Catch You! My Dear Wife

Fu Yehan smiled and looked at Chen Shuya. Chen Shuya had to take back her eyes silently.

Xiang Nuan doesn't know what to say there. He personally accompanied Chen Shuya to pick the cufflinks. Is the truth really like what Chen Shuya said? She didn't pick it for Fu Yehan?

She turned her head and looked at Chen Shuya. Chen Shuya probably felt her warm eyes, so she put down one hand and said shamefully.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

When Xiang Nuan was still stunned, Fu Yehan had already sat in his chair and picked up chopsticks. He took a bite of food and put it in Xiang Nuan's bowl. Xiang Nuan had to pick up his chopsticks and eat a few mouthfuls pretendedly. What he was still preparing to say in his throat was also drowned by the food.

After she went to have a few meals, she looked at Fu Yehan, and Fu Yehan also looked at Xiang Nuan.

"Do you have any questions?"

When Xiang Nuan's ears turned red, he quickly moved over his eyes.

"Can you let me down first?"

Fu Yehan glanced at the pregnant woman and smiled.

"Why should I let you down?"

"It's not convenient for me to eat like you." Said to warm pathetic Xi.

Fu Yehan smiled and finally released his hand.

Chen Shuya sat and looked at the farce. They were very embarrassed.

In the scene of these three people, he is the most redundant one.

She filled a bowl of soup, but the soup tasted like no taste, so she put down the dishes and chopsticks bored: "you eat, I'm full, I won't be a light bulb here. I'll calm down my mood. After all, I was rejected just after I made a confession."

Then Chen Shuya went upstairs.

Xiang Nuan unconsciously followed Chen Shuya's figure, and Fu Yehan next to him coughed.

"What are you still looking at? Eat quickly."

Xiang Nuan can only bow his head and eat, but he is still very depressed.

If Chen Shuya really just made a misunderstanding, her performance just now is a little embarrassing.

Fu Yehan didn't say much when he saw Xiang Nuan eating.

After dinner, Fu Yehan went to the study to be busy, just as usual.

Xiang Nuan went back to his room and took a bath. It was already 9:30 when he came out. It was very late. It was time to have a rest.

But he unconsciously looked in the direction of Chen Shuya's room. He always hesitated whether to go in and talk to Chen Shuya. After all, he hasn't put down what happened at dinner.

I always wonder if Chen Shuya likes Fu Yehan? Even if you like it, it's normal. Now Chen Shuya says it's a misunderstanding, which makes her uneasy.

Just about to walk to Chen Shuya's room, the door of Chen Shuya's room suddenly opened.

The housekeeper came out and didn't know what to send. At a glance, the housekeeper also saw Xiang Nuan not far away. He was stunned and asked, "young grandma, do you want to find Miss Chen or me?"

"Nothing. Has Miss Chen gone to bed?"

"She has fallen asleep. I just went in to deliver medicine to her. She said she had a headache and couldn't sleep with pain. She had to take some medicine."

"Headache?"

"It's an old problem. I have all these headache medicines at home anyway. Don't worry, young grandma."

Nodded to warm: "OK, I see."

On the other side, Chen Shuya lay on her bed and listened to the footsteps outside. Then she secretly drilled her head out of the quilt, turned over and looked at the ceiling.

She only turned on the bedside lamp, so the room was very dark, and her thoughts were as chaotic as the dark room.

Xiang Nuan heard that Chen Shuya had a headache and didn't want to disturb her, so he went downstairs and drank some water.

It's getting late. There are no servants at the bottom. I'm going to turn around and go upstairs. At this time, the landline in the living room rang. Xiang Nuan rarely saw the phone ring in the living room and came forward to pick up the phone.

There was a woman's voice on the other end of the phone.

"I'm looking for Fu Yehan."

Xiang Nuan was stunned. "Fu Yehan is busy. Why don't you wait for me to call him down or pick up an extension?"

Before Xiang Nuan finished, the woman at the other end of the phone said, "who are you?"

"I......" before Xiang Nuan finished, the woman said, "what's the relationship between you and Fu Yehan?"

Xiang Nuan listened to the woman's voice without any kindness, and she didn't look like a young woman. She was about to answer. At this time, there was a sound of footsteps upstairs. It was the housekeeper.

The housekeeper is going upstairs to deliver supper to Fu Yehan. When he is ready to come down, he sees Xiang Nuan answering the phone. This is her duty.

"Whose phone is the little grandma?"

The voice of the housekeeper was clearly heard on the other end of the phone and asked, "he called you little grandma?"

Xiang Nuan was about to answer the woman's question on the phone. At a glance, the man had come. Then he was dark in front of him. The whole man was held in his arms and the phone in his hand was robbed.

Xiang Nuan thought Fu Yehan would answer the phone and say something. Unexpectedly, he hung up the phone directly.

"Why did you hang up? The woman said she was looking for you."

"I know, you don't care." Fu Yehan said faintly.

Xiang Nuan didn't know what to say. He was going to ask more, but the housekeeper next to him winked at her and winked at her.

Xiang Nuan understood, so she closed her mouth and looked at Fu Yehan. She said again: "aren't you busy? Why are you down again? I just heard from the housekeeper that Chen Shuya is uncomfortable. Do you want to..."

"Really? What's wrong with her?" Fu Yehan said carelessly.

The housekeeper added: "young master, you forget that Miss Chen often has a headache and committed it again tonight. I have sent the medicine, young master, you don't have to worry."

Hearing this, the man said, "since she's not feeling well, I'll send someone back tomorrow morning."

"It's all right. How do you..."

"What's the matter?"

"How stingy of you to send her back."

Fu Yehan narrowed his eyes: "aren't you stingy?"

Fu Yehan finished and hooked the corner of his mouth. He kept staring at Xiang Nuan and wanted an answer from Xiang Nuan.

Pretend to be angry with warm.

"I'm not as kind and talkative as I am. Didn't you see that I deliberately didn't quarrel with you today?"

She turned around, her voice getting softer and softer.

"Really?"

Fu Yehan said with a smile.

"Of course." Make a firm decision to warm up.

"That's right."

Fu Yehan narrowed his eyes, looked at Xiang Nuan and asked an inexplicable question.

"What would you do if Chen Shuya said today that she liked me and that the object of her advertisement was really me?"

"Like you?"

Xiang Nuan was stunned for a moment, and then the dead duck said, "if I like you, I like you. There are so many people who like you. Do I have to keep everyone in mind, and if I like you, I can't control it."

Xiang Nuan was talking. Suddenly his wrist was buckled by the man. The next second, the man approached Xiang Nuan. The ambiguous atmosphere made Xiang Nuan busy and lower his head.