Business tycoon's honey wife

Wen Wan closed his eyes and thought that Fu Sihan basically knew everything. She even knew the details of smashing pots and selling iron clearly

She couldn't find any excuse for the moment, so she had to answer vaguely, "um..."

Fu Sihan didn't expect to hear a "um". He was very angry and his face sank completely.

But as soon as he saw Wen Wan sitting on the sofa drunk, his expression was as if nothing had happened.

No matter how angry you are, you can't send it out at all.

He straightened his back and rubbed his forehead.

Suddenly relaxed in front of him, and Wen Wan took a little breath.

However, the next second, he opened his dark eyes, "as far as I know, the Wen family didn't seem to control you for so many years, and even took you as the victim of a commercial marriage. What do you think? You want to pull them back?"

Even Fu Sihan, an outsider, knows these things very well

He stared at Wen Wan's unknowingly empty eyes. His voice was warm and indifferent, but he was very sure, "there must be other reasons."

Wen Wan didn't speak, which is equivalent to default. When his eyes drop, he quickly covered the emotion of the fundus of his eyes.

"Don't want to say?" Fu Sihan lowered his head and asked again. Seeing Wen Wan's sudden gloom, he felt like he was pinched by something and had a strange pain. He didn't go deep into it.

There's just no reason to be angry.

Of course, Fu Sihan knew that he was not angry at Wenwan.

Wen Wan shook his head and thought deeply.

"Mr. Fu, do you have anything you want to protect even if you try your best?"

She suddenly asked a question and stopped Fu Sihan.

He was briefly stunned, and then he really began to think seriously.

It's impossible for a man to have nothing he wants to keep. Fu Sihan naturally has, but he thought about what he has focused on over the years, nothing more than career, reputation, status and family.

He has always been in a high position, always holding the control of others over other things, always rational, always weigh the pros and cons, and always know what is best for himself in the face of choice.

That's why he never let himself get into trouble, let alone guard desperately

When Fu Sihan straightened out his thoughts on Wen Wan's question, his answer was concise and comprehensive.

"No."

Wen Wan's expression was slightly stagnant. At that moment, there was a more confused and even stuffy feeling at the bottom of her heart. She didn't go deep into it.

But she knew that Fu Sihan was indeed a person who would not be stumbling by the troubles of the secular world, so she had no big accident.

Wen Wan shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

"In fact, I still owe Mr. Fu a thank you! Yesterday's Fu family dinner was really a good memory for me, especially grandma Shen and aunt Bai, which made me seem to remember some feelings of home..."

Although she actually did not dare to covet, she could only quietly aftertaste it in her heart.

Wen Wan pursed his lips and smiled, but his eyes gradually emptied. "In my memory, the last time I realized this warmth was about ten years ago? Maybe even longer, that is, before my mother died..."

"When I was young, my mother loved me most. She always said that her daughter wanted to be rich, so she did everything she could to take off what she thought was the best and put it in my hand. She spoiled me. Even if I made trouble, she would never be willing to beat me and scold me... When others saw it, they would always joke about her and say, is your daughter raised as a princess?"

Wen Wan thought for a moment. Wasn't she like a princess at that time?

Carefree every day, without thinking about any troubles, well protected, in the castle built by her mother, I don't know what sorrow is

It won't be disturbed by love, trapped by money, or even taken away by a junior. There is a home that can't go back

I don't know when the smell of tobacco fills the air.

Fu Sihan flicked his cigarette butts and spit out a few words in a calm voice, "no wonder."

Wen Wan raised his eyes, looked at the man with full style but low-key and introverted in front of him, and gently asked, "no wonder?"

Fu Sihan's deep eyes flashed over her face, and his lips were stirred up without any trace. "No wonder you have the courage to look like long hair. You never know the greatness of heaven and earth."

Wen Wan chuckled, but did not refute. She also felt that she had such courage and bad temper, which had something to do with being used to lawlessness since childhood.

But no one can be so carefree all his life. When he was young, Wen Wan didn't understand.

Now I understand, but I have lost my umbrella.

The clear and bright eyes darkened in an instant, "but ten years ago, she left me."

"After her death, gradually, no one remembered her. Everything she had paid for the Wen family was completely forgotten by these people. Even I was about to forget what she looked like when she smiled..."

"But I will never try to erase the trace of her existence like others. Because she is the person who loves me most in the world, I will try my best to keep her share with her efforts and the things she tries hard to protect and manage..."

Wen paused late, and a trace of unshakable firmness poured out of his eyes, "just like you said, even if he forced himself into a desperate situation."

At all costs.

Pushing himself into a desperate situation, Wen Wan didn't feel very collapsed.

But if she had to watch all her mother's efforts burn, she would really fall into despair.

Fu Sihan took a heavy puff of smoke and crushed out half of the cigarette butts left in his hand. Behind the smoke, his eyebrows and eyes were very dark, even with a little thick and beautiful color.

"Have you ever thought that in this world, your mother devoted the most effort and expected to protect you intact."

His expression was calm and seemed to be telling a 100% certain fact.

"Wen may not be important to her. You are the most precious thing she left in the world..."

Suddenly, Wen Wan's chest seemed to be hit by his words. She was stunned and smiled, "in fact, I know what you said..."

Fu Sihan printed her outline in his eyes, and his eyes were deep. "Are you still determined to go your own way?"

Wen Wan lowered his eyes and seriously thought about the wording, "I can't tell the specific, maybe that's it... Everyone feels that the important things are different. In my opinion, everything related to my mother is very important to me, so I don't intend to sit and wait to die."

"What I do for her and what she does for me are completely different concepts."

"In short, I will keep Wen. Not only that, I will not stop until I keep it."

Fu Sihan's voice suddenly coagulated, "even if you end up with a lot of money and debt?"

Wen Wan looked fearless and determined, "yes, even if it is..."

Fu Sihan looked up at her and frowned, as if he had seen such a stubborn man for the first time.

Knowing that he could not influence her decision, he said no more.

Before long, the aftereffect of liquor swept Wenwan to the bottom. She fell into the sofa like a doll and finally fell asleep.

The warm night in deep sleep seemed to feel the coolness and frowned with a cry.

Fu Sihan was in a good shape. Then he bent over and picked up the sleeping little woman and sent her to the bedroom.