Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

Fu Sihan leaned his body against the back of the sofa and said, "Miss Yan, don't spout nonsense. I still look down on you."

"You …" Yan Meng Rou's expression changed drastically as she hastily explained to Gu Lin Chuan, "I did indeed look for you late yesterday, but that was just a joke. I wanted to test if the couple really believed each other."

"I almost had an accident late at night!" Gu Yichuan looked at the wounds on Yan Wan'er's arm and felt a burning anger.

If it wasn't for Fu Sihan who felt it in time, Yan Wan was already a snack on the python's stomach!

"Late at night, big sister really didn't do it on purpose. I've protected you since you were young, so I won't harm you. Do you believe in me?" Yan Meng Rou held Yan Wan's hand.

In the eyes of others, this scene seemed like it was one of deep affection between sisters. But late at night, they could feel the strength in her fingers and the threat in her eyes.

"Then why didn't you just admit it?" "If Third Young Master didn't take out this video, I would have become everyone's target."

"Late …"

"Enough." Fu Sihan walked over to Yan Wan's side. The silver mask gave off a cold glow, and the eyes beneath the mask became even colder.

With just a glance, Yan MengRou no longer dared to speak.

A deathly silence reigned in the hall. Because Yan MengRou's lies had been exposed, no one spoke for her.

"Take a hot towel." Fu Sihan instructed the servant.

"Yes."

The servant brought a hot towel.

Fu Sihan instructed, "Wipe Third Young Madam's hands."

Yan Meng Rou looked at Fu Sihan in disbelief. This man actually dared to humiliate her like this! Do you think she's trash?

Nighttime obediently stretched out her hand and stole a glance at Fu Sihan.

"Sir, breakfast is ready." Another servant came to report.

Fu Sihan took a glance at Yan Xie's face before walking out.

He would follow her at once.

Fu Province never thought that Fu Sihan wouldn't even give him face while eating breakfast. He was so angry that his face turned red.

"Hurry up and eat!" "After eating, I'll go see Manhua!"

"..."

The morning wind blew.

There was the unique scent of grass in the early morning, and the faint fragrance of the rose season mixed in with it. On both sides of the road, there were wooden hibiscus flowers.

Jiang Yan had long since been waiting outside, opening the Rolls Royce for the two of them.

Seeing that the passenger seat was Jiang Yan's, he hesitated before stepping into the backseat.

"Third Young Master, thank you!" It was his first time travelling in the same city as Fu Sihan late at night. The powerful presence of a man caused the space in the carriage to become cramped in an instant.

"How do you want to thank me?" Fu Sihan took off his mask, revealing his exceptional and shocking appearance.

He had not expected Fu Sihan to actually ask such a question.

She thought about it for a moment. Fu Sihan had barely eaten anything when he arrived at the old mansion. "I'll go back and cook a feast for you?"

Fu Sihan paused when he tapped the table. "Woman, do you think I'm asking for food?"

Even Jiang Yan in the front row couldn't help but raise his eyes.

"The people eat as the sky, how is this a begging for food …" She muttered to herself, 'This man is so hard to please!'

The man scowled and said no more.

The night watchman glanced at him and saw him looking down at the document with a cold expression. His expression was similar to that of 'gratitude without sincerity', which was written on his face in bold, disdainful words.

After returning to the First Grade Garden, Fu Sihan returned to his room to change his clothes before leaving.

He seemed to be very busy. On the way back, he had been looking through the documents and often was not at the First Pin Garden. He had confirmed his suspicions late at night:

The false image that Fu Sihan gave the Fu family members and even everyone in the outside world was because he was hibernating.

It might have been because the time had not come, or perhaps it was because he was disdainful.