The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 91 He's Her Husband
Fu Sichen stayed in the apartment all the time, he didn't find anyone to come and unlock the lock, and the ashtray on the coffee table in the living room was full of cigarette butts.

He smoked one cigarette after another, and when he finished smoking the whole pack, he took out wine from the wine cabinet and poured it down his throat continuously.

Tang Xinyan's eyes of hatred and loathing for him kept appearing in her mind.

He threw away the wine bottle in his hand, hugged his head with both hands, and tore his scalp fiercely.

Why did he and Tang Xinyan get to where they are today?
It seems that since Tang Yurou frequently appeared by his side, the rumors and rumors about Tang Xinyan he heard came from Tang Yurou first——

No, no, no, Tang Yurou is gentle, tactful, and considerate. She can't bear to trample an ant to death. How could she slander and frame her sister?
Fu Sichen got up and looked around the apartment carefully.

Only now did he realize that Tang Xinyan had arranged the house very warmly.

In the bedroom, there is a portrait of her leaning on his arms.

This must have been painted by her!

In the painting, she and him are so intimate, and the way she looks at him, like the moonlight reflected in the water, is so tender, pure and loving.

Fu Sichen stroked his cracking forehead and sat down on the ground decadently.

The chest was empty, as if something important was being lost bit by bit.

I don't know how long it took, and there was a clear ringtone of the mobile phone.

The phone rang for a long time before he came back to his senses.

It wasn't his phone that rang, but Tang Xinyan's.

In the living room, he found the phone from the coat she had taken off.

A number noted as 'him'.

Who is he?
There is no doubt that it must be a man.

It's early morning, what is this man calling for?
Isn't Tang Xinyan's relationship with him unusual?
Fu Sichen's heart suddenly tightened.

He slid his finger on the answer button, and said in a deep voice, "Hello, I'm Tang Xinyan's husband. She's tired and sleeping. May I ask what you can do with her?"

It took several seconds for Mo Chiwei on the other end of the phone to say, "Are you her husband?"

Fu Sichen heard Mo Chiwei's deep and mellow voice like an announcer, the corners of his lips tightened, and his big hand on the phone became more intense, "Yes, I'm her husband, we just finished exercising, may I ask where you are?" Why are you calling her so late?"

The moment his voice fell, the person on the other end had already hung up the phone.

Fu Sichen looked at the slowly darkening phone screen, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled coldly and mockingly.

what is he like now
An unscrupulous jealous husband?

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Missing less than 24 hours, the police can not file a case.

Tang Xinyan could only look for it with Mrs. Chun and the staff of the nursing home.

On the next morning, Tang Xinyan looked for every place her mother had been to, but she still didn't see her.

She was so anxious that she was going crazy, and her whole body was in a daze.

If the mother is no longer found, she may fall first by herself.

Fortunately, when she called the nursing home again, Aunt Chun said that her mother had gone back.

Hurrying to the nursing home, she let out a long sigh of relief after seeing her mother come back safely.

Asking her mother where she went last night, she said to herself that Tang Xinyan couldn't understand what she said, and after telling Aunt Chun to take good care of her, thinking of the agreement with Mo Chiwei, she hurried to Jinxiu Garden again.

Back at the apartment, she searched around, but did not see Mo Chiwei.

She thought he had gone to work early in the morning, took a shower in the bathroom, and let him out in wet long hair. Only then did she find him standing on the balcony of the study.

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Tang Xinyan stood at the door of the study, looking through the glass door at the man standing on the railing with a cigarette between his fingertips.

She didn't know how long he had been up. He was wearing a black shirt and straight trousers. The morning breeze blew the corners of his clothes, and Xin Chang's back was sharp and stern.

From afar, he looks mysterious and dangerous, like an unreachable god.

Tang Xinyan thought about missing her appointment last night, and she was too busy looking for her mother to call him, so she felt a little apologetic.

Biting her lips, she opened her mouth, and just as she was about to speak, he seemed to notice her gaze, turned around suddenly, and looked at her.

The dark and deep eyes were like a cold sharp sword, as if they wanted to split her in half.

Tang Xinyan's heart trembled suddenly.

If he wanted to explain, he swallowed it when it reached his mouth.

She met his dark and cold eyes, and her delicate black eyebrows twisted into a ball unconsciously.

Even if she missed the appointment last night, there's no need for him to look at her like this!

Her marriage with him is just a partnership, isn't it?

Tang Xinyan's scalp was numb from his dark and cold eyes. She didn't sleep all night. She was so tired that she didn't want to say anything. She turned around and walked towards the guest room.

Just as the door was about to be closed, a strong force suddenly hit the door frame, and as the door was pushed open, she took several steps back unprepared.

The long eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled twice, and she looked at the man's cold and cold face, and his narrow eyes that were dangerously deep, and she took a tight breath.

Unconsciously, a bit of confusion and fear arose in my heart.

The guest room is not small, but when his tall and straight body stood in front of her, the surrounding air seemed to become thinner.

Tang Xinyan lowered her eyes, took a deep breath, and said in a tired voice, "Sorry, I missed the appointment last night."

As soon as she finished speaking, he suddenly reached out and pulled off her belt.

Tang Xinyan was taken aback by his sudden move.

Seeing the marks on her fair neck, Mo Chiwei's dark pupils shrank slightly.

Tang Xinyan didn't notice the change in his eyes, she lowered her head and quickly fastened the belt, obviously annoyed by his actions.

She has already apologized for missing the appointment last night, how could he be like this?

Fu Sichen bastard, this man too, one or two, are you going to piss her off?
Looking at the man whose thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, Tang Xinyan blushed and said angrily, "Mo Chiwei, we are just a cooperative relationship, why are you doing this?"

Mo Chiwei's tall and stern body approached her, and he said with a gloomy face, "How did you get the mark? How did you promise me?" He grabbed her jaw as he spoke, with such force that it seemed that he wanted to crush her bones , "I divorced Fu Sichen, so I still want to post it?"

Tang Xinyan was stunned by a series of cold and non-warm questions.

Her pupils were dilated, seeing the sarcasm and coldness in his eyes, her breathing tightened.

After a long while, she replied with a trembling voice, "Mo Chiwei, you bastard!"

Mo Chiwei pursed his lips and smiled coldly, "Yes, I'm an asshole! Fu Sichen is no longer an asshole, is he? You were with him last night, and you regret marrying me, don't you?"

(End of this chapter)