to trouble her.

Not to mention writing the name on the handkerchief, it didn't even have a flower embroidered on it.

As long as she denies it, no god can testify that it is hers.

A few words will be sent away by the silly Yu Fusheng, and she will go home and continue to do housework.

An hour later, the tall and handsome man came back from the outside, and his face was dark again.

"All the people have been recruited! Tang Miaoyan, aren't you jealous, are you planning to do a fake show for real?"

Facing Su Yuheng's questioning, Tang Miaoyan frowned and retorted sharply:

"He picked up a handkerchief and mistakenly thought it was mine. Just to ask, why did the fake show come true? Su Yuheng, can you stop looking for trouble?"

Hearing this, Su Yuheng not only did not lose his temper, on the contrary, he frowned even tighter.

The way she looked at her was like a student who sees mistakes and makes sophistication.

"A generation of famous actresses redeem themselves for a personal handkerchief to follow! Tang Miaoyan, I really underestimated you in the past! Your ability to seduce people is truly the best in the world."

Tang Miaoyan stared at his angry and handsome bright eyes and became puzzled, turning slightly to look at Gu Cheng behind him.

Gu Cheng was already jumping anxiously.

Meeting her gaze, he immediately told her the truth with his lips:

Yu Fusheng moved next door!
"..."

Tang Miaoyan reacted and almost bit her tongue.

She couldn't say anything at the moment, and looked towards the west where Gucheng was pointing.

Separated by two wooden fences and a narrow path, someone was packing up.

The gentle man in green clothes was Yu Fusheng who was arguing with her just now.

"I thought that Madam's hint this morning was for my husband. Now it seems that my husband has misunderstood!"

Su Yuheng suddenly changed his previous low-pitched anger, and now he became gentle again, even with a slight teasing in his tone.

Tang Miaoyan only felt that the hairs on her entire back were twitching.

Finished!

This is a big misunderstanding!

Su Yuheng laughed angrily.

She is not far from death!

Su Yuheng didn't wait for her to answer at all, and walked into the room after saying these words.

His steps were brisk, as if he had never heard about Tang Miaoyan and Yu Fusheng.

Gu Cheng sighed helplessly, and quickly lowered his head to follow Su Yuheng's pace.

When he left the house, he thought that the husband and wife would finally see the moon when the clouds opened.

Whoever imagined it, in the blink of an eye, the relationship between the two deteriorated rapidly.

Turning your face is faster than a child crying!

Ugh!
"Madam Su, I don't have a feather duster at home, can I borrow one from yours?"

Unexpectedly, at this time, the instigator came to the door to cause trouble.

Looking at Shangyu Fusheng's gentle eyes, Tang Miaoyan really wanted to punch him.

Didn't she understand what she just said?

Not only did this bastard not leave quickly, but he even redeemed himself from the theater troupe and moved in next door?
Don't say it was Su Yuheng who misunderstood.

At this moment, even she herself was going to misunderstand what Yu Fusheng had in mind for her.

"You are so courageous! What kind of feather duster do you use? No! Don't come to my house in the future, I will not borrow anything from my house."

Tang Miaoyan glared at him angrily, turned around and went back to her room.

She sat on the bed for a whole afternoon, and at night, she understood exactly what Su Yuheng's warning meant!
(End of this chapter)