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

He looked into Shen Xiuwan's eyes.

Those almond eyes were clear and bright, obviously the same as before, but yet very strange.

Did she notice that he carefully matched his clothes today?

Fu Jincheng is not sure.

"Jincheng?"

Seeing that he was lost in thought, Shen Xiuwan couldn't help but remind him.

Fu Jincheng came to his senses and said, "Ask Adjutant Fang to see you off."

Shen Xiuwan thought for a while, Adjutant Fang was Jincheng's confidant. With his face, I am afraid that he could be popular in the whole of Shanghai, and the people in the patrol room would also make some conveniences for her to reduce unnecessary trouble.

She smiled and picked up her handbag: "Thank you very much."

Fu Jincheng was a little stunned.

He remembered that Shen Xiuwan was reserved and timid in the past, and she was always cautious even when she smiled, with a sense of humiliation to please her. But now she has a sweet and generous smile, and her almond-shaped eyes are bright and curved, like crescent moons hanging on the window strings.

It turns out she smiles. Doesn’t she look good like this?

Shen Xiuwan had already left in a hurry.

Her scent seemed to still linger in the restaurant.

Fu Jincheng closed his eyes, feeling a surge of complicated emotions in his heart.

He ate some casually according to Shen Xiuwan's food order and went upstairs.

Pushing open the door of the room, Shen Xiuwan stayed here for the night. She kept the room very clean, keeping the pillows and bedding neat, and not even a hair was left behind.

He remembered that she had always loved cleanliness. Even after seven years of marriage, their bedroom in Fu's mansion was still spotless and clean.

He reached out and touched the quilt.

What came to mind was Zhou Cibai's face.

At that time, he and Shen Xiuwan were divorced.

He brought Zhou Cibai back to Fu Mansion, intending to invite her and her family to sit down for a meal.

But the mother, second brother and second sister-in-law didn't like Zhou Cibai.

Facing Zhou Cibai's greetings, her mother just said with a cold face: "Miss Lao Zhou took time out of her busy schedule to come and greet me, an old woman. My body is still strong, and I think I can live for more than ten years. I don't know the future. A hundred years from now, if Miss Zhou is far abroad, won’t she have time to attend the funeral?"

For the first time, my mother spoke such serious words without hesitation.

One can imagine what kind of bad impression Zhou Cibai left on her back then.

At that time, he was suddenly anxious to go out to handle official business, so he arranged for Zhou Cibai to go to his study first.

When he came back, Zhou Cibai was already standing at the door of his and Shen Xiuwan's new house.

She pointed to the lock on the door: "I heard your second sister-in-law say that this is your bedroom, but why did you lock it?"

He was silent for a moment and said, "Nothing."

"Can I go in and have a look?" Zhou Cibai asked.

He didn't answer.

Zhou Cibai smiled: "Because of Shen Xiuwan? You want to keep her things so that you can see things and miss her in the future?"

Fu Jincheng sneered.

He doesn't love Shen Xiuwan, so how could he miss others when he sees things?

He just...

He just didn't want to see anything in this room again.

This room was a remnant of that old-style marriage. It not only trapped Shen Xiuwan but also him.

It is simply a prison.

As if to prove that it was not because of Shen Xiuwan that the room was locked, he quickly got the key.

Everything in the room was as before.

Shen Xiuwan's clothes were hanging in the closet, and unused gouache and rouge were on the dressing table.

In the ashtray, there were even a few cigarette butts that he had thrown away.

The winter sunshine shines in from the window, making it warm.

It seemed that in the next moment, the girl from the south of the Yangtze River wearing a cheongsam would run out of somewhere in surprise, calling him Jincheng with bright eyes and admiration, asking him obsessively if he would stay the night tonight. There is dust floating in the light and shadow.

Fu Jincheng saw that her dressing table was covered with a fine layer of dust.

He vaguely remembered that she would never appear again.

They are divorced.

At that moment, the winter sun was no longer warm.

It was as if thin rain had fallen from the bottom of his heart, and the leaden sky was so gloomy and cold. It was obvious that he should be relieved, but he felt as if he had lost something very important.

"Jincheng? Jincheng?"

Zhou Cibai called out several times.

Fu Jincheng just came back to his senses: "Huh?"

Zhou Cibai tilted his head: "What were you thinking about just now?"

Fu Jincheng walked to the closet and reached out to rummage through the contents of the drawer: "Nothing."

He quickly pulled out a box.

Opening the lid of the box, there were some odds and ends hidden inside, including his old wallet, broken gold-rimmed glasses, a broken tie clip, a lighter with no oil, and a crushed cigarette box. They came back from Suzhou together. train ticket stub.

It's all useless garbage.

But because it was his, she treasured it as a treasure.

How much did Shen Xiuwan love him back then?

Fu Jincheng doesn't know either.

He found an extra diamond ring in the box.

He picked up the diamond ring and remembered that it was his and Shen Xiuwan's wedding ring.

He only wore it once at the wedding, and then threw it away, but she wore it for seven years, even reluctant to take it off when sleeping and bathing.

But now she finally took it off.

He didn't know how she felt when she took off the diamond ring. Was she sad or relieved?

He couldn't imagine it.

The bedroom was quiet, with countless tiny dust floating in the light and shadow. The huge wedding photo they hung on the wall seemed to be covered in dust, so that their faces and expressions in the photo could not be clearly seen.

When he finally came back from his thoughts, Zhou Cibai was gone.

He suddenly felt that Zhou Cibai was not that important.

He didn't even have the urge to go out and look for her.

He sank deeply into the sofa, quietly looking at the box full of broken bits and pieces, holding the diamond ring tightly in his palm.

The winter sunlight slipped through the window strings.

Inch by inch, until the entire bedroom was covered in dim twilight.

The stars rose.

Right outside the window.

Fu Jincheng sat in the darkness and remembered that Shen Xiuwan's eyes were very similar to the stars.

But he couldn't find Shen Xiuwan.

Later, he invited Zhou Cibai to a coffee shop and wanted to apologize to her.

Zhou Cibai changed the location to a church.

They sat by the fountain and watched flocks of white doves flying across the sky.

Zhou Cibai seemed to be in a good mood. While feeding the pigeons, he said, "I have booked a flight back to Paris. It will be the day after tomorrow."

"you are leaving?"

"Well." Zhou Cibai looked at him seriously, "Jincheng, I regret and feel lucky now. I regret abandoning you ten years ago. In the ten years I was gone, another woman finally appeared by your side. In my heart, she is actually more important than me, but you didn't realize it yourself. And I'm glad that woman is Shen Xiuwan, she is very good, she loves you more than me, and she deserves your love more than me. Jincheng, I lost to She did."

Fu Jincheng was silent.

He wanted to deny it.

He wanted to say how could he like an old-style bride arranged by an elder?

But at this moment, in front of the solemn church, he couldn't say anything no matter what.