Marrying a powerful man: The third master is wild and untamable

The old record player in the cafe is playing elegant jazz.

Shen Xiuwan was sitting by the window. Behind the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window was the bustling traffic of Shili Foreign Market in Shanghai. Her face was looming on the glass, which seemed a bit strange to Fu Jincheng today.

She has changed.

She looked more calm and calm, and her brows and eyes had the charm of a young girl.

Or maybe, this is what she originally looked like.

"What's wrong?" After Shen Xiuwan paid the money, she met his gaze and raised her hand to rub her cheek in confusion, "Is there anything dirty on my face?"

"No." Fu Jincheng stood up, "Since you invited me to drink coffee, it's up to me to treat you to lunch. I heard that the Western food at Deda Western Restaurant is very good. Let's go over and try it."

"I……"

Shen Xiuwan was in a dilemma.

During the seven years she and Jincheng were married, she never waited until he invited her to eat Western food out.

I didn't expect to get divorced now, but I waited unexpectedly.

But Yuan Jing had treated her to the Western food at Deda Western Restaurant several times.

She suddenly discovered that the wish that she had never been able to achieve in the past did not seem so difficult to achieve. Even if it came true, she did not feel that it was such a rare thing now.

She is no longer the little girl she used to be who even carefully kept the empty cigarette case and old collar clip that Jincheng threw away.

She smiled with relief and said softly: "I have other things to do, how about another day?"

Fu Jincheng's eyes fell on the bags she was carrying: "Are you coming to Shanghai to visit relatives? Where is her home? I will take you there."

Shen Xiuwan did not want to make the matter between herself and Yuan Jing public.

After all, the horoscope has not been revealed yet. If the other person’s parents disagree, wouldn’t he become a joke?

Standing at the door of the coffee shop, she tightened her coat and said, "I see you went to the pier today specifically to pick up someone, right? Just go and do your work. I have been to Shanghai several times and I don't know much about this place." Not unfamiliar."

Her refusal was firm.

Fu Jincheng couldn't say anything more.

After getting into the car, he looked at Shen Xiuwan through the rearview mirror, her figure fading away in his field of vision.

Adjutant Fang held the steering wheel and sighed while looking at the road: "I didn't expect that after two years, I could still meet the third young lady! Third Master, did you just ask her for her phone number?"

Fu Jincheng was silent.

Seeing his expressionless face, Adjutant Fang knew that he definitely didn't ask.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, the third young lady is your ex-wife after all. I guess you feel that our fate is over and there is no need to continue to contact you. Hey, our Fu family was so famous back then, why are the marriages of several brothers not going well? What? Could it be that I have offended Yue Lao? Let me tell you, Third Master might as well go to the temple to donate some incense money and pray for a good marriage!"

"I never believe in gods and ghosts." Fu Jincheng said solemnly.

"I know that you are an atheist and pursue materialism." Adjutant Fang added with a sad face, "But can we seriously talk about materialism when it comes to the relationship between men and women? As for love, shouldn't it be about the heart? I heard There are wealthy businessmen who are so obsessed with pursuing their sweethearts that they even do ridiculous things such as divination and bewitching. Gods from all over the world have prayed for you. You just go to the temple to seek marriage, so what can you do?"

"You talk a lot today."

The man in the back row was impatient.

Adjutant Fang noticed the hostility emanating from him and had no choice but to shut his mouth silently.

Although he didn't speak anymore, he was still thinking of Shen Xiuwan.

He was a bystander. After seven years of watching, he felt that the third young lady was a very good woman.

What woman in the world can stand the Third Master's temper?

Only the third young lady is willing to risk her life to love him!

He hopes that the third master can remarry the third young mistress.

After Fu Jincheng left, Shen Xiuwan hailed a rickshaw and headed to Bai Yuanjing's residence.

Bai Yuanjing likes to do everything by herself, so she does not hire a live-in maid.

Shen Xiuwan opened the door with the key. The western-style building was exquisitely decorated. Several hollies and cypresses were planted in the small garden at the door. Several pots of rugged plum blossoms beside the steps were beautifully trimmed and had light pink buds in succession.

Shen Xiuwan estimated the time and cooked three dishes and one soup herself.

It gets dark early after winter.

When Bai Yuanjing came back, the house was brightly lit, there were fragrant and hot meals on the round table, and a woman in an apron was coming out with a cup of soup.

He took off his woolen coat and the fatigue in his eyes disappeared the moment he saw Shen Xiuwan. He said happily: "Wanwan, why are you here?"

"Come to see you." Shen Xiuwan hung the coat on the hanger for him, her smiling eyes bright and playful, "I made some home-cooked dishes, but my cooking skills are not good. I wonder if the dean can get used to it?"

Bai Yuanjing held her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her cheek: "I like all the dishes you cook."

Shen Xiuwan's waist is so thin that he can hold her in one arm.

Her cheeks are also very fragrant, I don’t know what kind of powder she applied on them, and they still have the sweetness of gardenia.

There was nothing he didn't like about her.

This is the first time Shen Xiuwan cooks for Bai Yuanjing.

"Oh," Bai Yuanjing sat down with a smile on his face, "It's so rich!"

On the table are crab meat and lion head, stir-fried green vegetables, stir-fried wild rice and shrimp, and finally a cup of winter bamboo shoots and pork ribs soup, which looks refreshing and refreshing.

Shen Xiuwan knew that for a young man like Yuan Jing who came from a wealthy family, these dishes were definitely not rich, but he was willing to praise them, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, feeling very sweet in her heart.

Bai Yuanjing was very considerate and had no problem with being picky. Not only did he eat up all the food, he also praised Shen Xiuwan for her talent in cooking in various ways, saying that if she opened a restaurant in Shanghai, all other restaurants would close down.

Shen Xiuwan knew that he was exaggerating, but she was still very happy, and her cheeks turned red unknowingly.

After eating, Bai Yuanjing held her down and said, "I'll wash the dishes."

Shen Xiuwan was surprised: "You want to enter the kitchen?"

She remembered that her father had always threatened that men were not allowed to enter the kitchen, so he and his mother had been married for so many years. Even if Yu's mother went home to visit relatives and her mother was sick and couldn't get out of bed, he would rather go out to eat than enter the kitchen.

Bai Yuanjing said calmly: "There is no rule here that men cannot enter the kitchen."

He brought her a plate of fruit and snacks before going to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Shen Xiuwan peeled open an orange. The orange was very sweet and fresh.

As she ate, she couldn't help but look at Bai Yuanjing's back washing the dishes.

She suddenly remembered that when she was in Yanjing, she had put in the effort to cook two hometown dishes for Jincheng, which were Biluo shrimp and cherry meat.

But Jincheng didn't taste it at all.

Thinking about it now, what if he had a taste of her craftsmanship?

For him, it was just a matter of using chopsticks, but he refused.

She even put the shrimp on his plate diligently, but until the end of the meal, the shrimp was still lying alone on his plate.

Now that I think about it, it's not that he doesn't like shrimps.

He just looked down on her.

He just didn't want to have anything to do with her.

After many years, thinking about it, Shen Xiuwan can still clearly feel the deep sadness and grievance at that moment.

Looking at Bai Yuanjing's back again, she couldn't help but blush.

That night.

Bai Yuanjing's foreign-style building has a very spacious Chinese-style study room on the second floor.

Shen Xiuwan likes this study very much. She is good at embroidering flowers, birds and animals, while Bai Yuanjing is good at traditional Chinese painting of flowers, birds and animals. She likes to watch him paint and often stays in this study for several hours.

The two of them had no other entertainment tonight, so they studied paintings in the study again.

A black car stopped at the door of the mansion.

Adjutant Fang smiled and said, "Third Master, you and Dean Bai are really destined to be together. We are as close as brothers. Now that we have moved to Shanghai, we happen to be neighbors across the street!"

Fu Jincheng got out of the car.

He had dinner with some classmates today and drank a little more at night.

He pressed his eyebrows and raised his eyes to glance at the lighted second floor opposite.

Two figures were dimly reflected behind the window, that of Yuan Jing and a woman. (End of chapter)