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

The cigarette burns quietly.

The sound of car horns came from the road, and vendors selling bean juice, noodles, tea, sugar and oil cakes crowded outside the hospital, shouting and selling with great effort.

Fu Jincheng shook off the cigarette ashes and looked seriously into Zhou Cibai's eyes: "Do you want her to come?"

There is another question hidden in these words——

Do you want to push me to Shen Xiuwan?

The man's gold-rimmed glasses glowed with a cold metallic luster. He stood there, handsome, tall and graceful, but with a rational and almost cold attitude, he left the choice in Zhou Cibai's hands.

Zhou Cibai remained silent.

These days, Jincheng comes to the hospital to see her whenever he has time.

They chatted all over the world, from the embarrassing things they did together when they were young to their current careers, from art and fashion to the international political situation. They talked about everything except each other's marriage.

She is Jincheng's confidant, and Jincheng is also her confidant.

During the long cold night, the heater was burning in the ward.

She was wearing a thin white cashmere sweater, hugging the quilt and sitting on the hospital bed. Jincheng sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her. On the bedside table was a bouquet of flowers he sent every day, sometimes white roses, sometimes red roses. .

Behind him, snow was falling on Yanjing City outside the window, and the neon lights of the night market were faintly visible.

They joked and joked.

Like when I was a kid.

She threw the pillow into his face, and he pretended to be angry, and accidentally pressed her under him. They looked at each other close to each other, and they were breathing heavily. She could feel that his eyes were gradually moving towards her. on the lips.

But morality constrains her behavior.

She didn't dare to go further with him, so she could only push him away with a smile and pretend that nothing happened and straighten her clothes.

But her sense of morality could not bind her heart.

She knew very well that she could never forget Jincheng.

She is greedy for the tenderness given by other people's husbands. She is like a thief who hides in this hospital under the pretext of being injured and steals the love that should belong to Shen Xiuwan in a despicable manner.

Zhou Cibai was pulled by a fierce sense of conflict, and her heart seemed to be tormented in a world of ice and fire.

She secretly grasped the quilt, her face remained calm, and she said gently: "She is your wife, and also my friend and partner. You should invite her both emotionally and rationally."

Fu Jincheng tugged at his thin lips.

Obviously this answer did not satisfy him.

He put out half the cigarette in the ashtray and picked up the coat hanging on the hanger: "I'm leaving. I'll see you again in the evening. Tell the escort what you want to eat, but don't touch big fish or meat until the wound is healed. Spicy and heavy food.”

Zhou Cibai raised his eyebrows: "I'm not a child."

Fu Jincheng's eyes stayed on her lips for a moment before leaving the ward.

After he left, the smile on Zhou Cibai's face slowly faded.

She looked at the bouquet of white roses in the vase.

"This bouquet of flowers is very beautiful." Bai Yuanjing came in from outside, "Did Jincheng give it to you?"

Zhou Cibai nodded briefly, and then said: "Yuan Jing, please go through the discharge procedures for me now."

"So urgent?"

"I plan to go back to Paris, as soon as possible."

"There are no flights from Yanjing to Europe in the past two days, but there are flights from Shanghai."

"Then go to Shencheng first." Zhou Cibai got out of bed and packed his luggage, "Please tell Jincheng..." She paused while packing her things, and then said: "Forget it, don't tell him anything. He will come later. When the hospital asked me where I went, you just said I went back to the Bai family."

She could not stay in Yanjing for a moment longer.

Relationship between man and woman is the most dangerous game.

She was afraid that she would lose control of her heart when she saw Jincheng, and she was afraid that she would be the third party to destroy other people's marriages.

She would rather be a deserter in love than a third party.

Bai Yuanjing stood in the dean's office upstairs, watching Zhou Cibai leave the hospital in a hurry.

He twisted the string of golden sandalwood beads and turned around to make a call.

After being connected, he said gently: "Is this Adjutant Fang? Please tell Jincheng that Miss Zhou has been discharged from the hospital and seems to be planning to go to Shanghai from the airport."

……

Fu Mansion.

While having breakfast in the dining room, Shen Xiuwan clearly noticed the disdain and resentment in Xue Qinzhen's eyes.

She pretended not to see it and lowered her head to feed Shuangshuang.

Xue Qinzhen tore open the bread, rolled her eyes, turned to Fu Xici and smiled softly: "I thought I was so affectionate. I ran back all night to support her... What happened? I didn't go to the hospital early in the morning to see Zhou Cibai. Gone? It’s just a joke!”

Fu Xici took a sip of coffee and continued: "The third child came back for Shuangshuang, not for her."

"That's right." It's our family's fault, you're so cheap! Hey, if this matter were to be done to me, I wouldn't be able to bear the grievance."

Fu Xici pinched her face and said, "You are a young lady of the Xue family. Who dares to make you suffer?"

"Hate!"

Xue Qinzhen slapped his hand away with an angry look.

Shen Xiuwan still seemed not to have heard their conversation, and wiped the corners of Shuangshuang's mouth with a handkerchief.

She lowered her eyelashes, and a trace of ridicule flashed in her pupils.

It had only been a long time since the second brother kept an actor. At that time, the second sister-in-law and him had such a fierce quarrel that they even talked about divorce. Now she has forgotten all about it!

Looking at the second brother's careless behavior, I'm afraid he is not honest in private now.

All the brothers in the Fu family were half-assed, and she didn't know what Xue Qinzhen could be proud of.

She asked Shuangshuang gently: "Are you full? When you are full, let's go see Aunt Yunzhu."

Before Shuangshuang could answer, the sound of smashing things suddenly erupted upstairs.

Xue Qinzhen immediately pricked up her ears: "It seems to be coming from my sister-in-law's room. Come on, let's go up and have a look!"

Everyone hurried upstairs and saw that Fu Yinhong and Cen Qingru's room was in a mess. The Western glass table lamp and patterned porcelain were smashed to pieces. Even the wedding photos hanging on the wall were thrown to the ground and shattered. The mirror split the wedding photos into countless fragments, and the original loving scene became extremely distorted and weird.

Fu Yinhong was wearing baggy pajamas and standing on the floor with red eyes, looking quite embarrassed.

He raised his finger and pointed at Cen Qingru, and shouted in a rough voice: "I've been too polite to you all these years!"

Cen Qingru sat on the sofa.

She still had her hair neatly tied up, and she wore the expensive jade Buddha head on her chest. The silk embroidered cheongsam outlined the woman's plump and graceful figure. The porcelain on the coffee table was smashed, but the coffee cup in her hand was still intact. It was still intact, her face was turned sideways, and she had an aura of calmness and authority.

She glanced at Fu Yinhong and sneered: "If it hadn't been for the stock losses last time and I was in desperate need of cash, I wouldn't have discovered that you had sold off all the jewelry in my safe! Why, do you have the guts to take my jewelry? You have a little lover outside and you don’t have the guts to admit your mistake to me? You are yelling at me here, Fu Yinhong, have I given you face?”

Shen Xiuwan was confused as she listened to the two couples arguing.

Didn’t you get back all the money you lost on stocks last time?

Why did my sister-in-law say she was in urgent need of cash?