Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

Gu Yichuan ate his meal absent-mindedly.

After dinner, he went to the bathroom and secretly called Yan Wan. A mechanical female voice came out from the receiver.

"Sorry, the call you made is currently in progress. Please try again later …"

Only now did Gu Yichuan remember. Ever since the time they caught him in bed, he had been dragged into the dark late at night.

The woman seemed cold, but she was actually very gentle. However, she treated her feelings very well. Her eyes did not allow for even the slightest bit of sand.

However, the more he spoke late, the more he felt like he had seen a ghost. He couldn't let go of his words late, and even had a feeling that … Conquest!

What if Fu Sihan's wife fell in love with him, Gu Yichuan?

That overweeningly arrogant Third Uncle of his had lost a lot of face!

Gu Lin Chuan walked out of the bathroom and found Yan Meng Rou. "Meng Rou, why don't you call her tonight and ask where she is?"

Yan MengRou's smile stiffened, concealing her unhappiness, pretending to be sad as she asked: "Linchuan, you're worried about this late at night, do you still like her?"

"No, how is that possible?" "No matter what, tonight is still your little sister. You should be worried that something has happened to her, right?"

Yan MengRou coldly sneered in her heart. She wished she could die just like that!

"Why aren't you fighting yourself?"

"Aren't I afraid that you'll be jealous and avoid being suspected?" Gu Yichuan said.

Only then did Yan Meng Rou's heart brighten. She found the number for the 'little sister' comment and dialed it. However, she soon heard the same mechanical female voice, "I'm sorry, the call you made is still in progress. Please dial again later …"

"It seems like he was still angry at me, causing me to be darkened." Yan MengRou said sadly.

Gu Yichuan sighed, his face full of worry as he looked out into the tranquil night.

As long as Gu Yinchuan was slightly more familiar with the number that came late, he would realize that the number that Yan MengRou had posted was not late at all!

"..."

It was getting dark.

There was no one around him. It was as if he was being cut off from the world.

Nightfall was so scared that all the hairs on his body were standing on end. However, he was unable to leave the forest. He could only brace himself and give Fu Sihan a call.

She had previously saved Fu Sihan's phone number, and it was Steward Lin who had told her.

However, no one picked up the call.

Fighting three in a row, that was the last hope left.

Perhaps, the real Fu Sihan knew that Yan Mengrou should be his wife, so he shifted his anger onto her and purposely treated her like this.

Otherwise, why not take her call?

"Hiss —"

"Hiss —"

Suddenly, a tongue-stick sound could be heard coming from the bushes.

Nighttime's body was stiff and he was covered in cold sweat.

It was because she saw something swimming in the grass. It was a snake tail as thick as a person's wrist!

He didn't dare to call again late at night because he was afraid that he would alert the python if he made a loud noise. He could only send a text to Fu Sihan with trembling hands.

"..."

It was always past midnight when Fu Sihan paid his respects to his mother.

After midnight.

When Fu Sihan stepped out of the entrance of the ancestral hall, he saw Jiang Yan waiting outside.

"Third Young Master, Third Young Madam has gone missing."

"What did you say?" Fu Sihan narrowed his eyes.

In an instant, Jiang Yan felt a chill that pierced his bones even more than the cold night.

"..." It must be an illusion, right? After all, Third Young Madam was just a decoration.

"Third Young Madam hasn't been back since she left the house in the afternoon."

"You only told me about it now?" Fu Sihan paused every word.