Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

"You … "You scoundrel!" How could there be such a person!

"I'm also vulgar." Fu Sihan looked at her lips, his expression as cold as ice. "Do you want to try?"

"No!"

When the servants standing outside the cloakroom saw this, they silently retreated. Inwardly, they could not help but take another look at Yan Wan: The first woman who dared to challenge the young master had appeared!

She said no, but he didn't.

Before he could finish his words, Fu Sihan had already lowered his head and kissed him.

This angle and posture are too good for kissing.

"Ugh!"

Late at night, his pupils dilated and his head empty for several seconds before he was able to accept the fact: Fu Sihan was in a completely sober state!

…

It carried the sharpness and tyranny of his style.

It was only when he felt that he could no longer breathe that Fu Sihan released her with great benevolence.

She gasped heavily for breath late at night, her entire body weak and without strength. She was completely relying on Fu Sihan to take it off with one hand.

Her face was flushed red. It was unknown whether it was because she was holding her breath or because she was embarrassed by Fu Sihan, who was shameless. When she looked up at him, her eyes were filled with tears.

Fu Sihan licked the corner of his lips. Her taste was so sweet that it made him unable to finish his sentence.

A thought suddenly popped into his mind:

Why didn't he continue last night?

In exchange for cutting off all the cards late at night, Fu Sihan agreed to let her visit Yan Chen Rui.

Unexpectedly, Fu Sihan also wanted to go with him!

"Third Young Master, you can busy yourself, I can go to the hospital by myself, I don't want to disturb you."

Even after he'd gone to the Rolls, he hadn't given up the idea of persuading him.

I don't want to delay him, I just don't want him to go!

Fu Sihan looked at the document in his iPad and turned a deaf ear to her words.

He could only sit there angrily at night, not knowing what to do with this scoundrel.

After a long while, he raised his head and said, "Yan Wan, didn't you call me Fu Si Han yesterday as well?"

"Eh …"

Late at night, her fingers were on the skin of the chair. Yesterday, she had been so angry that she had turned into a coward.

"Continue."

As usual, the word 'man' didn't have much warmth, so it was impossible to tell what he meant by 'late at night'. Gritting his teeth, he didn't say anything. He remembered what happened yesterday and was still somewhat angry.

"Evening." There was a hint of coaxing in his voice.

"Hmm?"

"Call me Fu Sihan."

"Ah?!" The night watch quickly waved her hand, "Third young master, I …"

"Shout!"

"Third Young Master, if I call you by your real name, it will easily reveal your identity." A sudden insight came to him late at night, and he came up with a compelling reason.

Fu Sihan nodded. This made sense.

A ray of sunlight shone through the window onto Yan Wan's face, making her pale skin look even more tender and delicious.

As if by accident, Fu Sihan gently touched her face with his thumb.

She was so nervous that even her breathing became tight.

"Then it's not the full name."

"What, what are you calling me?"

"Third brother."

Fu Sihan wanted to hear this title again, to hear it come out of her mouth, to have another kind of sweetness and love.

"Ah?!" Nightfall's face turned red again.

Although Shang Junchi also called him that, but she called him that … When a woman called a man this way, it felt a little too intimate.

"I'll give you a chance." Fu Sihan had a magnanimous appearance.

Choice?

Did you give me a choice?

"Three... "Third brother." In the end, when she opened her mouth late, she felt a sense of shame.

Fu Sihan released her as an extremely happy smile flashed in his eyes.

She couldn't help but look ahead. The person driving today wasn't Jiang Yan, but a young man named Yin Cai. Yin Cai didn't even glance at him, as if he was completely unaware of what was happening in the backseat.

This deliberate 'ignorance' was even more shameful!

That man, Fu Sihan, had been acting really strangely recently!

"..."

The inpatient department was overcrowded. The patients lying on the stretchers were being pushed around by doctors and nurses, and their families were coming in and out.

It was Fu Sihan's first time in a place like this. His brows were tightly knitted, and disdain was written on his cold face.

In the past, he only went to the hospital through the VIP channel, so there would definitely not be so many people 'idlers' in front of him. In addition, his looks and temperament were too outstanding. Along the way, all the women were staring at him with infatuation.

The few family members who were walking in a hurry almost bumped into Fu Sihan. They hurriedly pulled him to the side late at night.

"Third Young Master … Brother, "the night just opened his mouth and remembered Fu Sihan's words from the car. He quickly corrected himself." There are a lot of people in the Inpatient Department and the ward is very small, so you don't need to follow me in, do you?

Fu Sihan's gaze stayed on the white fingers that were grabbing his sleeve for a few seconds. The originally noisy environment had caused him to feel a strange sense of stress and pressure.

"I'll go in with you."

"…"

She observed him for a while longer and knew that she could not change the decision he had made. She could only sigh and stop struggling.

Yan Wan and Yan Chen Rui's ward was not an excuse, it was really small.

In the eyes of the public, the Yan family was rich.

However, such a family still wouldn't give the unfavoured Yan Chen Rui such a good ward. They simply prepared a simple and crude single room for him out of affection.

He knocked twice late on the door, and a clear and bright young voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Two words, neither servile nor overbearing, neither fast nor slow, but courteous and calm.

She smiled and pushed the door open: "Little Rui!"

One moment the teenager on the bed was cold, the next moment he was beaming with joy. He subconsciously wanted to jump out of the bed, but his body was grabbed by the needle on the back of his hand.

"Little Rui, don't move!" The night went by quickly to push Yan Chen Rui back into bed. "How old are you, and how restless are you?"

Fu Sihan saw Yan Wan skillfully pull out the pillow, squeeze out the blood that was flowing backwards, and then insert it back into the youth's veins and vessels. This action of hers seemed to be done many times.

She spoke reproachful words, but her loving smile didn't diminish in the slightest.

It was the second time that Fu Sihan had seen such a warm and extremely gentle voice — the first time was in the photo of her and Yan Chen Rui.

Fu Sihan sized up the youth who was his brother-in-law in name without batting an eyelid.

At the best age of sixteen, he was bald from chemotherapy, but even so, it couldn't hide the clarity of his features. There was also a sense of steadiness and wisdom within this young man's temperament that did not belong to those of the same age.

Not to be underestimated.

"Sis, you …" Just as Yan Chen Rui was about to act coquettishly, he saw a man walk in behind his sister. His expression immediately darkened. "Who is he?"

Yan ChenRui sized up Fu Sihan. He was handsome, upright, and had an imposing aura. His features were handsome without any facial features. Although it was impossible to tell what brand he was wearing, there was no need to doubt that he was definitely a high-priced product.