Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

Mu Yansheng saw that Yang Shanshan began to be relieved and no longer tangled. Fate was unclear. Sometimes it was just a step too late. She had isolated 10000 mountains in front of her. Just next time, she hoped that Yang Shanshan would be happy, at least happier than her.

This afternoon, they went to the cheap snack bars they used to go to. Since she married Fu uniform, she hardly came to these places. Fu uniform often felt that this roadside shop was not clean, so she was not allowed to come. Moreover, she felt boring and didn't want to come alone. Now Yang Shanshan came, and she finally had a playmate again.

They have a kebab in one hand and milk tea in the other. Even if they are not hungry at all, they are constantly stuffing their mouths. I have to admit that the snacks on the roadside are much more delicious than those in high-end restaurants. She always thinks that French and Japanese meals, no matter what restaurants, taste the same and have no recognition at all, Far less relaxed than this roadside stall.

"Let's go back to school. I don't know what the school has become." Yang Shanshan suggested aside. She looked very excited and walked a lot faster.

"OK." She didn't refuse. She hasn't been back to school for many years. She just took this opportunity to go back and have a look. It can be regarded as a revisit of her hometown. Although her memories in school were not very good, it was also her alma mater in a sense. This feeling can't be abandoned.

They didn't take a taxi, but chose the bus at the same time. Just like when they went to school in the past, although it was a little uncomfortable, it was a kind of happiness to be simple.

The school is still the same as before, without any change, but the faces inside have changed wave after wave. Looking at the little lovers walking on the Boulevard and the boys and girls rushing to the classroom with textbooks, she can't help thinking of herself at that time and full of fantasies and expectations for her future like them, but now after so many things, Her mood can't go back to that year.

"Yan Sheng, do you think it looks good?" Yang Shanshan walked through a cluster of flowers, picked a pink rose from inside, pinned it on her temples and ran to her face. Her face was really beautiful and lovely against the pink vitality. Although it was not very beautiful, it was also very beautiful.

"Good looking." Mu Yansheng nodded and looked at her with a smile. Her eyes were as soft and warm as ever. She and Yang Shanshan were quiet and jumping off one by one. Yang Shanshan was much more lively than her from childhood. Every time she got together with Yang Shanshan, Yang Shanshan was talking most of the time. She listened quietly, sometimes nodding and sometimes frowning, Sometimes, but still.

Yang Shanshan raised her hand and clamped another flower on Mu Yansheng's sideburns. Mu Yansheng looked at her movements and instinctively turned sideways.

"Wow, Yan Sheng, this color makes your skin really white. It's well maintained. You can't see any wrinkles on your face. It's not like having a child. I'm far worse than you." Yang Shanshan looked at her and couldn't help exclaiming. She looked at her carefully up and down, with some envy in her eyes.

"No, I'm old. Look at you. You still laugh so cute and naive. No matter how I laugh now, I won't laugh so sweet as you." Mu Yansheng raised her hand and gently pinched Yang Shanshan's face. She really envied the dimple on Yang Shanshan's face when she smiled. Although Yang Shanshan's appearance can only be regarded as ordinary, as long as she smiled, she looked particularly outstanding.

"Yan Sheng, shall we be good friends all our lives? No matter what I say or do, don't blame me." Yang Shanshan suddenly hugged her and rubbed her shoulder with her side face, with a little coquettish anger in her words.

She doesn't know what Yang Shanshan suddenly means, but even if Yang Shanshan doesn't say anything, she will still regard her as a good friend in her life and will never change.

"Fool, what do you say? How can I blame you? No matter what happens, you are the most important person to me." She raised her hand, gently stroked Yang Shanshan's long hair hanging behind her, slightly raised the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were full of trust.

In the evening, Yang Shanshan took her to the door. She wanted Yang Shanshan to go in and sit together, but Yang Shanshan refused. She walked in alone. Fu qizun and two children were waiting for her at the table.

"If you don't come back, I'll go to you." Fu even Zun stood up and walked in front of her. His deep eyes were filled with deep affection. His eyes were so gentle that people couldn't help falling.

"I talked to Shanshan a little late today. Please eat quickly. I'm not very hungry and don't want to eat." Mu Yansheng simply explained, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, his tone was still as calm as ever, and there was no wave in his eyes.

"Then you go up and take a bath first. I'll come right away." He slowly came to her ear, and the warm breath stirred the broken hair on her temples. His voice was still as low and charming as ever. Sometimes she really felt that this man could be a sound actor.

When she listened to his words, two red clouds sprang up on her cheeks, slightly lowered her eyes, bypassed his body and went straight upstairs.

She recalled what Yang Shanshan said and couldn't understand the meaning. Based on her understanding of Yang Shanshan, Yang Shanshan wouldn't make any extreme impulse. She went straight to the bathroom, put the hot water into the bathtub, took off her clothes and lay in. The warm water soaked her skin and gradually dispelled her sleepiness all day, She also slowly put the matter behind her.

After a while, Fu came up, made out with her after taking a bath, and fell asleep next to her. The next morning, they went to the company together as usual. Zhou Wen seemed not to give up and wanted to wait for the opportunity. She didn't care much. Just like Fu said, just ignore it. Even if the little girl has perseverance, I don't think I can hold a hot face and a cold ass.

Just as she was turning over the file, her mobile phone suddenly rang. She was surprised to see Gongsun Zan's phone, but she still pressed the answer button.

"Yan Sheng, I've returned home. I'd like to invite you to dinner in the evening." Gongsun Zan's voice was a little tired. It seemed that many vicissitudes had changed, and it was far less bright and sunny than before.

"OK, Shanshan will go too." She smiled, nodded and readily agreed, but she couldn't help mentioning Yang Shanshan.