Business tycoon's honey wife

Wen Wan really didn't expect that he would suddenly hear these words from Bai yueshuang's mouth.

She smiled vaguely. "Mom, did you hear it?"

No wonder she just saw ye shirou walking with red eyes. Something must have happened in the kitchen.

Bai yueshuang couldn't help hugging Wen Wan and gently touching her hair. "It's my mother's negligence. She almost led wolves into the house and wronged you."

Wen Wan's heart was suddenly wrapped by the overwhelming warmth. She choked in her throat and smiled slowly, "Mom, I'm fine. Don't you think she didn't get anything cheap from me? And you helped me support her. She didn't go away in the end..."

Bai yueshuang sighed, "hey... Late, you are too sensible..."

The next day, Bai yueshuang accompanied Wen Wan in the Fu residence.

Since Wen Wan moved to the Fu residence, in fact, he hasn't been around this mid mountain villa garden carefully. Bai yueshuang took Wen Wan for a walk and watered the flowers and plants.

The time of the day passed slowly, but it was also very pleasant.

It was not until Fu Sihan came back from his work at night and seamlessly connected with Bai yueshuang that Bai yueshuang started back to his old house. Before getting on the bus, Bai yueshuang stared at Fu Sihan and scolded, "look at the rotten peach blossoms that stopped you! Don't come to the door casually. Fortunately, I came here today! Otherwise, I might suffer much injustice later!"

Fu Sihan had been busy all day. His eyebrows were covered with a heavy tired color. When he heard Bai yueshuang say so, his eyebrows could not help wrinkling. "What does mother mean?"

After all, she has been together day and night for decades. When Bai yueshuang lost her temper, she looks exactly like Grandma Shen.

She gave Fu Sihan a cold look, with a cold hum, obviously unwilling to pay more attention to him.

Instead, he took great care of Wen Wan, "later, if he makes you unhappy, don't mention it, let him sleep in the study alone! Lest he disturb you and your children's rest!"

Fu Sihan frowned and felt speechless.

Wen Wan was amused by the statement of Bai yueshuang, "OK, I'll listen to you!"

After Bai yueshuang's car left the Fu residence, Wen Wan's smile suddenly fell down.

It's different from the person who laughed at Yan Yan first.

Fu Sihan has been observing her changes. Seeing that the smile at the corner of her mouth collapsed, his palm could not help pinching.

The two returned to the house one after another. Fu Sihan changed his shoes at the door and handed over his coat to the servant.

Seeing Wen Wantou walking towards the sofa without looking back, he finally opened his mouth, "what's the matter with the rotten peach blossom that my mother said?"

In fact, he can vaguely guess some, "refers to ye shirou?"

Wen Wan took a sip of tea and remained silent for a while. She thought that she had spoken to Fu Sihan. Now it's not necessary to be serious.

So he replied, "she found the Fu residence today."

Fu Sihan untied his cuffs and raised his head, "did she find Fu residence?"

His voice suddenly sank twice. "What did she do? Make her mother so angry."

Wen Wan felt inexplicably sour at the bottom of her heart. She thought her mother knew that she loved her and comforted her. Why didn't the man ask her what grievances she had suffered?

Wen Wan is always impetuous recently. She puts her tea cup on the table and makes a soft sound, which has leaked her mood.

But she pulled out a shallow smile, "what else can you do is provocation. Show off and demonstrate with your past memory..."

Even the idea of taking everything Wen Wan has!

Although Wen Wan is full of confidence every time she argues with ye shirou, she exaggerates too much.

Therefore, on the premise of not sure what the future results will be, she will not tell Fu Sihan about the subsequent arguments, so as not to humiliate herself.

Just thinking about ye shirou's detestable appearance today, Wen Wan couldn't help laughing, "to tell the truth, Fu Sihan, you used to look at women, but it's really bad..."

The image in front of people seems to be beautiful and kind-hearted, but what they do behind their backs are all things that damage their identity.

Fu Sihan looked at her with a frown, as if he didn't want to hear her mention these, and didn't speak for a long time.

Wen Wan held his breath and got up from the sofa to go. She was afraid that if the two people got along again, she would really lose control of quarreling with him.

But what is irritating is that every time Fu Sihan can detect her motivation in advance and stop people before she acts.

This time, Fu Sihan directly held Wen Wan in his arms and leaned the weight of his upper body on Wen Wan's shoulder.

Wenwan's spine tightened in an instant. She folded her eyebrows and resisted the man's approach. She stretched out her hand to push, but he was so heavy.

"You're right." Fu Sihan was a little tired. "My eyes were really not good in the past..."

Wen Wan's action was a meal and slowly pursed his lips.

But Fu Sihan said again, "but my eyes have changed now."

At that moment, Wen Wan could not say whether he was relieved or something.

But he was still stubborn. "It's up to you to talk. You loosen me first."

Fu Sihan suddenly opened his eyes, and the corners of his lips pulled out a smile where Wen Wan couldn't see, "why don't you ask me what my eyes are now?"

Wen Wan turned his eyes silently and didn't give face, "I'm not interested in your eyes. I don't want to know."

At the moment when her voice fell, Fu Sihan hugged her more vigorously. He held her waist tightly and lowered his voice, which meant a little coax, "don't move, I'm a little tired today, so let me hold it for a while!"

Wen Wan's heart jumped and realized that Fu Sihan was "charging" her arms. His face turned red unconsciously, "but you're too heavy!"

Later, he felt as if he was not persuasive, and whispered, "it's pressing on me and the child."

She was obviously lying when she opened her eyes, but Fu Sihan straightened up at once.

During the action, a few strands of originally fixed hair fell loosely on his forehead. He looked at her with low eyes. His lazy and hoarse voice was confused, "you can't let me hold you. There's another better way to decompress."

Wen didn't react for a moment and asked, "what method?"

Fu Sihan's hand tossed and pinched her chin and smiled, "is Mrs. Fu clearly asking..."

As the sound disappeared, Fu Sihan bowed his head and kissed her lips.

At first, it was just a slight touch. After a short period of stiffness, it was like an addiction. Immediately, it deepened the kiss and mixed Wen Wan's originally stable breath.

They are still in the cold war, so she really didn't expect Fu Sihan's so-called decompression method, "uh... Fu Sihan!"

But where can the man who indulges in them hear this, and in one breath, he asked for the vacant kisses these days with interest.

Finally, when Fu Sihan couldn't help but put his palm in front of Wen Wan, he suddenly realized something and pushed Wen Wan out of his arms.

In the short silence, the man raised his hand to cover his face and didn't speak.

Wen Wan's face turned red and red. Without saying a word, he turned and went upstairs.

Only Fu Sihan sat on the sofa alone, put down his hand to hide his face, and shouted in his heart that it was terrible. He was almost fired.