Wealthy rich wife wants to divorce

Chapter 97 Gentle, as reassuring as he is

"..." Circe's blood froze!
His almond eyes are wide open, his breathing is rapid, is this man always so frank with women?
After being hugged tightly by the man for a long time, she shivered all over before she stammered: "Stay, what are you doing here? I have to go back to the store."

Being tightly suppressed by the man, she really felt an unprecedented crisis.

She rushed to push him with both hands, but the man's chest seemed to imprison her in a dark and narrow space like seeing a solid wall.

Can't move.

"Sercy, you have to remember that you are not the store manager and don't need to patrol the store every night." Staring at the moist red lips in front of him, his tone was slightly cold.

"But I still have a lot of things to do. It's been many days and I haven't visited the typhoon shelter..."

She rolled her guilty eyes away, trying to break free from his iron arm.

Suddenly, a gust of evening wind came in through the bathroom window, and the woman's silky long hair brushed against her pink and charming face, and the warmth and soft jade were all within easy reach. Fu Xuehong really couldn't resist the temptation of this special woman, said in a hoarse voice : "I'm going to New York the day after tomorrow to host the anniversary dinner of Huawu Hotel's New York branch. It may take several days. When I... am not here, don't you miss me? Is there nothing here that you can remember?"

She looked at his serious face in surprise: "Are you going on a business trip?"

Fu Xuehong's eyes dimmed imperceptibly, and he felt that facing his first crush was like playing the piano to a cow.

After talking to her for a long time, she only heard the meaning of business trip.

Couldn't she hear him confiding?

Alas, isn't he afraid that during the few days of his business trip, he will be caught up first by that slope-footed neighbor...

"Can't you pretend to like me a little bit?"

"I never thought of liking you."

After Circe shook her head and refused, she was held down by the man and kissed wildly on the spot.

In the beginning, Circe would desperately resist the man's various attacks, but the man's kiss gradually became gentle, with endless demands... Circe also lost himself in this moment.

It took a long time before Fu Xuehong stopped his desire to go further, and abruptly stopped his gestures.

He held her slender body tightly in his arms, and held her tenderly for a while: "Let's go, let's go down for dinner, and I'll see you off later."

"I'll just go back by myself." She leaned against his chest, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity spontaneously.

The two went downstairs and went straight to the dining room.

Circe didn't want to stay at Fu's house to have dinner with the man, she just came to see the sick little guy, but the child's father didn't give her a chance to refuse, so he dragged her to eat, and even coquettishly said that without her, he I will lose my appetite.

It's so hypocritical.

Butler Fu had already ordered dinner to be prepared, as well as the master's favorite prawns.

Served with Doenjang Soup, which Sersey likes, and Korean spicy cabbage.

Circe hadn't had dinner yet, and she was indeed feeling a little hungry, so she sat down and buried her head in the meal.

"Don't rush to eat, eat more dishes, come, I'll help you peel the shrimp."

Seeing the woman with her head buried in the rice, Fu Xuehong felt distressed, knowing that her biological clock in the nightclub business probably wasn't very punctual for dinner, and when she was hungry, she would think of finding something to eat, so she peeled a shrimp and placed it in the In the little butterfly in front of her, she also reminded her: "It will taste better with sauce."

Circe raised her eyes and glanced at the man in embarrassment, "Okay."

Fu Xuehong thoughtfully peeled a few shrimps for the woman and put them on her plate, with a smile in his warm eyes.

If possible, he hoped the meal would never end.

Watching her eat like this is also a great enjoyment.

Steward Fu was waiting in the dining room, and he was extremely respectful to the woman whom the young master fell in love with for the first time.

Seeing the young master peeling shrimps for the woman he likes for the first time at the dining table, and gently putting them on her small plate, all the servants retreated silently under the hint of Fu Steward, leaving the warmth to the two of them. .

After dinner, Circe was in a hurry to leave. As soon as she reached the gate of the bungalow, she was pushed down on the low stool in the entrance by the man.

She watched in shock as the man slowly squatted down in front of him, "What are you doing?"

Fu Xuehong glanced over the beautiful high-heeled sandals in the hands of the maid, and said in a clear and light voice, "Sit well."

The next moment, under the witness of everyone in the room, Fu Xuehong picked up a delicate peacock green high-heeled sandal, put it on Circe's foot lightly, and fastened it gently.

After putting it on, he looked up again, with a gentle smile on his lips.

However, when the two stood up with each other, Circe was surprised to find someone standing at the door of the bungalow.

Looking sideways, her heart suddenly constricted, as if caught by a man at the scene of cheating, "You, you..."

Qin Yin quietly watched the neighbor gently pick up the woman's beautiful feet, look at them again, and then put on the shoes for her...

Hearing that the woman finally noticed that he was there, he squeezed out a sentence: "What a touching scene."

Fu Xuehong didn't care about being a neighbor at all, and walked out of the bungalow with the woman in his arms.

But Qin Yin's next sentence prevented him from sending Circe back to the shop in person as he wished.

"I heard that Xing'er had a high fever today, and she was in a hurry to see the patient. Who knew that the Fu family's world is so wonderful."

When Circe heard Qin Yin's strange words, she turned her head and said in embarrassment, "I'm here to see Little Xingxing, too!"

"Okay, since I have guests at home, I won't see you off."

"Well, take good care of Little Xingxing."

Circe's hateful eyes were withdrawn from Qin Yin's body, and she no longer resisted Fu Xuehong's gentle kisses on her forehead and cheeks as if no one was there, and accepted them all with peace of mind. She mocked coquettishly in her arms, "Don't miss me too much".

After speaking, he got into the car and left.

Fu Xuehong came back from the lawn and smiled triumphantly.

Seeing the silent man standing outside the gate of his house, the corners of Fei Bo's lips curled slightly.

"It really touched me that I cared so much about my son."

Qin Yin sighed softly: "I'm in a very, very bad mood today, let's stop talking nonsense, where is Xing'er?"

"What do you want to do?"

"I... just went up to see if the child is okay, has the fever gone?"

Fu Xuehong's gaze stayed on him for a few seconds, and a frivolous smile flashed from the bottom of his cold eyes, "My son, I have never disdained your concern!"

However, since he came to see the child, he didn't stop him, he just wanted him to pay a cruel price for the stupid decision back then!
The kind of visible but indistinguishable father-son love has been stabbed in his heart like a thorn all his life.

Fu Xuehong took Qin Yin upstairs to the door of his master bedroom, and gently opened the door.

Qin Yin couldn't wait to push him away, strode in, walked to the bed and saw that the child's face was still a little red, then sat down, stretched out his hand to gently stroke the child's face, and murmured: "I know I don’t know if I’ll be worried to death, what the hell did you do, you little brat…”

At this moment, Xing'er's eyes moved and opened suddenly.

(End of this chapter)