Wealthy rich wife wants to divorce

Chapter 87

When she thought of Mrs. Anne telling her that Xing'er was Fu Xuehong's illegitimate child, Circe couldn't help but smile at the man's ridicule in her heart.

The two sat in the living room tea area of ​​Fu Xuehong's VIP suite at the Eden Hotel.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling bay window, there are clusters of wild lilies blooming gorgeously, and in the distance is the endless sea.

Suddenly, the vision is excellent.

Circe held the coffee, her eyes lingering on the man.

"Looking at me like this...will make me misunderstand that you are in love with me. I'm right, right?" Fu Xuehong joked to brighten the atmosphere. He also didn't meet her for a few days, let alone contact her, and he didn't want to Push her too hard.

Otherwise, it will backfire.

Although since he came home that night, the sweetness of this woman is in his mind almost every moment...

But he is a mature and steady man who has already learned to restrain himself.Even if it is the impatient possessiveness in the face of the woman he likes.

Circe took a sip of the Americano, and looked at the man sitting next to her with burning eyes. When she thought that she was deceived by him, believed it was true, and felt that she had despised him and offered her kiss, she felt depressed. Beat the drums at once!

"First kiss...is there any more? Keep cheating on me."

"Uh..." He scratched his hair in embarrassment, not knowing how to answer.

Hearing the woman's disgusting tone, Fu Xuehong grabbed her hand and brought it to his cheek.

Qing laughed endlessly.

"No, I was eaten by you."

Circe's hand was clamped between his palm and his face, feeling his steady stream of temperature, his heartbeat accelerated unreasonably.

She tried hard but failed to withdraw her paw.

"Have you men always liked to boast that you are pure in order to amuse and tease women unscrupulously?"

Fu Xuehong shook his head, lightly pinched her chin with his fingers, and suppressed a smile, "This is a contempt for my character."

"You're just—" A sheep in wolf's clothing!

Circe was so angry that she vomited blood internally, "You said that you and Holly are just superficial couples, I believe it. But you gave birth to other women outside, and you actually told me that your first kiss is still there! If you still have your first kiss , how did that kid get here? Could it be that you—”

Can you still conceive?

For some reason, when she heard that Fu Xuehong had a baby with another woman outside, it was a bit difficult for Circe. After all, she and this man had had sex several times, and there was no The feeling is inexplicable.

Can't justify itself.

That night in the store and office, they were also passionate, his possessiveness was so strong that she suddenly felt his male hormones and the warning of the existence of males... That's why she went from the dreamlike Push him away in the situation, otherwise, the store will be set on fire that night by a thunderbolt.

Thinking of this possibility, Circe's cheeks could not help but blush.

She withdrew her hand, completely immersed in her anger, grabbed the coffee and drank it.

Fu Xuehong was a little taken aback, and his generous and heroic demeanor suddenly paled, "You... heard about it from my mother?"

"Well, Mrs. Anne thinks that her son is invincible in the world. It's just that you didn't do well in Xing'er."

Circe looked at him lightly and clearly, and didn't intend to add oil and vinegar to pack it up.

On the contrary, according to Madam Anne's original words, Fu Xuehong felt a little jealous in his ears.

"My mother has always treated us brothers generously, unlike my father who is strict with us, so to speak... Are you complaining that I have concealed Xing'er's life experience from you?" His face was filled with uneasiness, and his back was faintly chilling and tense. look at her.

"Boss Fu, you are worrying too much! This may be a taboo topic for you, but what does it matter to me?"

The more Circe became aware of his fear, the more relaxed she put down her coffee and stood up with a smile.

"Where are you going?" He immediately attached to her body like a pair of giant armor, and asked very carefully.

"I'm going to the bathroom," Circe said, looking around in the direction of the bathroom. "I'm going to the bathroom and then I'm going back to town."

Fu Xuehong didn't say anything, and led her towards the bathroom.

Leading her to the door of the bathroom, Fu Xuehong stopped going in and let go of her hand, "You don't need me to take you in, do you?"

Maybe because he felt that Circe gradually became dependent on him, Fu Xuehong always joked with relaxed and gentle words, watched the woman pass by, walked into the bathroom, and looked back at him, "What's the matter?"

"You... like to stand at the door of the bathroom and look at others?"

"Hehe..." He crossed his arms and leaned against the door, slightly raised his chin towards the inner door, "Close the door as soon as you go in, I guarantee that it's really soundproof with my character, go ahead."

Circe blushed with embarrassment, gritted her teeth, turned and walked into the inner door and closed it.

When she came out, she saw that the man was motionless and still leaning against the door frame as she had entered, so Circe paused for a moment, then went to the sink and rinsed his hands carefully, pretending to be nonchalant.

Fu Xuehong quietly stared at the beautiful figure of the woman. This extremely beautiful figure made people unable to take their eyes off. She was also wearing a gray-blue dress today.

She seems to enjoy wearing the color, which is a calming hue.

He walked in, took off the snow-white towel from the shelf, and handed it over, with a dark voice: "Could it be that you don't like Xing'er because of his background?"

Circe was surprised by this question for a moment, took the towel and wiped his hands, and said indifferently: "The child is a child, how you and the child's mother get along is a matter for you adults, why should I treat the child because of the child's background?" Not liking him? It's not his fault."

He took the towel from her very naturally, and put it back on the small platform next to the shelf.

Hearing her thorough understanding, he seemed to understand her an inch deeper.

"By the way, do you still have contact with the child's mother? Xing'er doesn't seem to know her own..."

Although he had expected it, but now hearing her question like this, Fu Xuehong's heart skipped a beat, and he did not have the usual high spirits and composure.

"Forget it! I'm just asking casually, you don't have to take it to heart." She could clearly see the struggle in his eyes.

"Circe-"

He held back the figure who was about to go out.

Circe looked back, looking at his tense face, and suddenly, she smelled a faint and extremely unique fragrance at the place closest to his shoulder.

She forgot that she was hugged by his slender waist with one hand, and simply leaned on his shoulders and sniffed at his neck, "What kind of perfume do you use?"

This smell seemed familiar to her.

But it's not the scent of the perfume brand sold in the market.

Fu Xuehong gently moved the two of them from their embracing posture and turned sideways, deep uneasiness flashed in his brown eyes, begging for mercy: "I hardly use perfume...how about we go out first?"

He immediately began to recall whether he had had close contact with any female executive today...

But she stretched out her arms and gently encircled him, leaning her nose against his suit, sniffing obsessively: "It's really fragrant."

The bright eyes are not stained with any eroticism and ambiguity, and they are really exploring the unique fragrance of his body.

This surprised Fu Xuehong so much that his handsome face turned crimson, and his usually bright phoenix eyes were instantly at a loss. He also turned his head and sniffed himself curiously, "Did you smell the tea fragrance on my body?"

(End of this chapter)