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

Chapter 15 He never cares what kind of perfume a woman uses

"Gusu is not considered a countryside." Bai Yuanjing denied her words, "I studied medicine when I was young and stayed there for two years. It was a good place."

Shen Xiuwan said: "It's not as prosperous as Yanjing."

Bai Yuanjing pushed up his glasses: "The double-sided embroidery you took out today is more beautiful than the several embroideries I saw in the south. In the future, when my mother celebrates her birthday, I also want to ask you for one. .”

Shen Xiuwan didn't expect that he really appreciated her embroidery.

She readily agreed.

The spring rain is flowing.

The two of them stood in the corridor, waiting for the rain to stop in silence.

I don't know how much time passed, but Bai Yuanjing's eyes fell on the empty stage: "Did Madam Third like the performance of "A Dream in the Garden" today? I heard it was very good. It was better than the one I performed in Longxing two days ago. Those who listen to the theater should be more tactful."

Shen Xiuwan secretly said that they both studied abroad. Bai Yuanjing likes to listen to operas, but Jincheng doesn't.

Jincheng prefers Western dramas, especially the works of a man named Shakespeare. However, she has never heard of this person and therefore cannot communicate with Jincheng.

But she and Bai Yuanjing seemed to have a common topic, so she talked a little more than usual: "When I was not married, I loved the play "A Dream in the Garden". After I got married here, for some reason, I listened to "The West Chamber" again. , but I like the scene where Chunxiang makes trouble with school the most."

Chunxiang is the personal maid of young lady Du Liniang. The old Confucian scholar teaches the young lady. The lessons are boring, so she keeps disrupting the academic rules on the sidelines, making the whole room laugh and cry, and makes the old Confucian very angry.

Shen Xiuwan likes such lively and cheerful Chunxiang.

Bai Yuanjing laughed: "I was in poor health when I was a child, and my father invited a foreign professor to teach at home. I did the same thing as Chunxiang. I was so angry that the foreigner paid off the course fee that day and never gave up again. Will you teach me."

Shen Xiuwan looked at him in surprise.

Bai Yuanjing looked into her eyes and said seriously: "Why, are you surprised that a gentle person like me would go against my husband?"

When he mentioned the central issue, Shen Xiuwan lowered her head in embarrassment.

The rain didn't stop at night, but got even heavier.

The rain was blown into the corridor by the wind, making it cool.

Shen Xiuwan's sleeves were wet from the rain, and she lightly dusted them.

Bai Yuanjing looked at her.

Her hands were white and delicate, and her wrist bones were slightly raised, giving her a thin and lonely posture.

His eyes moved upward.

A small cinnabar mole appeared on the wing of the girl's nose, dotting her palm-sized face, giving her a delicate scent like white porcelain. In a big house like the Fu family, she always looked down. With her head bowed, she looked like a transparent flower forgotten in the dark.

He stared for a moment and suddenly realized that it was not polite to stare at someone like this.

So he withdrew his gaze and turned to the rain curtain.

But the perfume worn by the woman next to him floated on the tip of his nose in the night wind.

He never cared what kind of perfume a woman used, but tonight he could clearly smell that Shen Xiuwan was wearing rose perfume.

He could imagine the girl carefully spraying perfume on her wrists and neck after dressing up. Her wrists were so white and tender, and the rose-scented perfume floated on her skin and slowly penetrated into her pores, making her feel He recalled the sight of dewdrops slipping into the petals of white peony when he was reading in the morning.

While each other was speechless, the teasing laughter of a man and a woman suddenly came from a distance.

It happened that wind and rain started blowing in the Zouma Tower, and the lantern in Bai Yuanjing's hand was blown out. The two of them were instantly enveloped in darkness, and Shen Xiuwan said "Hey."

In the darkness, the man and woman held lanterns and approached from far away. They hugged each other through the corridor and entered a room with familiarity.

"Second Master is really annoying. How dare you mess around in the house on a day like this! Let Second Young Mistress know so that she won't cause trouble?"

"That mother Yasha is making the limelight in the woman's pile, how can there be an empty manipulating me? My heart and liver, hurry up to kiss me!" "Hate, don't pick people's clothes! Grandma Er Shao also humiliated me today and patted my. You asked me to go pick up the money from the ground. Do we, the actors, deserve to be abused by powerful people like you?"

"She didn't abuse you, she did it deliberately to embarrass my siblings!"

"Oh? Then your third young lady is also pitiful."

"Don't mention them..."

A blushing voice followed, humming, sometimes short and sometimes long, unscrupulously piercing people's ears in the cold and lonely Zouma Building.

Shen Xiuwan blushed in the dark.

This couple is not just the second brother Fu Xilou and the actress who plays Du Liniang.

The second sister-in-law usually watches so closely, but the second brother actually dares to eat secretly at home...

It happened that there was Bai Yuanjing beside her, and when she encountered such a family scandal with him, Shen Xiuwan was so embarrassed that she wished she could crawl into the ground.

She didn't know whether to leave or stay now. She simply didn't know what to do.

Bai Yuanjing was already accustomed to the filthiness of these wealthy families: "Let's go around from the other end of the corridor."

Fortunately, the rain gradually subsided, and Shen Xiuwan quietly followed Bai Yuanjing back to the banquet hall.

Bai Yuanjing took out a business card and handed it to her: "This is my business card. Tonight, Bai and the third lady have become friends."

"Yuan Jing," Xue Qishu came over and glanced at Shen Xiuwan unexpectedly, "We should go back."

Bai Yuanjing took a few steps and couldn't help but look back.

Shen Xiuwan was looking at his business card. Behind her was a blur of red lights, green wine, shadows, shadows, and fragrant clothes. Only she was covered with a layer of pearl-like white halo, which was incompatible with such glitz and glamour.

Bai Yuanjing suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

It was like trudging through a cold night, and finally saw a family in the vast snow. The dim electric light shone through the window glass, and I could vaguely smell that they were cooking meat in the stove.

And that kind of warmth does not belong to him, a passer-by.

Shen Xiuwan put away Bai Yuanjing's business card, and when she turned around, she accidentally bumped into Liu Manling.

Her hair was disheveled and her makeup was all stained from crying.

Her eyes were fierce and her voice was sharp: "Shen Xiuwan, you won! Are you happy?!"

Shen Xiuwan didn't know why.

Liu Manling held down her handbag with one hand and wiped away the tears from her face with the other.

Two quarters of an hour ago.

She found the Third Master and happily told him about his concubine: "Third Master, since our affairs have settled down, why don't I quit my job at the film company tomorrow and move to your place. As for the banquet, there's no need for it. To be extravagant and extravagant, setting up dozens of tables at the Yanjing Hotel is enough."

Fu Jincheng looked at the cards in his hand.

The cigarette held between his fingers burned for a long time because he hadn't smoked it. The orange firelight reflected the man's dark and deep eyes.

How much colder was the air pressure around him: "Auntie?"

"Yes," Liu Manling was immersed in joy, her voice was sweet and rustling, "My wife stamped it herself. From now on, I will be the third master's son..."

She thought that the third master would be as happy as she was, because she thought that the third master liked her. Otherwise, why would he pay so much money to support her, take her to various occasions in a high-profile manner, and why would he give her expensive gifts? jewelry?
  But there was no joy, anger or joy on the third master's face.

Just when she was gradually at a loss, the other party laughed softly.

(End of this chapter)