Limited Time Contract: A Beautiful Wife Is Hard to Train

Mr. Fu's eyes were scarlet, and his whole body trembled with anger.

"Mr. Fu, don't be angry with Mr. Fu, take good care of your health." Song Ya asked worriedly.

After finishing speaking, Song Ya ran out after Fu Yihang: "Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu, wait for me."

Back at the apartment, Shen Simu had already prepared dinner, she was wearing an apron, holding a shovel, humming a little tune, she seemed in a good mood.

"Why are you so happy today?" Fu Yihang hung his coat on the hanger and looked at Shen Simu dotingly.

"You're back!" Shen Simu put the shovel aside and walked out of the kitchen.

"What's so happy?" Fu Yihang asked knowingly.

Shen Simu put her hands behind her hands, and smiled embarrassedly: "I met the project partner today, he is very satisfied with my plan, and it seems that he can sign a contract."

Fu Yihang nodded thoughtfully, looked at Shen Simu and joked: "It seems that my food is settled?"

"Of course, I'll treat you to dinner after I get paid." Shen Simu responded boldly.

"The meal is ready, let's eat."

After speaking, Shen Simu stretched out her hand to untie the apron, but the tie at the back of the neck was too tight, and Shen Simu untied it for a long time without opening it.

"Let me do it."

Fu Yihang took the initiative to come over, his slender fingers fiddled with the back of Shen Simu's neck, and wiped Shen Simu's skin from time to time, her body seemed to have a beam of electricity, and even her breathing slowed down.

A man's chuckle came from behind him.

"What's wrong?" Shen Simu looked back at Fu Yihang.

Fu Yihang pursed his lips and smiled: "How did you tie it so tightly?"

Shen Simu heard that Fu Yihang was mocking her, so she pursed her lips and glared at him.

"Okay, let's eat." Fu Yihang took off his apron for Shen Simu and put it aside.

"We'll move back to the villa at the end of the month." Fu Yihang said suddenly.

Shen Simu was stunned suddenly, she slowly raised her head, looked at Fu Yihang, and asked hesitantly: "What about your father?"

"He went back and won't come back."

Shen Simu nodded at everything she was thinking about, and remained silent.

After a while, Fu Yihang suddenly asked: "I want to buy some furniture at home, let's go and have a look together on the weekend?"

"Okay, but I don't have much discernment, maybe I can't pick well." Shen Simu grinned, and smiled guilty.

"It doesn't matter, you are the mistress of the house, you can choose whatever you want."

With Shen Simu's consent, Fu Yihang was very happy in his heart, but he still looked calm on the surface.

"You can choose whatever you want?" Shen Simu asked in surprise.

"En." Fu Yihang nodded.

Shen Simu jokingly asked: "Then it's okay to dress up the whole family as fans?".

Fu Yihang returned without thinking: "As long as you like it, of course you can."

"Do you like pink? Then I'll ask the workers to paint the wall pink." Fu Yihang suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Hehe. I'm joking."

Shen Simu smiled awkwardly, hastily denied it, and then buried her face in the rice bowl, with complicated thoughts.

She felt that Fu Yihang gave her too much power. Although the two were only in a contractual relationship, Fu Yihang's kindness to her was not much different from a real couple.

How can I be able to meet such a good person as Fu Yihang? Thinking of this, Shen Simu couldn't help but blush.

Two days later, the contract was signed, and Shen Simu was highly praised by the president during the morning meeting. Zhou Zihan came to say hello to Shen Simu, but Manager Li still looked like he couldn't help it.

Through this order, Shen Simu fought a beautiful turnaround for herself, allowing everyone to see her strength clearly.

After work this day, Shen Simu called Fu Yihang early.

"Yihang." As soon as the phone was connected, Shen Simu called enthusiastically.

Hearing Shen Simu calling him, Fu Yihang couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, his eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness.

Seeing Fu Yihang's expression, the people in the conference room looked at each other in blank dismay, and then suddenly realized, except for that lady, who else could make Fu Yihang treat each other so tenderly?
"Boss Fu?" the vice president called tentatively.

"Go ahead." Fu Yihang waved his hand, picked up his phone and walked out of the conference room.

The vice president's voice fell into Shen Simu's ears. She lowered her volume and said softly, "Did I interrupt your meeting?"

"No, what's the matter?" Fu Yihang asked gently.

"Ah, it's nothing. I've paid my salary. I promised to treat you to dinner. I don't know if you have time."

Shen Simu's shy voice made Fu Yihang's heart tremble.

"Of course, there is a good Japanese food store. You wait for me at the company, and I will pick you up."

"Well, okay, see you later." Shen Simu said sweetly.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yihang went back to the conference room and said to the vice president, "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Ah? Boss Fu, don't you say that the whole company works overtime?" The vice president looked at Fu Yihang in surprise.

Fu Yihang smiled charmingly, picked up his coat and went out.

"Wow, Boss Fu's smile just now is so handsome!" the nympho employee sighed softly.

"Hey, where do you think Mr. Fu is going?" A person asked gossipingly.

"Where else can I go? Go on a date with my wife. I haven't seen Boss Fu's happy face!"

The crowd sighed.

"Cough cough."

The vice president coughed twice, and glanced at the employees who were discussing. Everyone immediately stopped talking, sat up straight, and started the meeting with full energy.

"Woooo." The black Ferrari sports car stopped in front of Shen Simu.

Shen Simu ran back to make way, but the car window was pulled down.

Fu Yihang poked his head out and raised his eyebrows at Shen Simu: "Get in the car."

Shen Simu nodded dully, and got into the co-pilot.

"Is this your car? Why have you never seen you drive it before?" Shen Simu asked casually after fastening her seat belt.

Fu Yihang turned the steering wheel, kicked the accelerator, and the Ferrari rushed out.

"Usually, you don't need to be too high-profile when you go to the company. Of course, you should be more high-profile when you go on a date today."

Fu Yihang deliberately teased Shen Simu, with a wicked smile on his lips.

"Dating?" Shen Simu blushed immediately, and stared at Fu Yihang with wide eyes: "Aren't we going to eat?"

"Isn't eating a date?" Fu Yihang fiddled with his bangs a few times, and asked back.

Shen Simu was left speechless by the question, she lowered her head and entwined her hands.

She didn't know why, after being with Fu Yihang, she became more and more shy. Could it be that she hasn't been in contact with the opposite sex for a long time?

For this, Shen Simu was very upset.

Ten minutes later, the Ferrari stopped at a building.

"Here we are." Fu Yihang said softly.

The words "New Cuisine" hang high on the six-story building, and just looking at the decoration outside the building, you can tell that the style is not low.

Shen Simu stared blankly at the building, and asked tentatively, "Is this whole building a Japanese grocery store?"

"Yes." Fu Yihang nodded.

God, I don't know if the salary I just started is enough for this meal, Shen Simu swallowed subconsciously.