Limited Time Contract: A Beautiful Wife Is Hard to Train

Shen Simu looked over slowly, did not speak, pursed her lips and smiled, and stared at Fu Yihang quietly, only to see that the ice cream that was about to be delivered to Moore's mouth turned directly into Yi Mu's mouth.

Inexplicably stuffed a mouthful of ice cream, the thick cream mixed with fruit slices was so sweet, Yi Mu swallowed the sweetness, and took out a tissue to wipe his mouth in disgust.

He said seriously: "Daddy, I don't like creamy ice cream, and there is my sister's saliva on it."

Seeing that Yi Mu ate up all his ice cream and was disgusted, Moore curled his mouth and burst into tears.

Two small hands kept patting Fu Yihang's chest, "Daddy is bad!"

No matter how much Fu Yihang could coax him, Mr. Fu glared at him angrily, carried Moore to the refrigerator, took a bottle of yogurt and went to the back garden.

Not knowing if it was intentional, Fu's mother held Yi Mu and said, "Let's go see grandpa and sister."

There were only three people left in the huge and empty living room, and the atmosphere was inexplicably strange.

Shen Simu was very considerate, and got up with a notebook, "I still have work to do, so I'll go upstairs first, and Miss Chu can take care of herself."

Seeing her go, Fu Yihang reached out and clasped her wrist, "Go home for dinner?"

Shen Simu raised her beautiful eyebrows, and looked at Chu Qingci, who was alone, with obvious meaning in her eyes.

The old lover came here specially, shouldn't we have a meal together?

She smiled and took out her hand indifferently, "Go ahead and talk about it later."

Her breezy appearance pierced Fu Yihang's sore eyes, and he clearly agreed to his marriage proposal, but the ruthlessness in the blink of an eye is shocking, how could she be so cold-hearted in the past few years.

Fu Yihang was simmering with an unknown fire in his heart. When facing Chu Qingci, his face was ugly and scary, and he was like a black-faced Hades.

He said, "Come to see me for something?"

Chu Qingci was startled, and then smiled wryly, "Is it possible that I can't come to see you if I have nothing to do? Yihang, I miss you very much, and I miss you every day."

"I remember you were married."

Fu Yihang turned the ring on his ring finger lazily, his long and narrow eyes stared at Chu Qingci quietly, without any extra emotion, indifferent and alienated.

"I'm already divorced, Yihang, I'm divorced." Chu Qingci believed in her heart that Fu Yihang had feelings for her.

As for Shen Simu's just a spice for him when he's bored, it doesn't matter, if she had returned to China with Fu Yihang back then, she must be Chu Qingci who is by his side now.

She endured the excitement, with tenderness in her eyes, she said: "I know you are blaming me for not going back to China with you, I just want to have a better development."

Fu Yihang looked at her with raised eyebrows, but didn't speak.

She continued: "I was alone in a foreign country, and no one shared my joys and sorrows. That was the most difficult time for me, so I got married, but Ehang, I..."

"Miss Chu." Fu Yihang interrupted her, "I don't care about your private life, and I never blamed you for not returning to China. Your choice has nothing to do with me."

"But you clearly persuaded me to go back to China, and you also prevented me from marrying him, didn't you?"

Fu Yihang seemed to have forgotten it. He frowned and hesitated for a few seconds, "I advise you to go back to China because Uncle Chu approached me in private, and he wanted you to go back to China as soon as possible to take over the company."

"As for me preventing you from marrying him..." It's been too long, he can't remember clearly, he thought about it, and finally remembered the reason, "He's too carefree, I've seen him with other women in private."

"Because of this?"

"That's all." Fu Yihang said calmly without changing his expression.

Chu Qingci's red lips parted slightly, and she didn't say a word for a long time. She had too much to say, she wanted to say that she regretted it, she wanted to say that she wanted to be with Fu Yihang, and she wanted to say too much.

But it was too late.

She raised her lips and smiled, "It seems that I misunderstood, but I'm still very happy to meet you, Yihang, are we still friends?"

Fu Yihang looked at her with a little smile in his eyes, "Of course."

In the room on the second floor, Shen Simu stayed in Fu Yihang's previous room, yawning lazily. She didn't have any work to deal with. She didn't want to see Chu Qingci pretending to be noble and gentle.

As soon as she opened her mouth, the words with the knife in her mouth kept escaping, she was afraid that if she stayed any longer, it would delay the two of them reminiscing about the old days.

She tapped on the keyboard boringly, and the dimmed screen brightened instantly.

The door behind him was opened, and the light came in, hurting the eyes.

"Why don't you open the curtains? Doesn't it mean that your eyes are uncomfortable?" Fu Yihang opened the curtains, and the room immediately lit up. When he turned around, he saw Shen Simu staring at him.

She said, "The old lover is gone?"

"What old lover." Fu Yihang sat beside her, "Fu Chu's family supports each other in business, so we meet more often, so others say that she and I are childhood sweethearts."

In fact, he didn't have any affection for Chu Qingci. The pride in Chu Qingci's bones made her distance from other women. Fu Yihang admitted that she was a good friend.

That's all.

"What are you explaining to me, I won't listen." Shen Simu covered her ears deliberately, "Who knows if what you said is true or not."

Fu Yihang reached out with his long arm, and held her tightly in his arms, with his thin lips against her earlobe, every sentence he said seemed to be kissing, "What I said is true."

A gust of hot wind reddened her face, Shen Simu hurriedly pushed him away, "Just talk, what are you doing so close, playing hooligans?"

Fu Yihang raised his hand with a serious face, a silver ring was put on his bony ring finger, "I'm protected by the law, I'm not a hooligan."

He approached again, hooking his lips, "But I really want to play a hooligan on you now."

There were footsteps in the corridor, and Moore ran to the door and knocked hard, "Mommy, Mommy! Grandpa picked a flower for me and gave it to you!"

A few seconds later, Fu Yihang's eyes were slightly red, and he knelt down to look at Moore, pinned the flowers to her ear, and hugged her, "Mommy has daddy to send flowers, you keep it for yourself."

In the room, Shen Simu covered her mouth and snickered, her voice getting louder and louder. Fu Yihang's face became more and more ugly when he heard it, and he went downstairs directly holding Moore.

"Mom, I have a project to discuss in a few days, and Simu will come with me." Fu Yihang sat on the sofa, familiarly tied Moore's pigtails, and fastened the flowers.

"Don't worry, I will take care of them." Fu's mother hesitated, "What did Qingci tell you?"

"Nothing."

"I heard that she is divorced. She has suffered a lot of rumors and rumors after returning to China. If you have time, go and see her. At any rate, you will also get to know each other."

Fu Yihang directly refused, "It's not suitable for me to go."

He went, will there be good days in the future?

Fu Yihang knew that Chu Qingci was also a candidate for the Fu family's daughter-in-law before she got married. In addition, Chu and Fu were evenly matched at that time, and Fu's mother was very satisfied with Chu Qingci.

But Fu's mother's attitude made the darkness in Chu Qingci's heart more obvious.

She looked up at the setting sun, squinted her eyes slightly, and showed a mocking smile. She didn't believe that Fu Yihang didn't have any feelings for her, it didn't matter, even if he didn't.

In her clear and compassionate world, nothing is impossible.