Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

She couldn't help burying her head in her chest. Her voice was pitifully low, and her long hair blocked her face, but the mood in her heart slowly seeped out. Now, Fu qinzun was kind to her, and her heart was more guilty. She was really afraid of going on like this, and she would really be reluctant to leave at that time.

"Hmm? What did you say?" Fu looked at her and pretended to look puzzled. In fact, he heard it. He wanted her to say it again, but she shook her head.

"Nothing. I'm tired. I'll have a rest first." She slipped down from the sofa in a panic and walked back to the room as quickly as possible.

Time passed day by day. She saw that she was only one day away from her appointment with Gongsun Zan. Early the next morning, she was going to the airport to leave with Gongsun Zan.

These days, she was stuffy in her room and secretly packed some luggage. She thought of an excuse in her heart. The next day, she went to spread out Fu qingzun, and then sneaked out by herself. But before that, she had to do one thing in her heart.

"Fu qiaozun, take me to the beach again. I want to see the sunset." She went to Fu's side and remembered that she had been bullied at school. Fu thought she committed suicide at home and took her to the seaside. That was the place where she had a good impression on Fu for the first time. Now that she was leaving, she wanted to go again for the last time.

"OK, let's go now." Fu didn't ask any more, but picked up the coat at hand and took her out.

Fu even Zun drove the car and felt that it had only been a while before the seaside arrived. Although it was the afternoon, it was not far from the sunset. She remembered that she had sat here with him all night before, but she didn't see the sunrise. Now, although she couldn't see the sunrise, it was her wish to see the sunset.

She got out of the car, took off her shoes and socks, barefoot and stepped on the beach. The fine and soft sand didn't cross her feet. The sea breeze gently blew on her. She couldn't help opening her arms and narrowing her eyes slightly.

"Wait for me." Fu qiaozun gave a simple explanation at her side and walked away.

After a while, he came back to her with several cans of beer in his hand.

"Watching the sunset without drinking is so boring." There was a smile on his mouth, and the look in his eyes was unspeakably complex, as if he was tolerating something, and as if he was conniving.

With that, he walked forward for a while, reached a place where he could just reach out to touch the sea, sat down and put the wine in his hand beside him.

Mu Yansheng followed him and sat beside him. Looking at the endless sea, his heart was more turbulent than the sea, but his face was very calm.

Fu didn't say anything. He just reached out and picked up a can of wine, opened the pull ring and poured it down.

"I have to drive back later. Drink less." Mu Yansheng looked at him and looked down slightly. Now she didn't know what to say except this one.

"Remember the last time we came here, we all drank too much and stayed here all night." Fu didn't stop the wine in his hand. He just recalled how much he wanted to expose the woman in front of him, but he couldn't.

"That was the first time I drank so much wine." She said with a slight smile, calm in her clear eyes.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Fu even Zun turned his face sideways, and a little doubt crossed his deep eyes. He stared at her eyes tightly and refused to let go of her little movements.

Mu Yansheng shook his head. His long eyelashes trembled like butterflies in his eyes. There was no superfluous expression on his face.

Fu held the bottle in his hand and his fingertips turned white. He turned his face, looked into the distance and drank the wine in his hand. The bitter beer went down his throat into his stomach, causing bursts of burning. He couldn't help but frown.

He threw the bottle aside, picked up another bottle, skillfully opened the can, and prepared to pour it into his mouth.

"Well, don't drink any more. It's bad to drink too much." Mu Yansheng looked at him, couldn't help but stretch out his hand, took his arm and wanted him to put down the wine in his hand.

"You let go." He roared slightly sullenly, shook off her hand and suddenly took a big sip of wine. His cold eyes were very cold.

She didn't speak any more. She just looked at him quietly and didn't know what to say. She was afraid that she couldn't hold back and said everything.

"Mu Yansheng, answer me honestly. What am I in your heart?" He returned to his senses, put down the wine in his hand, and stared at her eyes, leaving her nowhere to escape.

"I, I..." this question really stopped her. She couldn't help but lower her eyes, dodged her eyes, trembled her lips slightly, and didn't know what to say.

Just when she was embarrassed, Fu qiaozun suddenly leaned over and kissed her lips. A strong smell of alcohol came to her face. She couldn't help twisting her eyebrows. She opened her eyes and wanted to push him away. She was surprised on her face.

He didn't let go of her. His powerful arm wrapped around her slender waist and kissed harder and harder.

And she also gradually put down her guard and slowly put her arm around his neck, but her hands were always clenched with fists. It seemed that she was still thinking about something in her mind, which made her dare not take this step.

Just when they forgot their feelings, the sun didn't know when to go down the mountain, the afterglow of the sunset gradually disappeared in the sky, and the darkness slowly shrouded down and blurred their figure.

Fu qinzun slowly released his hand and left her lips. He seemed to understand. What was buried in his heart was severely pressed down by him, and he recovered his composure again.

"The sunset is gone. Let's go back." With a sneer on his lips, he got up and stood up. Then he turned around and walked alone towards the shore.

Mu Yansheng also stood up and followed behind him. His faint smell of tobacco still remained on her body, and her red lips remained on his lips.

On the way back, none of them spoke. It seemed that as long as they spoke, they would expose the little secret hidden in the bottom of their heart. So up to now, it's better to be silent. Even if the atmosphere in the car was extremely embarrassing and cold, none of them responded.