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

It snowed heavily last night.

The early morning sunlight shines through the glass windows, and everything in the ward is pure white and fresh.

When Fu Jincheng stepped into the ward holding white roses and newspapers, Zhou Cibai was already awake.

He handed her the newly bought newspaper: "Today's daily newspaper."

Zhou Cibai sat on the bedside, put down the milk cup in his hand, unfolded the newspaper, and couldn't help laughing: "Hey, why did you buy me a food newspaper?"

"I haven't read it yet. What's the food talking about?"

Fu Jincheng asked while putting the bouquet of white roses in the vase.

"The headline on the front page is about hot pot. It is said to be a delicacy enjoyed by both refined and popular people in winter. There are white meat pot, assorted pot, first-class hot pot, chrysanthemum pot and other names. 'In this season of late autumn and early winter, with frost and cold wind, restaurants in Nanshi area , the hot pot is already on the market, and the gourmets can just go through the butcher gate and have a good meal...'" Zhou Ci read a few words in vain, and then he laughed, "However, compared to the hot pot in the north, I prefer Sichuan. A Chinese-style tripe pot, the soup is boiling hot and served with butter and black bean chili sauce. Although it is spicy, the taste is unforgettable."

Fu Jincheng sat on the sofa: "What's so difficult about this? Since you love to eat, when we arrange a banquet for your birthday next month, I'll ask the hotel to prepare a Sichuan-style hot pot for every table."

Zhou Cibai closed the newspaper: "I used to take care of you, but now it's you who take care of me. You even have to worry about my birthday party next month. Why, can't I handle the birthday party myself? ?”

"Come on," Fu Jincheng lit up his cigarette with a side face, "Since you were a child, which birthday party have you had the most fun with? Especially when you were ten years old -"

The flame from the lighter lit the cigarette.

Fu Jincheng's eyes darkened.

Zhou Cibai's smile also faded.

Of course she remembered her birthday party when she was ten years old.

Not long after she was born, her biological mother divorced her father and went abroad. His father soon married a rich girl from Jincheng. Girls from Sichuan and Shu were famous for their beauty, and her stepmother was no exception, but her temper was different. She tends to be gentle and gentle, but also has her own opinions on major matters. She keeps everything at home in order.

When Zhou Cibai was four years old, she had a high fever. Her father was not at home, so her stepmother took her to the hospital.

She remembered that it rained heavily that day and the roads were muddy and difficult to navigate. When she saw the wheels were completely stuck in the mud, her stepmother simply carried her on her back and ran to the hospital in the pouring rain. A woman who loved cleanliness like her stepmother could not care less about the dirt splashed on her body. mud.

Later, the doctor lamented that there was such a good stepmother in the world. If she had come half a day later, she would probably have had a high fever and burned out her brain nerves, and she would have become a fool from then on.

She lay on the hospital bed, dimly watching her stepmother busy taking care of her.

In her eyes, her stepmother seemed to be glowing.

It turns out this is mom.

From that day on, she started calling her stepmother mom.

She longs to be a woman like her stepmother, gentle yet powerful, able to have her own strength and magnetic field without relying on others, able to take care of everyone calmly, and able to be someone others can trust.

So whenever she got along with her friends, she took the initiative to treat herself as a sister, learned from her stepmother's words and deeds, and took care of them in an orderly manner, including educating the Bai family's younger brothers not to bully others in school, and reminding Qishu to bring textbooks to school. and a pen, giving the lonely Jincheng a warm hug.

Even when playing house, she still has to play the role of mother.

But the stepmother was so young. Five years later, she finally had her own child. They were a pair of very cute twins, and they were also their father's first son.

Since then, the family seems to have changed.

Whether they are parents or servants, they start to put their twins first in everything.

She began to worry about gains and losses, and she began to do her best in everything. She took care of her younger siblings as the eldest sister. She was more sensible than adults. She thought that in this way, she could get the attention and praise of her parents.

But it didn't.

The focus of the family is always on the younger siblings.

She is like a transparent person.

In confusion, her tenth birthday has arrived. They attach great importance to the child's tenth birthday party here. According to the rules, the stepmother should organize it for her, but at this time, the younger brother and sister happened to be sick, and the stepmother had no time to take care of her. She could only design the birthday party by herself, and she was still immature. Writing invitations to her good friends in her own handwriting.

She only invited a few of her best friends, including Jincheng, and asked the cook at home to prepare a banquet for the children. Even the cake was sent by Jincheng and the others, so it was not a big deal.

Just when she was wearing a small crown, a princess dress, and making wishes on the birthday cake, her stepmother and father came back from the hospital.

Dad's eyes immediately turned red, he overturned the cake and scolded sternly: "Your younger brother and sister are still in the hospital. You, the elder sister, don't know how to go and take care of me. You actually have the idea to hold a birthday party here! Zhou Ci!" Bai, you are so capable!"

Her friends were present at the time.

A ten-year-old child is already old enough to know face and dignity.

Her father scolded her like this, making her unable to hold her head up in front of her friends.

She stood there in confusion and fear, tears welling up in her eyes.

In the end, the stepmother persuaded: "Today is Bai Bai's tenth birthday, please stop saying a few words. Bai Bai, your parents have ignored you. Here, here is one hundred yuan. When you finish eating the cake, you can take it with you." Friends go outside to play.”

With tears in her eyes, she held the hundred yuan that her stepmother thrust into her hand.

She felt that since she had younger siblings, her stepmother and father had become a bit strange.

They didn't treat her well, but they didn't treat her badly either.

All that was due was given, but no more was given.

The birthday cake that year was the most unpleasant and bitter she had ever tasted in her life.

Later, she still liked to imitate her stepmother's dress and behavior, she still liked to eat Sichuan hot pot that her stepmother liked, and she still liked to take care of others as a sister.

Seeing the grateful eyes of others brings a special joy to her heart.

But this kind of care is actually limited to when her interests are not touched.

Zhou Cibai sometimes thinks that she is not actually the good person that others think.

Hospital ward.

White roses are fresh and pure, exuding a rich and sweet fragrance.

Zhou Cibai smiled, with a hint of playfulness in his eyebrows: "It's rare that someone wants to hold a birthday party for me, so I'll thank you first."

Only when she was teasing would she call Fu Jincheng "Third Master" like others.

Fu Jincheng walked to the window with the smoke in his arms, pushed open the window glass, and let the cold wind take away the lingering smoke.

His tone was calm: "It's just a piece of cake. Once the guests and food orders are drawn up, I'll have someone send them over for you to check."

Zhou Cibai paused and asked, "Will Xiuwan and Shuangshuang come?"

Fu Jincheng was silent and looked back at her.

Eyes facing each other.

Zhou Cibai pursed his lips and continued: "Yuan Jing came to see me this morning. I heard from him that Shuangshuang's hand was injured last night and required several stitches. Children actually understand everything. When I was a child , I really hope that my father can see me more, I think Shuangshuang is probably the same."

After she finished speaking, she felt a little regretful.

In fact, she shouldn't mention Shen Xiuwan and Shuangshuang in front of Jincheng.

But somehow, she remembered her childhood and said these words out of nowhere.

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