Marriage is a Long Journey: Husband, Be Obedient

In order to show the perfect cake on Han Yichen's birthday.

Song yannuan spent four nights at the DIY cake shop on the corner of the street.

This feeling that has been honed for a long time makes song yannuan feel more happy even though he is tired.

For several days in a row, Han Yichen was busy with the company and didn't ask song yannuan too much about returning late for several days in a row.

Finally, song yannuan successfully baked a perfect cake on the evening of October 15.

The next morning, song yannuan, who rushed to the restaurant, couldn't wait to send a text message to Han Yichen.

"I'll wait for you tonight. See you at the same place."

Song yannuan hesitated a little and soon sent the text message.

In the next ten hours, song yannuan became very sensitive. As long as there was any movement on her mobile phone, she picked it up in a panic. However, she never received a reply from Han Yichen. This kind of expectation and expectation made her impatient.

Waiting for song yannuan to feel overwhelmed, he was unwilling to bow his head and send a text message to Han Yichen again.

All day long, song yannuan was immersed in depression.

Until after work, Mike sent the cake to her hand, "warm, have a nice evening."

At this point, he also winked playfully at Song yannuan.

Song yannuanjiang responded with a smile, but his heart had already started to get up and down.

Han Yichen hasn't replied. Is it because he's tied up in something? Is the company too busy? Or what happened to him?

At the moment, song yannuan is like a victim of paranoia, imagining all the possibilities.

Anxiously raised his wrist again to look at his watch. Half an hour has passed since the agreed time. Han Yichen still hasn't arrived.

"Miss, when can I order?" The waiter came forward again to urge.

Song yannuan is a little embarrassed. This western restaurant is where song yannuan met Han Yichen for the first time. After their contact, she also made an appointment with Han Yichen for dinner here many times, trying to tell him about the situation at that time.

But Han Yichen had no impression of the first side she cared about.

"Sorry, people haven't arrived yet."

You know, eating here was a piece of cake for song yannuan before, but it's a big expense for her now. To this end, song yannuan even took half a month's salary.

Hearing her words, the waiter's face was almost imperceptibly impatient.

In such an upscale restaurant, it's outrageous to occupy the table without ordering!

Subconsciously, the waiter thought that song yannuan could not afford the meal although she was well dressed, and gave her a cold look for no reason.

But song yannuan, who was looking forward to Han Yichen's arrival, didn't notice these at all. She kept looking out of the window and expected Han Yichen to appear in the next second.

When the phone rang, song yannuan hurriedly picked it up.

"Miss Song." The other side took the lead.

"What about Han Yichen?" Song Yan spoke anxiously. She had rehearsed this question in her mind for too long, and blurted it out unconsciously.

He paused slightly on the strategy, but soon continued to say the first sentence, "President Han asked me to inform you that he has something to do tonight. You don't have to wait any longer. He won't go."

This sentence is like a sledgehammer smashing song yannuan's just repaired heart to pieces.

After a long time, Qi Wei couldn't hear song yannuan's voice. Qi Wei said again, "Miss Song, are you listening?"

Song yannuan reacted and instantly felt that tonight's thing was too absurd. What was she expecting?

Then he calmed down, "OK, I see."

The phone quickly received the line. Qi Wei glanced at Han Yichen sitting in the office.

"President Han, why?"

Before he finished, Han Yichen interrupted, "it's none of your business here. Let's go."

Although there were many doubts, Han Yichen gave the order to leave, and Qi Wei had to leave the office.

Only Han Yichen was left in the room. He simply sank into the back with a slight sigh.

On the screen of the mobile phone, only a text message is displayed, "I'm back".

With only four simple words, Han Yichen was defeated. Knowing that song yannuan was waiting with enthusiasm, Han Yichen couldn't take a step after all. His body was as heavy as lead.

On the other side, song yannuan, who dragged himself tired back to the apartment, was carrying a cake box in his hand.

She opened the door and turned on the light as usual.

But the whole person was stunned when his line of sight projected the picture on the screen.

There is a long shadow on the picture, "cluck, come after me!"

"Don't let me catch you, or you'll look good!"

Then the woman was hugged into the man's arms, and they rolled on the lawn in a ball, followed by a hot kiss from touch.

Song yannuan stood at the moment, only watching quietly.

Every nerve in her body was extremely painful with the action on the picture. Her hand holding the cake rope was very hard, and her knuckles were a little white.

Song yannuan's anger finally turned into a helpless self mockery.

It turned out that Han Yichen didn't keep the appointment just to aftertaste the past with Fang Yuan alone at home.

All this only blames her for being so ridiculous that she thought they could go back to the beginning and live without disagreement.

Fang Yuan is a thorn, which grows on the road of spiritual connection between the two people and can never be crossed.

Suddenly, the light on the second floor was lit. Song yannuan looked at the light and his eyes widened in an instant.

A slender figure, wearing sexy silk pajamas just above her thighs, walked down the steps of the second floor slowly and gracefully. Her face was full of victory and pride.

Fang Yuan came down from the direction of the bedroom. The walking process was so long that song yannuan forgot to breathe.

Until Fang Yuan stood in front of song yannuan, she suddenly realized that she didn't see the wrong eye.

"Miss Song, long time no see." Fang Yuan's thin lips opened gently, her smiling face was like Yan, and her posture was elegant.

Then, after seeing the cake in her hand, she couldn't help laughing and grabbed the cake in Song yannuan's hand.

Song yannuan was stunned at first, but soon returned to calm. He only occasionally glanced at the cake in Fang Yuan's hand.

"Miss Song, don't tell me, Han Yichen's birthday, you're going to give him this!" Fang Yuan's mouth was full of ridicule, and her face was full of smiles.

"You don't care about my business." Song yannuan reaches for it.

Fang Yuan dodged with the wrong hand and the cake fell to the ground.

The black chocolate splashed out everywhere.

Fang Yuan immediately looked panicked, "Oh, I'm so sorry, I handed it to you, but you didn't catch it!"

Song yannuan looked at the dilapidated cake on the ground and said nothing. It felt terrible, as if her relationship with Han Yichen was equally broken. Looking up again, I saw Fang Yuan's playfulness.

The woman used such a boring trick.