Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

After being frightened at the Fu Family residence late at night, he had been in high spirits all day and returned to his room early at night to rest.

As she passed the master bedroom, she paused.

It was not yet midnight when Fu Sihan returned.

The main building of the First Grade Garden shone with a gentle light. It was no different from before.

When he reached the bedroom door, there was a piece of paper pasted on the door with a string of words written on it: "Third Young Master, I made you a round wine bowl in the fridge for supper, thank you very much!"

The handwriting was handsome and beautiful, pleasing to the eyes.

Liquor ball?

One day is just a street stand!

Fu Sihan tore off the slip of paper and was about to throw it into the trash can when his fingers suddenly turned. He walked a few steps to the bedside table and placed it in a drawer.

The words were not bad, they would be left for a few more days.

Fu Sihan walked back down the stairs. Sure enough, there was an unknown amount of food in a blue and white porcelain bowl inside the fridge.

The translucent milky white soup, the bright-red medlar, the small rice wine, and the ball the size of a marble.

Wasn't it just the Soup Dumplings!?

Fu Sihan frowned in disdain. However, he was indeed a bit hungry.

She picked up the spoon and took a sip. The soup was small and round, soft and sticky. The soup was sweet but not greasy. There seemed to be a sour taste to it that combined with the original sweetness. It was … Fresh lemon.

Not long after, Yan Wan received an email from RK Media informing her of the time of the car model interview.

When they were notified that they had passed the first round of the audition with a pass rate of less than 10 percent, they told the good news with the aid of the WeChat tonight.

Zang Yan quickly replied: "Congratulations!" Our family's night is super model potential stock, there's absolutely no problem interviewing us later on!]

Late at night, he sent a [Kneeling] emoji: [Thank you, little big sis, for your support!]

Liuyan: "Hahaha, you can talk about it!" Come out to celebrate?]

Late night: [Are you free?]

Liuyan majored in photography. There was almost no difference between going to school and taking holidays. As long as there was a suitable setting, he would take pictures.

Liuyan: [Darling, the first interview since you left the world to return, I must have some free time!]

Magnificent Smoke still didn't know that Yan Wan was replacing Yan Meng Rou to marry Fu Sihan, and he also didn't know that Yan Wan was going to enter and leave the First Grade Garden with Fu Sihan's permission.

For the time being, he didn't return the cigarette and sent Fu Sihan a message. [Young Master Fu, my friend has asked me out. Can I go out now?]

When Fu Sihan's phone vibrated and received the text message, Shang Junchi and his son An were both shocked.

The number of people who knew Third Bro's private cell phone number could be counted on one hand. Almost no one sent text messages because Third Bro really hated such inefficient behavior!

Just as Fu Sihan was about to go to the bathroom, his mobile phone landed on the table.

Shang Junchi and his son An glanced at each other before they shot a glance at Fu Sihan's phone in tacit understanding.

"Stupid woman? "Who?" Shang Chengchi asked in a low voice with a stupefied expression.

"Shouldn't you ask, third brother actually gave a woman a private cell phone number?" Young Son An was incredulous.

The two were still debating whether they should risk their lives to read the contents of the message when Fu Sihan returned.

"What are you looking at?" he asked, coming over.

"It's nothing!" The two of them sat up.

It was simply like 'this place is as good as three hundred taels of silver'.

Fu Sihan shot them a glance before picking up his mobile phone and opening a text message.

Why did he feel that saying "can I do it" late was especially against his will?

He replied with two words, "Yes".

Fu Sihan had originally been uninterested in Yan Huang's late movements.

But, wasn't it good for her to report to him like this?