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

The spring sun is delicate and warm.

A pot of green plants placed on the shoe cabinet reflects the booming business.

Fu Jincheng lowered his eyes and looked at the green plants, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his eyes had dark and complicated emotions.

The person he abandoned in the past was regarded as a treasure by Bai Yuanjing very early on. That man watched with such cold eyes as they had conflicts in their marriage, and watched with cold eyes as they divorced...

In ancient times, there was hatred for seizing wives, and it was said that "brothers' wives should not be bullied." However, Bai Yuanjing did not plot against him during their marriage. He only started pursuing her after he and Shen Xiuwan divorced.

He couldn't hate Bai Yuanjing.

As for Shen Xiuwan, she had never been sorry to him during their marriage. She loved him so much that all the celebrities and powerful people in Yanjing City knew that the third young lady of the Fu family could even tolerate him keeping a singer and having secret love affairs.

From the beginning to the end, he was forcing Shen Xiuwan to divorce.

Therefore, he has no right to hate Shen Xiuwan.

Waves of pain filled the chest.

He stretched out his hand to hold the position of his heart. He was obviously in a warm spring day, but at this moment, his whole body was cold, and the pain on the verge of suffocation came like a tide, almost drowning him completely.

He sank into the deep sea and could not see the light of day...

In the living room, Fu Xici was the first to notice him: "Jincheng!"

The sound caught the attention of others.

Everyone quickly looked at the door of the living room.

Fu Jincheng's face turned pale, but fortunately no one could see his face clearly as he stood against the light.

He held on to the wall, calmed down his emotions, and said in a deep voice: "Sorry, I'm late."

Xue Qinzhen said with a smile: "It's not too late, we happened to be asking about Yuan Jing and Xiu Wan's love story! Yuan Jing said that he liked Xiu Wan when he was in Yanjing. Jincheng, at that time you were devoted to Miss Zhou and only considered Xiu Wan. Wan regards Xiu Wan as family, could it be because he noticed Yuan Jing's feelings for Xiu Wan, so he was anxious to divorce them at that time?"

Fu Xici frowned and poked Xue Qinzhen with his elbow: "Stop saying a few words!"

"Hey, why did you stab me?" Xue Qinzhen raised a slender eyebrow, "Am I still wrong?! Who in the world doesn't know that Jincheng hated that arranged marriage so much that he didn't even touch it in the first three years? Xiuwan! Everyone in Yanjing City knows that he doesn’t love Xiuwan at all..."

She is a fast talker.

With these words, the atmosphere in the living room became subtle and strange again.

Finally, it was Bai Yuanyu, the fifth lady of the Bai family, who smoothed things over with a gentle tone: "dinner is about to start in the restaurant. Dad, Mom, Aunt Fu, why don't you go and sit down first? Brother, do you know where the wine cellar is? Let's Go pick out some bottles of wine for your parents. By the way, I don’t know what kind of wine Uncle Shen and Aunt Shen like to drink? "

As soon as wine was mentioned, Shen Zhongyun became excited and wanted to go and see the wine cellar in person.

With his interruption, the weird atmosphere in the living room was diluted a lot.

Shen Xiuwan stood up and greeted everyone with a smile to sit in the restaurant. She took Bai Yuanyu's arm and said kindly: "Sister Yuanyu, you go and sit too. Your elder brother and I will go get the wine."

Bai Yuanyu nodded obediently, looking at her with a little pity in his eyes.

Everyone went to the dining room. Shen Zhongyun and Shen Yaozu plunged into the wine cellar. The father and son admired Bai Yuanjing's wine collection and wished they could take it all back to their hometown in Suzhou.

Shen Xiuwan was leaning against the wall outside the wine cellar alone.

She stared at the tips of her slippers, her slender eyelashes casting two shadows on her fair cheeks.

——Who in the world doesn’t know that Jincheng hated that arranged marriage so much that he didn’t even touch Xiuwan for the first three years! Everyone in Yanjing City knows that he doesn't love Xiuwan at all...

Yes, everyone knows that Fu Jincheng doesn't love Shen Xiuwan.

That is to say, she is stupid and thinks wishfully that as long as she keeps giving, Jincheng will fall in love with her one day.

She looked at her ring finger.

I once wore a diamond wedding ring here for seven years. She remembered that when she first took it off, there was a faint trace of the ring on her finger. Two years later, the trace had disappeared.

but……

She raised her hand and touched her heart.

But although the scars were gone and she no longer loved Jincheng, she still felt heartbroken every time she thought of the past.

It turns out that truly loving someone is not like ripples blown by the wind across the water, which will disappear as time goes by.

That feeling is more like growth rings. The passage of time cannot erase the traces of its existence. It is engraved in the heart. When you look back after many years, it is still engraved in that position in the heart.

Another figure appeared in front of Shen Xiuwan.

It's Bai Yuanjing.

He held one of her hands: "What are you thinking about?"

Shen Xiuwan gently hugged his waist: "Yuan Jing, I want a new diamond ring."

Bai Yuanjing clearly captured her low and embarrassing mood.

He gently stroked her back: "What's so difficult about this? I originally planned to take you to choose a diamond ring tomorrow. I want to buy you the largest diamond ring in Shanghai. Well, it should be bigger than the diamond ring you and Jincheng got when they got married. big."

Shen Xiuwan was amused by him and rubbed her cheek against his chest.

She is not a vain person, and she has never thought about getting a big diamond ring.

She just...

She just felt that she should have a new diamond ring.

The three families had a lively lunch in the restaurant.

Bai Yuanjing originally booked a suite for them at the Peace Hotel, but Mrs. Fu said that it was rare for the family to get together and she didn't know what to do in the future. It was better to stay here for a few days and have dinner together sooner or later.

Bai Yuanjing temporarily hired some maids for help, and Shen Xiuwan took them to decorate the guest rooms upstairs in person.

Xue Qinzhen and Fu Xici, a couple with restless tempers, started hosting the Bai Yuanyi brothers to play mahjong after lunch. Shen Yaozu and others also opened another table, and the whole villa was extremely lively for a while.

Fu Jincheng smoked two cigarettes alone and climbed upstairs by accident.

He didn't find Shen Xiuwan, but he found an embroidery room.

The embroidery room is well-lit and has all kinds of needles, threads, fabrics, and embroidery fabrics. You can tell that it has been carefully decorated at a glance.

In the middle of the embroidery room stands a piece of embroidery that is about to be completed. It is embroidered by a middle-aged female textile worker. The needlework is delicate and lifelike. The satin surface that reflects the shimmer is very textured, as if even the woman's gray hair is real. The most rare thing is that her eyes inexplicably reveal a bit of compassion and forbearance, making the entire work come alive.

Fu Jincheng stared blankly.

He had always felt that embroidery was a time-consuming and labor-intensive thing, reserved for the entertainment of dignitaries, and was simply the foot-binding cloth of the feudal dynasty.

But he didn't expect that traditional embroidery can also embroider the helplessness and pity of female textile workers and the great compassion of mothers, which is more exciting than realistic photos and artistic paintings...

Is this work by Shen Xiuwan?

"Brother Fu, what are you looking at?"

Suddenly a female voice came from behind.

Bai Yuanyuan came over, took a look at the embroidery, and couldn't help but curl her lips in disgust: "What are you embroidering! People embroider flowers, grass, and rich landscapes, but she is so good, she actually embroidered a textile worker! Sure enough, she was born in a poor family and can't get on the stage!"

She took out a bottle of ink from nowhere and said with a smile: "Brother Fu, let's secretly sprinkle the ink on it. Will Shen Xiuwan be so angry if we see it?!"