Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

The cold sea breeze blew in her ears, and the sea water gently hit her feet, bringing bursts of cold. Her long hair floated behind her head. The wide skirt on her body had no effect. She couldn't help shivering and poured a few mouthfuls of wine, and the pain in her heart began to surge.

"I don't have any big pursuit all the time. I just want to live quietly and quietly, but why do you do this to me? I didn't do anything, but why are you aiming at me?" Mu Yansheng doesn't know who she is talking to, but this is what she has always said in her heart. These days, she has been suppressing her emotions and never dared to show any boredom in front of Fu qizun, but she is also a human after all. The pain in her heart has been accumulated for a long time. Like a volcano, it will erupt one day.

"Many times, those people target you not because of what you have done, but because you have hindered their interests. Many people are like this. No matter how close a person is, as long as you block his way, he will try his best to throw you to the ground." Fu even Zun knew what had happened these days. He took a big sip of wine and looked at the sea. He was calm and slightly cold.

Mu Yansheng finished drinking the wine in his hand, threw the jar aside and took a new one. Before he swallowed the wine in his mouth, his eyes were wet.

"Woo -" she couldn't help crying. Listening to Fu's great truth, she felt more uncomfortable. Tears and wine were swallowed into her stomach, which was more bitter and exciting.

Fu even Zun turned sideways and glanced at her faintly. He didn't speak, but silently took off his coat and put it on her.

"I'm just an ordinary girl. Why do you betray me and trample on me? I've never been sorry for anyone, but you've never apologized to me. You're all bad guys and Demons..." Mu Yansheng's drunkenness came up, and his eyes gradually blurred. He didn't know who Fu qiaozun was. He put down the wine in his hand and raised his hand, Beating on his shoulder, wantonly venting his emotions.

If it had been normal, Fu qizun would have been angry, but now, somehow, he couldn't help but feel distressed about the girl who splashed in front of him. He grabbed her wrist, hugged her in his arms, put his chin on her head, and imprisoned her so that she couldn't move any more.

Mu Yansheng was even more unscrupulous. She was crying. Her nose and tears had already been pasted on Fu's white shirt. She repressed her emotions for so long and finally vented them all in the quiet seaside.

That night, she didn't know how much wine she had drunk or how many times she vomited. She only knew that after she was tired, a warm embrace caught her, so that she could sleep deeply, giving her an unprecedented sense of security.

The next morning, the early sun came out quietly, and the warm sun quietly sprinkled on her. She gradually woke up, lazily opened her eyes, and what came into her eyes was the side face she was no longer familiar with.

"Ah -" Mu Yansheng couldn't help shouting. I don't know why, and bursts of fear burst into his heart.

Fu was still sleeping. He was awakened by her sudden movement and slowly raised his eyes. His deep eyes were full of fatigue, and the dark circles on his face were a little heavier.

"You, you, I..." Mu Yansheng looked at the empty beer cans piled up around and the black coat she was wearing. She was incoherent for a moment. She sat on the ground and moved back half a step, and her muscles were tight on her pale little face.

"What are you? Do you know how long you tossed about last night? I wasted so much energy to coax you to sleep, and you vomited all those dirty things on me. I......" Fu qinzun wanted to raise his hand and teach her a good lesson, but he moved a little, and his arm was numb and couldn't move at all.

He could not help twitching in his mouth and frowning. He looked very uncomfortable.

Mu Yansheng looked at her expression and couldn't help worrying. He moved forward a little and asked carefully, "are you okay?"

"What do you say? You lay on my arm all night yesterday, and your blood flow was blocked. It's good if you're not disabled." Fu even Zun was a little angry. He gave her a white look and said something unhappily.

Mu Yansheng drank too much last night and didn't remember what happened last night. However, looking at the yellow stains on Fu uniform's white shirt and the unpleasant smell on his suit, he vaguely felt that he was really in trouble. He even slowed down his breathing, buried his face in his long hair and didn't dare to say a word more.

"What are you doing? Come and help me up." Fu uniform Zun looked at her and was speechless. She roared aside. Only then did she recover. She immediately stood up and ran to help him up.

"Well, yesterday, I..." Mu Yansheng quickly explained, but he was too nervous to know what to say or what to say.

"OK, stop talking. It's dawn. Don't go to school today Friday. After this week, go back to class. Yesterday's things have passed. Don't think about it any more and try your best to be yourself." Fu qiaozun interrupted her, his expression was as indifferent as ever, but there was a little tenderness between his eyebrows.

"That dress, you..." Mu Yansheng felt a little guilty in his heart, glanced at some vomit on him, and his face couldn't help getting hot.

Fu uniform Zun shook his head speechless. With a little disgust in his eyes, he turned his face and said faintly, "I can't take this dress. I was ruined by you yesterday. You owe it first."

Mu Yansheng knew that his suits were international brands, high-grade customization and high value. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief because she owed them first. She nodded and acquiesced.

"Come on, go back and change. I should go to the company, too." Fu qiaozun's hand didn't know when it hugged her shoulder. Her small body leaned against his arms. His suit and shoes and her long skirt were floating. Somehow, they still matched each other, as if they were a pair of loving lovers.