Young master, your vest fell off

Situ Han glanced at his son gratefully, and followed him.

In front of her son, Fu Miaomiao had to let Situ Han get in the car, but kept silent.

Finally, everyone got into Fu Miaomiao's car.

Fu Miaomiao drove, Li Nian sat in the co-pilot, Situ Han, An An and Gu Mo sat in the back.

Fu Miaomiao first sent Li Nian back to Lin Chu's apartment, then took Gu Mo home, and then drove back to the apartment.

As soon as she got home, An An went upstairs, "Daddy, Mommy, I'm going back to my room first, it's getting late, you two should go to bed earlier."

Looking at An An's small back, Situ Han was relieved.

He really deserves to be his good son.

Without saying a word, Fu Miaomiao also went upstairs and returned to her room.

Originally, she planned to lock Situ Han out of the door, but just as she was about to close the door, a tall figure flashed in, and before Fu Miaomiao could react, she slammed Fu Miaomiao on the door while closing the door.

The faint smell of tobacco around Situ Han instantly lingered at the tip of Fu Miaomiao's nose.

Fu Miaomiao frowned, looked up and waited for him, "What are you doing? Get out!"

"I don't." Situ Han looked deeply at the little woman in front of him, his hoarse voice contained a hint of helplessness and frustration, and he could hear a hint of pleading, "Miaomiao, I was wrong, please forgive me, please? Stop messing with me, I can't stand it."

Fu Miaomiao's heart softened, but the next second she scolded herself severely in her heart.

Fu Miaomiao, you can't be more angry!

She made up her mind, turned her face away from him, and said in a cold voice: "That's your business. When you lied to me, you never thought that I could bear it?"

There was a sigh in Situ Han's voice, "Then what will you do to forgive me?"

"Why should I forgive you?" Fu Miaomiao's voice was slightly sullen, "Did I say I would forgive you? Why should I forgive a liar?"

Situ Han knew in his heart that what Fu Miaomiao said was not wrong at all, but his heart still felt like he had been stabbed a few times...but he deserved it.

Seeing Situ Han's lonely expression, Fu Miaomiao became even more angry.

He's still pretending to be pitiful here!

What's wrong with him?

After playing her like a fool for so long, he still has the nerve to pretend to be pitiful?
Fu Miaomiao only felt a "teng", and the anger in her heart broke out completely. She pushed Situ Han away with great strength. Situ Han was tall and burly, and Fu Miaomiao staggered backwards at this moment. It takes two steps to stand firm.

For a moment, he looked at Fu Miaomiao in astonishment.

Fu Miaomiao didn't want to talk to Situ Han anymore, turned around and went into the bathroom, and locked the door directly.

Situ Han stood where he was, looked over there silently for a while, then stepped out of the bedroom.

After Fu Miaomiao finished washing, when she came out again, the bedroom was empty, and Situ Han was not in sight.

What about people?

Angry?
Still sad?
Fu Miaomiao frowned, and her heart was in a mess.

She was the worst at dealing with this kind of thing, but Situ Han still made such a big problem for her, it really annoyed her to death.

Whether he likes to be angry or not, whether he likes to be sad or not, he was the one who lied to her first, and he will solve everything by himself.

Fu Miaomiao thought angrily, then threw her body onto the big soft bed, pulled the quilt over her head, and closed her eyes.

In the dark night, Wan Lai was silent, and Fu Miaomiao could hear her own breathing.

At this time before, she was always in Situ Han's arms, but at this moment...

She couldn't help thinking again, why did Situ Han lie to her?
Although Fu Miaomiao doesn't often watch TV dramas, she often finds some material from the Internet as inspiration for her work. There are such plots in some TV movies and short videos. Those who are rich will not easily reveal their own For those who are worth, they also have the attitude of trying to test their significant other first.

Could it be that Situ Han just wanted to test her, to see if she liked him, or his money?

Ah……

It's really interesting. It's not that she doesn't have money, so why does she like his money?

The more Fu Miaomiao thought about it, the angrier she became. The night passed like this, and she didn't sleep all night.

The next morning, Fu Miaomiao came to the company with a whole body of fatigue, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a broken love.

Li Nian sighed, "Tell me about you, are you in a cold war with Mr. Situ again? This is not good. The cold war is the most emotionally painful. You can either make it clear to him or divorce him directly. You say you are now In this way, isn't it torturing yourself?"

Fu Miaomiao yawned, didn't speak, put down her bag, turned and walked out.

Li Nian followed behind, "What are you doing?"

"I'm sleepy, make a cup of coffee." Fu Miaomiao's voice was sleepy.

When he came to the tea room, Fu Miaomiao stood in front of the coffee machine stupidly, thinking about what Li Nian said just now.

But now she neither wants to reconcile with Situ Han, nor does she want to divorce Situ Han... Divorce, in fact, she has never really thought about it.

"Let me come." Li Nian stepped forward, pushed Fu Miaomiao away, and asked while receiving coffee, "Have you had breakfast?"

Fu Miaomiao shook her head, "I was at home alone last night, and Situ Han went somewhere, and no one made it for me."

Li Nian pursed his lips, "I'm not talking about you, what are you talking about? Yes, Mr. Situ lied to you, but did he treat you badly? The president of the dignified Situ Group was summoned by you I'll make you soup every day, what more do you want? Man, as long as I treat you well."

"That's not what you said yesterday." Fu Miaomiao closed her eyes with a headache, "In the future, when your husband cheats on you, you will know what it's like."

Li Nian finished picking up the coffee, put the coffee cup on the tray, then walked to the table beside him, took a few small cakes and put them in, "Eat something before drinking coffee, or your stomach won't be able to take it."

Fu Miaomiao responded lightly, and followed Li Nian back to the office.

She went directly to the desk and sat down, picked up a small cake, and said while eating: "You arrange more work for me today, I don't want to..."

knock knock knock...

A knock on the door interrupted Fu Miaomiao's words.

"I don't want to think about Situ Han, and make trouble." Fu Miaomiao finished what she had just said before responding, "Come in."

The door of the office opens, and the closest is...

Situ Han!
Fu Miaomiao was stunned, and there was a hint of surprise between the exquisite brows.

Isn't he gone?

What are you doing here?
Li Nian glanced at the lunch box in Situ Han's hand, lowered his head and smiled silently, then turned and walked out.

Situ Han nodded to Li Nian, and stopped Li Nian at the door, "I brought breakfast, would you like to have some together?"

"Is there still my share? Yes! I want it!" Li Nian's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly.

Situ Han smiled faintly, and then came to the table with the bag, put the lunch boxes one by one, then looked sideways at Li Nian, "You can eat."