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

Chapter 731 Love, a fool and a lunatic (2)
He was sitting on the sofa with a glass of wine, his legs crossed and he looked interested.The ratings of this variety show are quite high. Every episode of the show invites celebrities to be guests. The host's sharp questions often make the stars overwhelmed, and often even reveal surprising inside stories.

The laughter of the audience came from the TV from time to time, Xiang Bei's eyes were fixed on the TV screen, and his frowning brows gradually relaxed.In the past, he always felt that this kind of program was not nutritious, but after watching it patiently, he found it interesting.No wonder the ratings are good, watching these really make people feel better!

In the past, every time Fu Huanyan watched, he would snatch the remote control from her hand and switch to the sports program.Annoyed, Fu Huanyan jumped out of bed, ran to the living room to watch, and would definitely turn up the volume to overwhelm the sound of his program.

Rubbing the rim of the wine glass with his fingertips, Xiang Bei curled his lips, and raised his head to finish off the red wine in the glass.He pursed his lips and walked to the table, opened the first drawer and took out the black velvet box inside.

Pressing lightly on the box with his thumb, Xiang Bei opened the box with a calm face, but after seeing the contents clearly, a smile suddenly appeared on his tense handsome face.He reached out and picked up the sparkling diamonds in the box, dumbfounding!
That pebble turned into a diamond, when did Fu Huanyan replace the pebble?
Xiang Bei pouted, clasped the diamond in his palm and walked to the window.

The lights in the distance were brilliant, and the lit street lights meandered endlessly. Xiang Bei leaned sideways in front of the window, the diamond in his palm shone brightly under the light, radiating infinite brilliance.

One pebble was exchanged for one diamond, and Xiang Bei didn't lose anything, but earned a lot.He stared straight ahead, shaking his head and laughing.

If he wants diamonds, he can have them in different grammes and different clarity.Maybe it was just that pebble that touched his heart. Maybe she was inconspicuous in anyone's eyes, but in his heart, she was unparalleled in the world!

France.

Song Dengen's solo exhibition tour has traveled to more than a dozen countries.Because of the good response wherever he went, many cities rushed to invite them, hoping that he could hold another art exhibition.

During this year, Fu Huanyan followed the team everywhere.The different landscapes of various countries have brought her a lot of inspiration. This kind of life of walking and painting was once a life she longed for for a long time.Being in it now makes her daily life full of passion.

The sadness hidden in the bottom of my heart was finally diluted by time.This time, Paris once again invited Song Dengen to come to the tour exhibition. Fu Huanyan, as the core of the team, naturally came forward to take charge of the planning of the exhibition.

Fu Huanyan has gradually become the backbone of the team from a handyman at the beginning.She has never realized that she still has planning skills. She was originally forced to take over the job, but she gradually fell in love with it.

It turns out that she can do other things besides painting.This job can give her more recognition and confidence, and she can also learn a lot, which she absorbs and uses in painting.

Fu Huanyan made rapid progress, and Song Dengen was happy for her.Especially when he saw her smile from the bottom of his heart, he felt that she seemed to have returned to the evening of that year, that innocent and romantic Fu Huanyan again.

"Dunn."

Holding the electronic notepad, Fu Huanyan walked into the studio to confirm with the person concerned, "This time we will hold the exhibition hall in the central square. I went to see it yesterday. The hall covers an area of ​​nearly [-] square meters, and there is still an open space behind. We use it for buffet receptions. What do you think? Anything else?"

"It's fine if you agree." Song Dengen held the pen, obviously not very interested in these things.

"NO!"

Fu Huanyan put away his paintbrush with a sullen face, and said displeasedly: "You have to go and see this exhibition hall for yourself."

"why?"

Spreading out the electronic notebook to show him, Fu Huanyan said in a deep voice, "This is your [-]th tour, so don't be careless!"

"One hundred games?" Song Dengen shrugged, still indifferent.

She had known for a long time that he didn't care about anything other than painting, so Fu Huanyan didn't hold out much hope.However, for this art exhibition, the whole team had been preparing for more than a month, and he always needed some advice on the layout of the venue.

Lifting her watch to check the time, Fu Huanyan pulled Song Dengen to stand up and said, "Let's go, let's go to the venue and have lunch by the way."

Song Dengen's eyes moved when he heard the word "lunch".Fu Huanyan had been working on the plan all morning, as if she hadn't eaten.He picked up his coat, turned and walked out, "Let's go."

Before going out, Fu Huanyan made a brief explanation, and followed Song Dengen's footsteps with her bag.

The venue looked very smooth. As Fu Huanyan said before, the exhibition hall was large enough to accommodate hundreds of people at the same time.There is an elegant open space behind the exhibition hall, which is just right for a buffet reception.

Before leaving the exhibition hall, Fu Huanyan had already negotiated with the person in charge, and the two parties agreed to sign the contract tomorrow morning.Standing in the distance, Song Dengen saw Fu Huanyan take the initiative to pull the person in charge of the other party to shake hands, he pursed his lips and smiled.

"How much more did you kill?" Song Dunen asked the person who ran over.

Fu Huanyan compared with each other with a smile on her face, and said triumphantly, "I'm good, right?!"

"Ha ha……"

Song Dengen shook his head helplessly, "Yan, you don't need to do this."

"Why don't you need it?" Fu Huanyan frowned unhappily, and retorted him with reason: "You are not in charge and don't know that you can't help spending money! We have a lot of people and a lot of expenses, and the price of art exhibition tickets is low, which is not enough for one art exhibition. Of course, we have to save other money, as much as we can save, don't forget, there are dozens of people living with you!"

"Okay." Song Dengen had no room for refutation. He really didn't understand these things. Fu Huanyan usually helped him manage them. He never asked any more questions.

"Let's go eat, I'm hungry." Fu Huanyan talked about the exhibition hall, and finally let go of a big stone in her heart.

The streets of Paris are full of romance. Although Fu Huanyan has lived here for a while, she has never been to many places.Later, she ran around with Song Dengen and didn't come back for a long time.

"Oh!" Fu Huanyan looked at the couple kissing in front of her on the street, sighed and smiled, "I think I'm really old."

Song Dengen pouted, "How old are you?"

"Everywhere is old." Fu Huanyan puffed her cheeks, looking a little sad.

The man next to her was about to speak, but Fu Huanyan didn't know what she saw, she ran over screaming, stood in front of the glass window and yelled, "Dunn, is this dress beautiful?"

Song Dengen walked over to have a look, and asked suspiciously, "Do you want to wear it?"

"No." Fu Huanyan rolled her eyes. Is there something wrong with this man's eyes?That skirt is obviously for children, okay?
Seeing his puzzled eyes, Fu Huanyan explained with a smile: "It's for my niece."

(End of this chapter)