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

The thin bamboo gauze curtains obscured the view, making it difficult to see the two figures clearly.

Adjutant Fang was surprised: "Am I right? There is a woman in Dean Bai's house?! Someone like him——"

He seemed to have thought of something again, and his words came to an abrupt end.

His usual impression of Bai Yuanjing was that he was clean and gentle, with a scholarly air all over his body. He was handsome and noble, and his long, jade-like hands were particularly eye-catching. With his hands like that, he had done precise surgery for countless terminally ill people. Operation.

In the past few years, he has lived in seclusion, and is completely different from other rich and powerful children who live and drink. There are no Yingying Yanyan around him, and he has never had a close female companion. He seems to only like to stay in the hospital.

That's why he was so surprised when he suddenly saw an extra woman in his house.

But thinking back carefully, Dean Bai is also a man.

At his age, he should have gotten married and had children long ago. What does it mean to have multiple women in the family?

He sighed with emotion: "I don't know which young lady fell in the eyes of Dean Bai. With his status and ability, he is enough to match the daughter of the President's family. I really want to see what kind of fairy this young lady looks like." A face!"

Fu Jincheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Adjutant Fang's words were pretty much what he thought.

Aunt Bai almost thought that Yuan Jing was going to die alone. If she knew that he had a woman by his side, she would be so happy that she would wake up laughing in the middle of the night, and Yuan Jing would be considered to have blossomed.

He was also curious about what kind of woman could win his eyes for a person like Yuan Jing, but after all, this was the other person's private matter, and he couldn't help but knock on the door in the middle of the night to ask clearly.

He glanced at the two figures again, then turned around and entered the mansion.

In the study.

Bai Yuanjing laid out the paper and drew it with ink, and a pair of extremely beautiful green-backed tits stepped on the bright red tianzhu fruit appeared on the paper.

"It's so beautiful..." Shen Xiuwan was amazed, "Yuan Jing, can you give this painting to me? I want to use it as a reference for embroidery."

Bai Yuanjing washed her pen with a smile: "Of course."

Shen Xiuwan held the painting and looked at it from left to right, very satisfied.

Although she has been busy with the textile factory business in the past two years, she has not fallen behind in embroidery work. Unfortunately, the patterns her mother gave her are too old. She always wants to embroider some new patterns, and Yuan Jing's traditional Chinese paintings can be used as a reference.

"By the way, I brought you something too." Shen Xiuwan thought of something and quickly went downstairs to get the few cloth bags. While taking out the things, she counted her family treasures, "There are the pickles newly made by Yu's mother, and Yaozu dug them out for me. My mother said she couldn’t eat the fresh winter bamboo shoots and asked me to bring some to you.”

There is still some mud on the winter bamboo shoots.

Only then did Shen Xiuwan notice that the soil had stained the floor. The excitement she had just felt was gone. She blushed at a loss and said, "I...I'll clean it up for you."

She put the winter bamboo shoots back into the bag and was about to get the broom when Bai Yuanjing held her wrist.

Eyes facing each other.

Bai Yuanjing frowned slightly: "You don't have to be so cautious."

Shen Xiuwan was slightly startled.

Bai Yuanjing calmly took out the winter bamboo shoots and weighed them in the palm of his hand. His narrow phoenix eyes were filled with a gentle smile: "These are good things. They are so heavy that it is hard for you to bring them all the way. Just put them in the study for the time being. I am just right." I want to draw a picture of winter bamboo shoots.”

Shen Xiuwan pursed her lips.

She has no love experience and only had one failed marriage.

She remembered that when she was at the Fu Mansion, both the Fu family and Jincheng disliked the things sent by her parents' family. They disliked the earthy smell of those things and were afraid that things in the countryside were unclean.

Even a newly spun cotton quilt sent by my mother all the way was laughed at by my second sister-in-law. But Yuan Jing is obviously a son of a powerful person, but he doesn't care about this.

The gap between people is so huge.

She lowered her head, suppressed the grievance that filled her heart, and wiped her hands with red eyes.

She took out the sweater from another bag and said with a smile: "It's not just those, there are more. This is the sweater I knitted for you. You can try it to see if it fits you."

The sweater was knitted with the most expensive cashmere yarn. Shen Xiuwan felt that the patterns that He Biqing and Yu's mother brought were too old-fashioned, so she went through foreign fashion magazines and selected a basic V-neck model from them.

Bai Yuanjing knew at a glance that she had put a lot of thought into this.

He washed his hands, carefully put on the black sweater, looked in the mirror, and couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart: "Just right!"

Shen Xiuwan also felt very good when she saw it.

Bai Yuanjing caressed the sweater lovingly, and couldn't help but hug Shen Xiuwan into his arms.

He lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of the woman's hair: "Stay in Shanghai for two more days, okay?"

The man's chest was firm and warm, like a harbor where he could rest in winter.

Shen Xiuwan lay in his arms and whispered: "Yuan Jing, you know that I am a traditional woman. I chose you to get married in a serious way."

"I know."

"What did your parents say? Do they know what happened to us?" Shen Xiuwan looked at the mirror with a calm face, "Not only do I have a very different background from you, I have also been married, I have had children, and I even had a miscarriage. But... will they really approve of you marrying a woman like me?"

In the mirror, those beautiful and bright almond eyes showed a trace of confusion.

Even though Yuan Jing kept telling her that she was fine, she could still clearly realize that the world's perspective was different from that of Yuan Jing. In the world's eyes, there was a world of difference between her and Bai Yuanjing. People from two worlds.

Can a woman who has been married or even had children really get a second happy marriage?

Shen Xiuwan was not sure.

Bai Yuanjing held up her face.

The woman's face was so small, seemingly no bigger than his hand, and her porcelain-white skin and delicate, dewy eyebrows made him feel pity for her.

He said: "I have already spoken to them on the phone, but such an important matter cannot be explained clearly on the phone after all. I want to introduce you more formally in person, so I invite them to come to the south to see you in person next month. By then , I would like to invite the two families to sit down for a casual meal, what do you think?"

Shen Xiuwan thought for a while and replied: "Don't disturb my parents first, let me have a meal with them alone? If my uncle and aunt are satisfied with me, it won't be too late for the two families to have dinner together."

As she said this, she felt deeply unconfident in her heart.

She didn't know what the Bai family's parents were like, and whether they looked down on her like Mrs. Fu.

just in case……

Shen Xiuwan lowered her eyelashes and clasped Bai Yuanjing's sweater tightly with her slender fingers.

She started to get scared.

Facing the unknown elders, she began to feel unconfident about this relationship.

Are she and Yuan Jing really suitable?