Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 404 I Didn't Have Too Much Time To Contact You, It Was My Fault

Full of desserts.

On this day, the sun was not too dry and the breeze was just right. Fu Xiheng, who had returned from a long way across the ocean, and his wife Shi Annuan came to this dessert shop and sat facing each other in a fairly quiet space.

According to Fleck's proposal, Fu Xiheng should not have returned to China today, but he couldn't care less about his wife at home, and sent another subordinate to secretly protect An Nuan to report that Mrs. Fu had been bullied.That's why I ordered Feng Qian to buy an early morning flight to fly to her.

Although the good memories of the past are precious, they are not as good as the long life after accompanying his wife.

No, he rushed to the police station to rescue the scene as soon as he got off the plane, and now he accompanied An Nuan to her favorite dessert shop.

Looking at the resentful person on the opposite side, Fu Xiheng moved his thin lips while the waiter was not serving the food, "Nuan Nuan, I have been busy experimenting with American partners recently, there is not much It’s time to contact you, knowing that it’s my fault to make you unhappy.”

The man's attitude was sincere, and he admitted his mistakes promptly. When he spoke, his dark and deep eyes were fixed on An Nuan, and he was apologizing to her.

An Nuan didn't expect that he would really accompany her to wait for the bus at the bus stop, and then reversed the bus twice to come here with her. He was able to do this, and it would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

But An Nuan also knew that apart from Fu Xiheng's status symbol of power and status, he was still An Nuan's husband at that time, so thinking about it from another angle, it was quite normal for him to do these things.

And she never likes to add any adjectives to people.

For his apology, An Nuan didn't express too much.Her silence only means that she listened.As for forgiveness...

The waiter brought up a plate of sweet and sweet fruit dumplings, and his eyes never moved away from the stern and dignified man sitting at the side of the table from the beginning to the end.

Even though his demeanor is cold, giving people a feeling that he is difficult to get close to, but the gaze he looks at the opposite person is extremely gentle, like a pool of spring water.

When he noticed the man's cold gaze, the waiter hurriedly lowered his head, only sighed in his heart that he was envious of the girl sitting opposite him, pursed his lips and left.

Fruit glutinous rice balls are made of small glutinous rice balls, apples, wolfberry, and donkey-hide gelatin powder as the main raw materials, and are dotted with colorful and delicious fruits.It is a very sweet dessert in summer.

Seeing that An Nuan was sitting opposite and not speaking, Fu Xiheng picked up a small white porcelain bowl, scooped up a few small spoonfuls, and leaned over to put An Nuan in front of her.

He knew that there was no way to calm her down for a while, but he had the patience to coax her well, not in a hurry, just take it slowly. "Didn't you say you want to eat these? Eat it quickly, I can go home with Nuannuan after eating."

An Nuan is not too self-willed, after all, the occasion here is not very suitable, and after getting married, she has heard a lot of ways of getting along with husband and wife from Aunt Tong, compared with before, she needs to learn to be more mature.

Picking up the small fruit glutinous rice balls he put in front of him, he lowered his head and took a bite.

Fu Xiheng stopped talking, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message, and then put it down. He sat quietly on the chair, watching his wife eating gracefully, the dark clouds in his heart were blown away by the wind, as if the sun had come out
He smiled slowly.

An Nuan continued to lower her head and took two mouthfuls of glutinous rice balls, feeling a lot more comfortable in her stomach, and even the small fire bubbles at the corners of her lips seemed to be cold and comfortable.

(End of this chapter)