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

Chapter 54 Yunzhu, I want you to perm my hair.

Fu Jincheng came out of the bathroom. The hospital bed had been neatly tidied.

Shen Xiuwan lowered her head and sat on a chair peeling an apple.

Hearing the footsteps, Shen Xiuwan raised her head and said with a smile: "We have cooked fish fillet porridge at home. Mei Xiang will bring it over soon. You should eat an apple first to cushion your stomach."

She followed Zhou Cibai's example, cut the peeled apple into small pieces and put it on the plate, then picked up a piece with a toothpick and thoughtfully brought it to Fu Jincheng's mouth.

Fu Jincheng sat back on the hospital bed and picked up a newspaper: "I have no appetite, you can eat it yourself."

Shen Xiuwan's hand froze in mid-air. After a long while, she silently took it back.

She lowered her head and ate two pieces of apples, but she couldn't quite taste them.

Maybe a little sour.

She put the fruit plate on the bedside table and looked at the man.

He was reading a newspaper, with a new pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose. Even in hospital clothes, he was still handsome and elegant, and his gestures showed nobility and calmness. The little nurse couldn't help but look at him twice.

He is also a very well-educated man. Even when facing her, the bride arranged by the family, he still has been responsible for her for seven years.

Shen Xiuwan felt greedy.

During the first three years of marrying him, she just wanted to consummate the marriage with him and become his real wife.

After the marriage was consummated, she wanted to have a child again.

Now that she has a child, she has become even more greedy. She greedily hopes that Fu Jincheng can stay with her and her daughter and never abandon them.

Shen Xiuwan suddenly sat beside the hospital bed and hugged Fu Jincheng gently.

She pressed her cheek against his chest, and her voice was muffled, with a little bit of pleading: "Jincheng, when you recover, let's live a good life in the future, okay? Just like parents, love each other for a lifetime, and treat each other forever. Never leave. Jincheng, Shuangshuang and I can’t live without you..."

Fu Jincheng turned a page of the newspaper and asked, "What happened to you today?"

Shen Xiuwan didn't answer, still holding his waist, as if stubbornly waiting for his promise.

But the ward fell into silence.

No one took the lead to break the silence.

It wasn't until Mei Xiang came in with the thermos bucket that Shen Xiuwan sat back on the chair with a pale face.

Mei Xiang didn't notice the abnormal mood between the two of them, and cheerfully served a bowl of porridge to Fu Jincheng: "My wife personally watched the fish fillet porridge cooked in the kitchen. The fish was tender and sweet, and the white rice porridge was soft and rotten. She was afraid that the third master would not have an appetite. You also specifically asked me to bring you some dishes of pickles..."

The afterglow of the evening shone into the ward. It was late autumn, and the sycamore trees outside the window had already been dyed frosty.

Amidst Mei Xiang's nagging voice, Shen Xiuwan picked up the plate of apples, lowered her head, took a piece with a toothpick and put it into her mouth.

The apple flesh has turned yellow after being exposed to the air for too long.

Not tasty at all.

A few days later, Fu Jincheng was officially discharged from the hospital.

Shen Xiuwan dressed up specially, took Shuangshuang to the hospital to pick him up, and said softly: "Mom asked the kitchen to cook a big table of dishes, and hired two maids at home to take care of you. She wants you to stay at home. Take good care of yourself for a few months."

Fu Jincheng put on his suit and tied his tie slowly.

He leaned over and pinched Shuangshuang's white and tender little face, and said with a smile: "I'm not going home today, the Ministry of Transportation's affairs are piling up, all waiting for me to deal with. Those delicious things are left to us Shuangshuang Eat, Shuangshuang needs to eat more so that she can grow up quickly."

Shen Xiuwan bit her lip.

She led Shuangshuang and followed him to the entrance of the hospital, and watched as he got into the adjutant's car and disappeared from sight.

"Third lady."

A gentle voice came from behind.

Bai Yuanjing chased him out with the medical records: "You left this behind."

"Thank you, Dean Bai." Shen Xiuwan took it, her expression unnatural. She always seems to be bumped into by Bai Yuanjing when she is most down and embarrassed.

She vaguely knew Bai Yuanjing's feelings for her, but she asked herself, there seemed to be nothing about her that deserved the affection of a young and outstanding doctor like him.

Besides, she is a woman after all.

Bai Yuanjing glanced at the gloomy sky: "It's going to rain. I'll arrange a car to take you home."

"No--"

"It's just that the third lady is not afraid of getting caught in the rain. Shuangshuang is still so small, she can't get caught in the rain." Bai Yuanjing pushed up her tortoiseshell-rimmed glasses, with a sincere smile on her face, "It's not my private car, it's a hospital reserve The third lady doesn’t have to worry about the car.”

Shen Xiuwan took the courage to look at him.

This person always seems to be so thoughtful when doing things...

What Shen Xiuwan didn't expect was that it was Bai Yuanjing who drove them home in person.

Bai Yuanjing bought a bunch of candied haws on a stick for Shuangshuang on the road. The little girl was so happy that she ate the candied haws attentively along the way.

Shen Xiuwan sat in the back row and wiped the transparent sugar stains around her daughter's mouth with a handkerchief: "It's rare for her to eat this. Her grandma usually doesn't allow her to eat it."

Bai Yuanjing knew what kind of person Mrs. Fu was.

This kind of roadside stall is cheap and dirty to her, so her granddaughter is naturally not allowed to eat it.

"It's okay to eat it once in a while." Bai Yuanjing held the steering wheel, "By the way, my classmates abroad came to Yanjing two days ago and planned to hold an art exhibition here, and they gave me some tickets."

"Art exhibition?"

"It's a Western painting exhibition. I happen to have two extra ones here. You can go with Jincheng."

Shen Xiuwan knew that Fu Jincheng liked Western culture very much, and there were Western oil paintings hanging in the small living room of their suite.

Jincheng must be interested in the art exhibition, right?
  And she has been married to Jincheng for so many years, but she has never visited an art exhibition with him.

She couldn't help but feel a little excited, and said awkwardly: "Then...thank you very much, Dean Bai. You sent me and Shuangshuang home, and gave me and Jincheng art exhibition tickets. I don't know how to thank you."

Bai Yuanjing glanced at Shen Xiuwan through the rearview mirror.

He smiled gently.

He fell in love with Shen Xiuwan at first sight.

For him, Shen Xiuwan living a good life is the best reward for him.

Shen Xiuwan took two tickets to the art exhibition and returned to Fu Mansion with Shuangshuang.

When Yunzhu saw the ticket, she couldn't help but clapped her hands: "Sister-in-law, you actually bought the ticket for Mister Li's art exhibition! I bought it too, and I plan to go there tomorrow to have a look. How about we go together?"

After she finished speaking, she noticed that Shen Xiuwan had two tickets in her hand, and she suddenly showed a teasing expression.

She blinked at Shen Xiuwan: "I think, third sister-in-law is going with third brother, so I won't join in the fun, so as not to be disliked by others!"

"Who dislikes you?" Shen Xiuwan blushed at her words, "Speaking of which, I have something to ask of you tomorrow."

"what's up?"

Shen Xiuwan was a little hard to say.

She found Zhou Cibai's photo under Jincheng's pillow.

She knew that Jincheng's old love for Zhou Cibai was simply unforgettable.

A woman like Zhou Cibai is beautiful, has a good family background, and has insight and courage that ordinary women cannot match. Compared with her, she is like a dim star or a bright moon.

She stroked her low bun and thought about Cibai's fashionable appearance in a dress and perm in the photo last week, feeling a sense of inferiority in her heart.

She plucked up the courage and said, "Yunzhu, I want you to perm my hair. I also want to try on a dress."

(End of this chapter)