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

As they got closer, Shen Xiuwan was surprised and happy: "Why are you here? Are you here on behalf of the government to inspect investment? I've seen it in the newspaper, saying that the government recently intends to support national industries and oppose the dumping of foreign goods."

Because of the government's decision, the orders she lost have long since been replenished, and she can subsidize the female workers during the Chinese New Year.

Fu Jincheng was silent.

How was he going to say that he came specifically to visit her?

He could only say: "So be it."

After a pause, he asked again: "Where have you been today?"

"I -" Shen Xiu said softly, but remembered that it was not convenient to announce her relationship with Yuan Jing now, so she swallowed the words alive, "I went out to visit a friend. Have you eaten? Why don't you come to my house to eat?" At this time, it’s time for Mother Yu to prepare dinner.”

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her fair and beautiful face, and her almond-shaped eyes were bright and soft, as if they were filled with stars.

Fu Jincheng secretly tightened his hands.

He thought that Shen Xiuwan probably secretly liked him, right?

Otherwise, how could she invite him to her home for dinner so enthusiastically.

He said: "I'll invite you to a restaurant."

"It's a rare time for you to come here, how can I let you spend money?" Shen Xiuwan said generously, "I'll treat you. By the way, I'll send the things home first."

Fu Jincheng stopped her: "Just put it in the car."

He knew very well how much He Biqing hated him.

If Shen Xiuwan returns home and He Biqing learns that she wants to have dinner with him, he will definitely not let her out again.

Shen Xiuwan chose a local restaurant.

Not expensive, but affordable and authentic.

The store has only one floor, and it was bustling with many customers during dinner time.

Passing through the lobby, many people knew Shen Xiuwan, and men and women greeted her enthusiastically.

Their eyes fell on Fu Jincheng again, and they couldn't help but become more curious and scrutinized.

Fu Jincheng felt uncomfortable looking at them.

Especially the few men sitting in the corner. Judging from his vicious eyes, these men definitely hid their thoughts towards Wanwan. They looked at him with particularly cold and vicious eyes. His brows were lightly furrowed, his expression He couldn't help but get angry.

Shen Xiuwan took him to sit on the empty seat by the window, and said to an aunt with a smile: "Aunt Wang, I want squirrel mandarin fish, salt water shrimp, sweet and sour short ribs, osmanthus glutinous rice and lotus root, fish head and tofu soup."

After naming the dishes, she glanced at Fu Jincheng and asked in a low voice, "Do you drink?"

"It's all right."

Shen Xiuwan said: "Breathe another pot of osmanthus wine."

The aunt wrote down the food and drinks, and joked in Suzhou dialect: "Awan, you ordered so many dishes, who is he? Where is the man you brought to dinner last time? Tsk, tsk, tsk, these two look alike. Jun! You are blessed!"

Shen Xiuwan smiled, her cheeks slightly red.

When she spoke, Wu Nong said softly: "Aunt Wang, don't talk nonsense, he is a guest in my house."

Aunt Wang teased a few more words before walking away with a smile.

Fu Jincheng couldn't quite understand the conversation between them.

However, he felt that when Shen Xiuwan spoke Wu language, it was very sweet and sweet, like spring water melting away.

Based on his tone, he couldn't help but guess whether the aunt had misunderstood the relationship between him and Shen Xiuwan, but he was actually very happy to be misunderstood.

He also caught that the aunt seemed to mention another man in her words.

Did Wanwan bring other men here for dinner?

Who could that be?

He was a little absent-minded. When the food and wine were served, he was about to use his chopsticks. Shen Xiuwan took the chopsticks and dishes familiarly and scalded them with boiling water first.

Fu Jincheng looked at her.

Southern girls like them seem to be accustomed to washing the dishes and chopsticks first when they go out to eat in a restaurant.

His eyes fell on her hands. Her hands were well maintained, slender, white, soft and boneless, and her nails were trimmed round and clean, like pale pink shells.

He thought a little wildly, had he held her hand when they were still husband and wife?

Have you held it?

He couldn't remember. "Okay." Shen Xiuwan handed him the bowl and chopsticks.

Fu Jincheng poured himself a glass of osmanthus wine. After tasting it, he saw that the alcohol content was not high, so he also poured a glass for Shen Xiuwan.

It was completely dark outside the window.

The lights in the tavern came on, dim and dim, with a layer of pyrotechnic greasiness.

The hall was full of diners talking and laughing, making it noisy, which made the winter night not so cold.

Fu Jincheng noticed a few unkind glances in the corner again.

He took a sip of wine, a chill appearing in his eyes.

He hated this group of men who cared about Shen Xiuwan like flies.

He broke the silence at the dinner table: "Have you been alone for the past two years?"

"Well."

Shen Xiuwan lowered her head to eat and responded vaguely.

"I see that the men over there seem to have that kind of interest in you." Fu Jincheng looked indifferent, "I am also a man, and I know what men are thinking. They don't look like good people, you - even if you don't Look for people, don’t look for them.”

"what?"

Shen Xiuwan looked at the corner in surprise.

She does have many suitors over the years, but they shouldn't all gather here for dinner, right?

When she saw the men clearly, she couldn't help but feel a little angry: "Jincheng, don't talk nonsense, they are my cousins."

There were so many people here, and the light was dim, that she never noticed them.

She quickly got up and went to greet them.

Fu Jincheng: "..."

No wonder.

When the old man of the Shen family passed away, he came to attend the funeral. Later, the Shen residence hosted a family banquet. These people seemed to be guests, and some of them knew his face.

At that time, he didn't bother to socialize with Shen Xiuwan's relatives, so he didn't remember them much.

Now that he and Shen Xiuwan are divorced, it is reasonable for these people to dislike him.

As he thought this way, he felt much more comfortable because he lost a few competitors.

Shen Xiuwan quickly returned to the dining table and glanced at Fu Jincheng complicatedly: "We are divorced after all, so I won't introduce them to talk to you."

She was really afraid that Jincheng would be beaten by her cousins.

The meal became silent again.

After half the wine, Aunt Wang enthusiastically brought over a plate of pickles she had made herself.

Fu Jincheng picked up a pickle absentmindedly: "I heard her say that you have brought other men here to eat? Of course, don't get me wrong. We have lived under the same roof for seven years. I said these words , It’s all just out of concern for you. You once misjudged someone, and I hope you won’t misjudge the wrong person next time. If you are willing, I can help you check."

Shen Xiuwan felt irritable for no reason.

This man is really annoying. He never cared about her when they were married, but now that they are divorced, he has begun to care about her love life.

She urged: "Third Master, hurry up and eat. The food will be cold later."

She calls him "Third Master"...

Fu Jincheng lowered his eyes and took a bite of the pickle.

He quickly put down the pickles: "It's sour and doesn't taste good."

Not only Shen Xiuwan was in a bad mood now, but Aunt Wang, who came here specially to deliver peanuts, was also in a bad mood.