Lovely wife, hard-to-support husband is too domineering

Chapter 710 Quarrel (2)
The people around him walked down one after another, Fu Huanyan stared at the steps, and gradually felt a little dizzy.She pouted and stood on the side, simply sent a text message first, and then continued to walk down.

"Yan!"

There were footsteps approaching behind her, Fu Huanyan turned her head, and Song Dengen chased after her out of breath, "I have something to tell you."

Before finishing editing the text message, Fu Huanyan changed hands and put the phone in her pocket, "Say it."

"I'm sorry." Song Dengen apologized first, but Fu Huanyan was stunned.

"That painting..." Song Dengen's face changed slightly, and he said, "I drew your back and your name without your permission."

"It's okay, it's okay." Fu Huanyan waved her hands quickly, trying to be as generous as possible, "You draw great!"

"How do you like it?"

Fu Huanyan frowned and nodded honestly.She had to admire Song Dunen's composition and color, if she was asked to draw her own back, she would not be able to draw that feeling at all!

"As long as you like it." Song Dunen seemed relieved and smiled.

Fu Huanyan looked at him, only to hear the man say, "I gave you this painting."

"For me?" Fu Huanyan was surprised.

Song Dengen pursed his lips and smiled, "I'll send it to you another day."

"This won't work!" Fu Huanyan frowned, "This is your award-winning work, I can't take it!"

"But I painted you." The man's deep eyes sank, and he said, "Yan, that painting is for you."

"Remember what I said before?"

Fu Huanyan was stunned, Song Dengen shrugged, "I promise to give you a painting."

Hearing this, Fu Huanyan's eyes darkened.She had waited for a long time for his painting, but just when she had forgotten about it, this painting happened to come!

Lifting his watch to check the time, Song Dengen hurriedly took out a red card from his pocket and handed it to Fu Huanyan, "Welcome to join us."

Fu Huanyan glanced, bit her lip and didn't answer.

"Every Friday afternoon, we have activities." Song Dunen didn't mind her expression, and said with a smile: "There are many friends we knew before, and there are many new members here."

"I..." Fu Huanyan wanted to refuse, "I'm afraid I don't have time."

"Come over when you have time." Song Dengen didn't force it, "Yan, you should communicate with everyone more, and you can't just shut yourself in your own circle."

Fu Huanyan was speechless.

"Hold it." Song Dunen stuffed it into her hand, turned around and prepared to go upstairs, "We'll wait for you."

Before he had time to say anything, Song Dunen had already run upstairs.Fu Huanyan had no choice but to stuff the card into her bag.When she walked out of the exhibition hall, the warmth of the sun above her head felt very comfortable on her body.

Cycling back to the studio, Fu Huanyan entered the door and collapsed on the sofa, feeling a little listless.It wasn't until her stomach growled that she recovered and took out her phone from her pocket. The unedited text message was still in the draft box.

forget it.

Fu Huanyan deleted the text message, took out the red card and looked at it for a long time, then changed hands and stuffed it into her bag.Getting up and walking into the kitchen, she dug out a box of instant noodles, tore open the seasoning bag, and used the simplest method to fill her stomach.

Throughout the afternoon, Fu Huanyan sat in front of the drawing board, with that blue back repeatedly appearing in front of her eyes.It was clearly her own back, and it was her favorite color, but she couldn't draw that feeling.

Fu Huanyan put down the paintbrush, went to the wall and found the wooden box, opened it and picked up the bottom paintbrush.

The name of Song Dengen is engraved on the barrel of this pen. Fu Huanyan has used it for a long time, but since she threw the pen into the wooden box that year, she never took it out again.

Squatting in front of the wooden box, Fu Huanyan held a pen and thought about things, but did not hear the sound of cars outside the studio.Xiang Bei came over early, carrying fragrant food in his hand.

After all, it was the aroma of the food that attracted people. Fu Huanyan quickly covered the wooden box and ran over, "How do you know I'm hungry? What did you buy?"

Xiang Bei dodged her outstretched hand, "Go and wash your hands first."

Fu Huanyan reluctantly turned to wash his hands, Xiang Bei carried the bag and walked towards the kitchen. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the opening of the wooden box by the wall, and his gaze sank instantly.

If she didn't have a good lunch, Xiang Bei must make up for her dinner.Fu Huanyan never worried about these problems, she knew that following Xiang Bei she would not go hungry or cold.Because he can always take good care of her.

Fu Huanyan sat by the bed and ate walnuts. Xiang Bei gave her all the new walnuts that someone delivered this year a few days ago.The skin is so thin that she can pinch it open if she squeezes it hard.

Xiang Bei came out of the shower and saw Fu Huanyan eating walnuts like a squirrel. He couldn't help laughing and said, "Is it that delicious?"

"Taste it." Fu Huanyan peeled off half a whole walnut and stuffed it into Xiang Bei's mouth, "Isn't it delicious?"

Xiang Bei doesn't like snacks, but she peeled the walnuts, so he just laughed, "It's delicious."

"Eat more walnuts to nourish your brain." Fu Huanyan's two little white legs were dangling. The heating in the bedroom was fully turned on. She was not afraid of the cold and wore very little.

Xiang Bei dried his hair, turned over and sat beside her, and stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms.He pressed his palm against her calf, and frowned dissatisfiedly, "Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Fu Huanyan shook her head, cheerfully peeling the walnuts in her hands.

This walnut is really delicious, fragrant and easy to peel.Fu Huanyan pouted and ordered: "Give me more walnuts during Chinese New Year, Liangliang also likes to eat snacks."

"Okay." Xiang Bei narrowed his eyes, and her white legs dangled in front of him, disturbing his whole heart.

"In a good mood today?" Xiang Bei pressed his thin lips against her neck and asked her.

Fu Huanyan's chewing action paused, "It's okay."

Although it was only a brief pause, Xiang Bei could still feel it.His good-looking brows and eyes sank, and he said instead: "I'm going on a business trip the day after tomorrow."

"Oh," Fu Huanyan responded, and then picked out a large walnut and squeezed it open, "How many days are you going?"

"I won't be back until the weekend."

"weekend?"

Fu Huanyan frowned, "Aren't we going to sea?"

The man shrugged and said helplessly, "It won't work this week."

Fu Huanyan pouted in disappointment, and moved off his lap, "Who are you on a business trip with?"

It's rare for her to care who Xiang Bei is on a business trip with. The man's thin lips curled up, and he said, "Your fourth brother Fu."

Well, for the sake of him going out with Mr. Fu, she will forgive him for now.

Xiang Bei suddenly stretched out his hand to hold her down, Fu Huanyan frowned and shouted, "I haven't finished eating my walnuts yet..."

The man stared sharply, and said displeasedly, "I'm not as important as walnuts?"

"Eh?" Seeing his dangerous eyes, Fu Huanyan said vaguely, "You are more important than walnuts."

(End of this chapter)