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

Shen Xiuwan's body suddenly froze.

She pushed Fu Jincheng away and quickly sat down on the corner of the bed: "Don't touch me!"

She hugged the quilt tightly and panted rapidly in the darkness. Her heart contracted and swelled violently as if she was being stimulated, as if it would explode in her chest the next moment.

In her mind, the picture of her husband and Zhou Cibai being in love appeared -

When she was alone guarding Shuangshuang, when she sat alone until dawn, he hugged his childhood lover and rubbed his hair together, doing the same intimate things he had done with her on the bed.

Naturally, he and Zhou Cibai would have a lot to talk about.

In the long winter night, in each other's body temperature, they talked about their longing for the past ten years. Maybe they would also talk about the misfortune of each other's marriage. Maybe Jincheng would tell Zhou Cibai what an unpleasant country man he married. Mrs.

betray……

Shen Xiuwan suddenly thought of this word.

Waves of nausea surged in her stomach, and she emphasized in a trembling voice: "Don't touch me..."

Fu Jincheng also sat up.

He didn't expect Shen Xiuwan's reaction to be so big.

Although he took care of Zhou Cibai in the hospital, he never touched her. After visiting her every day, he would take Adjutant Fang's car back to his private house to rest.

He rubbed his brows.

He just had a little fun and wanted to see Shen Xiuwan jealous for him, just as a little flirtation at night, but he didn't expect her reaction to be so intense and to make trouble with him like this.

It was as if he had really done something outrageous.

He lost all interest and said slowly: "You knew from the beginning that I resisted this marriage. Later I filed for divorce, but you yourself refused. Shen Xiuwan, you know who the woman I love is, and you also know I have no feelings for you, and even so you still refuse to divorce. Now you want to quarrel with me again, from what standpoint do you stand to quarrel with me? The current situation is the result of your own choice, isn't it? "

The room was dark.

The shallow snow light shone through the window glass, and Shen Xiuwan could vaguely see the outline of Fu Jincheng.

There was obviously enough heating in the room, but she couldn't help but tremble all over as she stared at the man.

Yes, she really had no position to control which woman he was with.

Who is she?

A wife is not like a wife, and a friend is not like a friend.

It was like an old rag forced on him by Grandpa Fu, and he was so disgusted with it.

Over the years, it's not that she hasn't been disappointed in him, and it's not that she hasn't had the idea of ​​divorce.

but……

However, he always gave her a little sweet taste when she was about to accumulate enough disappointment, like a carrot deliberately hung in front of a rabbit. She looked at the carrot longingly, thinking that if she worked a little harder, she would be able to succeed. She could reach it, but in fact, despite all her efforts, she could not reach even half of it.

His uncertain attitude made her increasingly humble as she worried about gains and losses in her relationship. She held her heart in her hands and dedicated it to him. From then on, her emotions and life were completely controlled by him.

He weaved a web of love with ambiguity, trapping her here easily.

From now on, I can't escape, can't let go, can't let go.

She married him when she was sixteen.

At that time, she was still ignorant, young and immature, and did not know what Qi Dafei was. She only knew that she fell in love with this handsome and noble man at first sight. He was the first man she liked in her life and was her deeply beloved husband. , is the hero she has looked up to for seven whole years.

For seven years, he never looked back at her.

Tears quietly accumulated until they welled up in her eyes.

Shen Xiuwan lowered her head and wiped her tears carelessly, choking and saying: "When I was not married, I couldn't cry once a year. Women are really strange. Why do they become so easy to shed tears after falling in love with someone?"

When she spoke, there was a helpless and self-deprecating curve on her lips. In fact, she knew very well that it was not because she liked someone that she cried, but because that person was not worthy, which made her cry.

Tears wetted a few strands of black hair, making the woman's face look pale and thin. Her eyes were round. She was only twenty-three years old. There was still a little innocence in her pupils that did not understand the world. The small cinnabar mole on the wing of her nose made her look... She looked younger than her actual age and did not look like a woman who had given birth to a child.

Because she loves someone deeply, her tearful eyes are a little more affectionate.

She stared at her husband, and her voice was hoarse after crying: "Jincheng, you don't like me, so you don't want me to continue to like you. You hope that I will fall in love with another man and then divorce you, right?"

Fu Jincheng's eyes were dark.

He has been loved by Shen Xiuwan for seven years.

He knew how wholeheartedly she loved someone, how pitiful and lovely she was, and how she wished she could give her whole heart to that person without reservation.

If one day in the future, another man appears in her eyes, what will he do?

You'll probably be relieved, right?

After all, he has always been eager to end this old-fashioned marriage arranged by his elders.

With this thought in mind, he picked up the pair of gold-rimmed glasses from the bedside table and put them on.

He whispered: "Yes."

As soon as the words fell, the woman's already sad face became even more sad.

She lowered her head deeply, clutched the quilt tightly with her thin white hands, and her thin shoulders trembled slightly, as if she was crying or laughing.

Tears fell one by one, dyeing the sapphire blue silk quilt into dark colors.

Fu Jincheng frowned.

He stretched out his hand to hold Shen Xiuwan's hand. The woman's tears fell down and happened to fall on the back of his hand. The temperature was actually boiling hot.

How can human tears be so hot?

Fu Jincheng suddenly hugged her impatiently.

He hugged her, showing some rare tenderness in the cold night: "If you are willing, I can make an agreement with you. When you fall in love with someone else in the future, we will go through the divorce procedures, and I will transfer half of the property to you. Give it to you. Of course, before you fall in love with someone else, you can still stay in Fu Mansion and continue to be your third young mistress. In exchange, you are not allowed to interfere in my private affairs. "

What he meant was clear.

This marriage is tantamount to existing in name only.

Two people should live their own lives, and no one should interfere with the other.

Shen Xiuwan lay in his arms, her cheek pressed against his heart.

She opened her eyes, which were red and swollen from crying, full of despair and confusion.

Can she fall in love with anyone else besides Jincheng?

Maybe she will never have the courage to love someone again in her life.

The next morning.

Shen Xiuwan did not fall asleep.

She huddled up in bed and listened quietly to the sound of Fu Jincheng getting up and washing up. After a while, he picked up his coat and went straight out.

She waited for a moment, then sat up and called Mei Xiang: "Where has the third master gone?"

Mei Xiang replied crisply: "The third master went to see the young lady and took Adjutant Fang's car to go out. It seems he is going to the hospital."

Go to the hospital...

Shen Xiuwan bit her lip.

He went to see Zhou Cibai again.