Never leave my wife: I won't date the president if he remarries

Although there was a little accident during the exam, Su Wuxi still firmly occupied the top spot and was the first in the grade.

After reading the results, Su Wuxi casually put the phone on the table, Yuan Heting leaned over, put his chin on her shoulder, and sprayed warm breath on her neck.

Su Wuxi shrank his neck, not used to it: "Move your head away."

Yuan Heting slightly raised his lips, and leaned closer: "No, was it just a grade? How many places did you get in the exam?"

Before Su Wuxi could answer, he picked up the phone and unlocked it with his familiar fingerprint. Her name was the first one.

Yuan Heting looked gentle: "First?"

"Yeah." Pushing his head away, Su Wuxi moved to the side of the sofa. She took the newly bought professional book and used a pen to mark out the points she didn't understand, ready to ask Lu Chutian.

She took it for granted, her attitude was natural, she obviously didn't take it to heart, Yuan Heting's eyes dimmed, and something flashed by.

After sitting closer, he blocked in front of Su Wuxi's book.

Su Wuxi raised his eyes to look at him, and Yuan Heting cleared his throat: "You passed the No.1 exam, shouldn't you be rewarded?"

"No need." Su Wuxi glanced at him inexplicably, and Su Wuxi couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Yuan Heting paused, persevering: "You passed the No.1 exam, you must celebrate."

What's more, this No.1 was obtained under his proctor, which is of extraordinary significance. After making up his mind, his tone softened a little: "Don't refuse, after all, I accompanied you to obtain No.1."

Su Wuxi reluctantly took his hand away and closed the book: "How do you want to celebrate?"

Yuan Heting glanced at the kitchen, recalling the failed dish selection experience last time, and recalling the information he looked up on the computer, after a little thought, he said: "I will cook and make dinner for you."

Su Wuxi's eyes changed, and she glanced at Yuan Heting's bony fingers subtly: "Are you sure?"

Letting him cook won't blow up the kitchen?
"Sure!" Answering the words affirmatively, Yuan Heting took off his suit jacket and rolled the cuffs around his wrists, "Just wait, drink more brown sugar water."

Meaningfully turning around on the steaming brown sugar water on the table, Su Wuxi pursed his lips and outlined a faint smile: "Okay, remember to bring an apron, don't get your clothes dirty."

Yuan Heting is wearing a pure white shirt, if there is dirt, it will be difficult to wash.

With a soft hum, Yuan Heting entered the kitchen, and soon there was the sound of water rushing inside. Su Wuxi looked sideways, and Yuan Heting carefully chose and washed vegetables, looking decent.

Withdrawing her gaze and returning her thoughts to the book, Su Wuxi wrote her opinion next to a topic, with a few strands of hair scattered around her face, she didn't realize it.

Half an hour later, Su Wuxi frowned, and a strange burning smell lingered in her nose. She put down the book quickly and walked towards the kitchen.

The closer it was, the stronger the smell, Su Wuxi asked in a moderate voice: "Yuan Heting, what is burnt?"

"No." Yuan Heting's voice was a little muffled. He poured a large bowl of water into the pot, and it was so burnt that he couldn't see the raw leek scrambled eggs floating on the water.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead with his arm, his hair was slightly damp, giving him a wild feeling.

Su Wuxi went back and took a towel and put it on Yuan Heting's head: "You are not asked to cook to participate in a beauty pageant. You wash and put it well, but the result is still the same."

Sweeping over the plate with all kinds of vegetables and meat, Su Wuxi couldn't bear to look directly at the pot, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, the pot is not broken."

Yuan Heting quickly turned off the fire: "Theory is still not as good as practice."

He thought he had prepared enough, but in fact it was useless, and he made a fool of himself.

Lost in the thought of cooking, Yuan Heting took off the apron, wrapped it around Su Wuxi from behind, and tied a beautiful bow.

"I'll leave the dishes to you, and I'll prepare other gifts for you." He whispered in her ear, his magnetic voice tingling with tingling.

Su Wuxi pushed back: "Then hurry up."

Yuan Heting obediently left the kitchen and went to the bathroom.

Su Wuxi looked around for a while, poured out the water in the pot, and dumped the dark leek scrambled eggs into the trash can.

After tidying up, she quickly decided on the dishes to cook, stir-frying them into the pan, and her movements were extremely smooth.

When Yuan Heting came out of the bathroom, he smelled the aroma of vegetables, his lips curved slightly, and he picked up his phone.

"Bai Xue, are you at the company?" At the moment of the call, Yuan Heting's expression returned to normal, and his tone was slightly cold.

Bai Xue took back the foot that was about to step out of the company, took a few steps back, and replied calmly: "Yes, Mr. Yuan."

Yuan Heting shrank his fingers slightly: "Go to the drawer in my office and get the company's new design Eternity, pack it in a gift box, and send it to the city center. You know the location."

The person on the other side was stunned, and it took a long time before a hesitant voice came: "But Mr. Yuan, that is a new product to be released next month, and there is only one model. Would it be inappropriate to take it away now?"

Yuan Heting narrowed his eyes and raised his tone: "Are you questioning my decision?"

"No, I'll bring it to you right away." Bai Xue lowered her eyes, rubbed her temples with some headaches, and her high-heeled shoes made a crisp clicking sound when they stepped on the floor.

Yuan Heting was satisfied, and added in a good mood before hanging up: "The designers in the company are all paid for. If you can't design a new model in a month, it's useless to keep it."

"Yes." She replied bluntly, and Bai Xue took the car and drove straight there, very fast.

When Su Wuxi was cooking the third dish, she heard the doorbell ring, she raised her eyelids slightly, and ignored it.

Sure enough, the next moment Yuan Heting's figure swayed past the kitchen, he talked to the people outside the door and closed the door again.

The whole process did not exceed 1 minute. Su Wuxi waited for Yuan Heting to sit on the sofa before asking, "Who's here?"

Yuan Heting said with a smile, "A gift."

Su Wuxi understood, quickly poured the soup, and poured the marinated chicken pieces into the hot oil.
After the last dish was finished, she put it on the table. Yuan Heting had already consciously arranged the dishes, and even placed two goblets on purpose.

The liquid in the cup was bright red, Su Wuxi took off her apron, straightened her loose hair, and stared curiously: "Red wine?"

Yuan Heting smiled and said nothing, motioning her to try it.

Su Wuxi took a sip, and the sweet and spicy taste spread into his mouth: "Brown sugar ginger tea?"

"Yeah." Yuan Heting slowly shook the liquid in the cup, and said as a matter of course, "You can't drink it cold."

"What about yours?" Su Wuxi poured himself a bowl of chicken soup.

"Red wine, from [-]."

Su Wuxi: "..."

Discriminatory treatment, although she doesn't like to drink red wine, it's too obvious.

With accusation in his eyes, Yuan Heting laughed out loud: "The one who lied to you is also brown sugar water, try it if you don't believe me."

As he spoke, he handed the cup to Su Wuxi, who smelled it closely and found that it really smelled like brown sugar.

There was a smile between her brows and eyes, and Yuan Heting suddenly took out a gift box from her side: "Stretch out your hand."

Su Wuxi didn't understand why he spread it out, and the slightly cool box fell into his hands. It was very delicate, with golden patterns on the edges.

"What?" While Su Wuxi asked, he opened the box, and the silver bracelet was quietly placed in it, and the pendant was a blooming gardenia, which was dazzlingly beautiful.

Yuan Heting's steady voice slowly echoed in his ears: "Out of the hands of Master Monet, Gardenia's words are eternal love. Take it from it, it is called eternity."

Su Wuxi was surprised, Yuan Heting's eyes were deep, like the bottomless night sky, crushing the stars, he said word by word: "I hope our love is as it implies, a love that lasts forever."

Heart speeding up uncontrollably, Su Wuxi said softly: "Eternity, I like it very much, thank you."

Standing up, he took out the bracelet from the box and helped Su Wuxi wear it on his wrist. There was eternity on his white and slender wrist, which was unexpectedly suitable.

Su Wuxi sincerely thanked again: "Thank you, I really like it, is there any more? I want to get one for Ruoxi, she should like it too."

Yuan Heting's eyes darkened slightly: "There is only this one, there is no extra, she may not be able to wear it."

"Hmm." Su Wuxi's tone was quite disappointed, she asked unwillingly, "Is there any other money?"

"No."

……

After eating, it was already ten o'clock. Su Wuxi carefully put eternity in the box, spread out soft blankets and quilts on the sofa, and then took out the men's bathrobe and said: "The bathrobe is new, I will wash it for you Alright, clean it up, go to the guest room to sleep after taking a shower, and adjust the temperature yourself if it’s cold.”

The emotion in Yuan Heting's eyes was unclear, he asked back: "Let me sleep in the guest room?"

"Well, is there a problem?" Su Wuxi took the time to glance at him, and stopped when he was about to enter the bedroom.

After swallowing the finished draft, Yuan Heting paused for a few seconds before continuing: "No problem."

There seemed to be inexplicable grievance in the tone, Su Wuxi looked at it for confirmation, Yuan Heting's side face was stern, there was nothing unusual.

She entered the bedroom with peace of mind and closed the door with a bang.

Yuan Heting held the bathrobe in his arms, and suddenly slipped over lost, he turned around and went into the bathroom as well.

After taking a bath, Yuan Heting and Su Wuxi turned off the lights one after the other, the room was plunged into darkness, and the lively lights outside the window leaked through the undrawn curtains.

Yuan Heting half leaned on the sofa and started to process the documents reported by the company with his computer. After an hour and a half, he turned off the computer and opened the door lightly.

Su Wuxi's breathing was steady, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, his fingertips slid across Su Wuxi's cheeks, the delicate touch made him unable to put it down.

How is it possible to sleep in a guest room?

He lowered his head, touched Su Wuxi's lips lightly, and said in an inaudible voice: "Little Xi, good night."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Heting completely closed the curtains with a small gap, took off his slippers, went to bed, and held her in his arms.

The extra person made Su Wuxi utter a small moan, she turned around and nestled in Yuan Heting's arms, looking for a comfortable position, hummed twice, but there was no movement.

"Go to sleep!"

Gently stroking Su Wuxi's hair, adjusting the position to make her sleep more comfortably.

Smelling the unique fragrance of her body, Yuan Heting felt at ease, relaxed his body, and hugged her and fell into a deep sleep.