My Wife Is A Ghost Exorciser

Fu Yu Sheng looked at his wife who was hugging his son and unhappily pursed his lips, he never thought that he would get jealous of a small kid but as he looked at his son who was snuggling his wife, he has to admit that his son was indeed more fortunate than he was, at least he did not have to drag his feet in front of his mother to ask for her forgiveness like he was rubbing his shoes on the ground to get Song Yan's forgiveness.

But he did not say anything to anyone, instead, he walked over to the bed and covered Song Yan and Fu Chen with a blanket before turning around to lower the temperature of the air conditioner. Once he was done he poured himself a glass of water and then drank it all, he wasn't surprised that Song Yan was thinking of starting a business, even if she was to go and get the Song corporation back from Chu Lian and the fake Song Dong Ming, the corporation has been stuck in a place for a very long time.

Even if the corporation went to its rightful owner, it would be really difficult to raise it from the dregs where it was floating, as such it was completely right for her to start another business that will be more profitable than the Song corporation that was sure to go downhill sooner or later.

As he drank the water, he sat down on the bed and observed his wife carefully, even though she looked rather tired from all the hard work she did in the morning and the afternoon, she still looked rather beautiful with those good looks, white nightdress and natural beauty that was etched on every inch of her skin. She was so beautiful that it was a surprise that she did not receive any good projects in the acting industry.

Fu Yu Sheng has never thought much about this under the effects of the spell but now that he was looking at his wife he couldn't help but think of how in the world he managed to keep his wife. If someone else was in place of her, they would have divorced and married someone else long ago but Song Yan not only stayed married to him, she stayed loyal to him for eight years straight. It was a surprise that with her beautiful face, she did not colour his hair completely green.

Moreover, the more he looked at her the more beautiful she looked. Even though she was sleeping, she looked like an ethereal immortal beauty, she was so good-looking that even men who did not care about looks would take another look at her, even he was rather stunned upon seeing her sleep without that cold sneer on her face.

Fu Yu Sheng coughed a little as he felt guilty, wondering why he did not feel a bit too smitten with this woman earlier when they married. And why all of a sudden he was acting like a young boy of sixteen when he was over thirty?

He swallowed the water in his mouth before he lied down on the bed and placed the glass on the table next to the bed. He needed to make sure that his wife was happy with him because he did not want to be divorced at such an extreme age and that too by this beautiful wife of his, who knows how much he will have to suffer if she left him.

The incident with Fu Yu Shen told him that Song Yan was not a woman who wait around for a man, she was a woman who knew how to earn money and even knew how to do business, if he wasn't paying attention then she might really leave his grasp at any time. After knowing something like this, there was no way he would be able to grab hold of this woman forever if he did not treat her right.

What was, even more, his personality was not really good. He cursed a lot and his temper was really explosive, if he was to stay like this then he was afraid that some other man will attract Song Yan's attention and if that happened then he would not be able to withstand his wife falling in love with someone else, what was more his grandfather will break his legs if that happened.  He needed to work hard to nurture their relationship and even make it even firmer than it was, or else, he will really lose everything!

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When Song Yan woke up in the morning, she was surprised to see that on the cabinet next to her side was sitting a rose bouquet with a tray that had breakfast carefully decorated on it. She pushed herself off the bed and then looked at the rose bouquet and then at the breakfast that was completely different from the western breakfast that was served in the Fu family and turned to look at Fu Chen who was eating his rice and fish soup.

" Who left this here?" She asked though she already had a very good idea about the person who was behind this, in this family only one man had the courage to give her red roses and that too one hundred and forty-three.

"It's father," Fu Chen answered as he finished eating the bite that was in his mouth and swallowed loudly. " I don't know why but he prepared the meal and even left some for me, I was worried that it will be unappetising which is why I took a bite first mum, it's completely edible. What a surprise."

Song Yan chuckled. She did not tell Fu Chen that Fu Yu Sheng often stayed in the other country where he would get sick of the western food and in the desire of having his own home-cooked meal, he learned how to cook. Cooking something simple as rice, fish soup and some scrambled eggs with leeks was still under his skills.

She got off the bed and then pinched her son's cheeks before she said, " Is that so? Is it really that good?"

Fu Chen nodded with a mouthful of fish soup. "It's good," then he paused and made a sick expression before saying, " Dad told me to tell you that he made this with love for you."

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