The crimson rich family, the petite wife makes you addicted!

"I'm back, have you had dinner?" Su Cen changed his shoes, then walked to the sofa next to him, sat down, folded his hands together, and put them on his lap. For some reason, every time he faced him, She was inexplicably nervous.

Shen Mohan glanced at her with an unpredictable expression, and said lightly, "It's too late."

The thick and magnetic baritone voice sounds cold to Su Cen. She has been married for more than a year, and the number of times she has met him is very few. This marriage is really what he said, he just Gave her a 'position' of Mrs. Shen!

To outsiders, she is an enviable young mistress of a wealthy family, a beautiful Mrs. Shen, I am afraid that only she knows what life in a wealthy family is like.

"Then I'll get you something to eat." Su Cen hurriedly got up and went into the kitchen. Although her walking posture was still upright, her steps were messy and her body was a little stiff.

"En." Shen Mohan responded, raised his eyebrows unfathomably, raised his head, and stared at Su Cen's stiff back for a long time with narrowed phoenix eyes. . .

Su Cen, who was busy in the kitchen, thought of the entrustment of her mother and aunt, and her mind was in a mess. She didn't know how to ask him about the child. As his legal wife, she dared not and didn't want to ask about everything about him. , like a puppet doll, do whatever he wants, for fear that if he is dissatisfied, this marriage will be ruined.

Subconsciously, Su Cen wanted to marry this nominal marriage between them, but in fact, she was afraid that he would propose a divorce. It's not that she didn't want to lose this marriage, but she couldn't lose it!Her family, her family will not allow her to lose this marriage!

In about half an hour, four dishes and one soup with all kinds of flavors and flavors were in Su Cen's hands, and they appeared on the table like a magic trick.

"The craftsmanship is good, why don't you eat it?" Shen Mohan tasted the food on the table elegantly, without hesitation in compliments, glanced at Su Cen who was sitting blankly opposite, and said lightly.

"Thank you, it's good that you don't dislike it. I used it with my mother in the hospital." Su Cen's face was a little hot, and her smile was a little unnatural, because she told a little lie. When she came back from the hospital, she was full The mind is all about the kids and can't eat anything at all.

"How is Mom? Are you okay?" Shen Mohan stared at her slightly red face, lost for a moment.

"Well, the recovery is good, thank you for your concern."

They have always been so polite and distant before, respecting each other as guests.

Silent night, silent people.

His calm face did not reveal what he was thinking, Su Cen, who claimed to be a Buddha, couldn't help swallowing, trying to calm the throbbing in his heart.

He has the capital to make people crazy, she will never deny this, but this does not mean that she will live and die for him.

There is a saying that goes well, 'Some men are painful whether they want it or not', she really can't afford a man like him!

Regarding their marriage, she knew very well that as long as one of them left, this matter would be the past and everything would disappear.

The so-called husband and wife, the so-called affection, only exist in the mouths of other people, but not in one's own life.

Sensing her gaze, Shen Mohan raised his head, the eyes of the two met in the air, but it was meaningless, there was no shadow of her in his eyes, and no presence of him in her eyes, they were two parallel lines that could never meet .

"Shen Lang is engaged tomorrow, let's attend together."