It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

He grabbed the curtain remote control and closed the curtain. In the next second, Su Wan's clothes disappeared.

"I think if you exercise, you will have a better appetite later."

Su Wan: "..."

Afterwards, Su Wan leaned in Li Zeyao's arms, and the man was dealing with work after he was satisfied, with a serious and meticulous expression.

Su Wan once again lamented the gap in physical strength between men and women.

Her back hurts badly here, but he is fine, on the contrary, he feels refreshed.

"Have you watched it for so long, have you seen enough?"

The sudden male voice brought back Su Wan's thoughts, and she slapped Li Zeyao.

"What's the matter, I'm not allowed to watch it yet." The tone was so righteous, without the slightest embarrassment after being discovered.

Li Zeyao tilted his head, his eyes didn't blink for a moment, and after a few seconds, he continued to deal with work matters as if nothing had happened.

Su Wan pouted her chin and looked at Li Zeyao like that. For a moment, she suddenly felt how ridiculous the idea of ​​marrying Li Zeyao was because of Song Leyan.

The man in front of him has nothing in common with Song Leyan except his looks, whether it's personality or anything else.

……

The next morning, Su Wan woke up, and after breakfast, she saw the servants getting ready for the evening party.

Wen Nuan was by her side, witnessed all this, and said with emotion: "Madam, everyone will know that you are Mrs. Li after this."

Su Wan was holding a notebook in her hand, and on the computer were the files that Ye Xinning had sent for her to review.

Hearing this, she raised her eyes and glanced at the warmth.

"Is such a ceremony very happy here?"

"How did Madam think of asking such a question?"

Su Wan put her hands on the keyboard, and said jokingly, "It's nothing, I just think it's something new."

Nuan also smiled.

"My wife will get used to it gradually, and it's very good. Everyone recognizes your identity. From now on, those people who have thoughts about Mr. can also completely calm down."

Su Wan smiled.

Can those who have ideas be completely stopped?This is really not the case.

After all, this Ling Qingxue has never stopped.

But she won't say that.

"Has everything been packed?"

On the plane back to Switzerland tomorrow afternoon, she has to ask about things like luggage.

"It's almost there. Everything that needs to be packed has been packed. Did Yu Chen also tell you that he has already arranged for tomorrow's departure. My wife can rest assured."

Su Wan nodded. She had been waiting for a long time for returning to Switzerland.

In the afternoon, a makeup artist came to the house.

"Mrs. Li."

Su Wan looked at the person in front of her with a questioning look in her eyes.

Wen Nuan smiled and replied: "Mrs. Manjun told me to ask the makeup artist to give my wife a good make-up, so as to ensure that my wife will be the most beautiful in the whole party."

Su Wan never thought that Gu Manjun had arranged so many things.

Suddenly some don't know what to say.

"May I start?" The makeup artist, a middle-aged woman, asked respectfully.

Su Wan waved her hand: "Keep it simple, don't make it too complicated."

The make-up artist said hello.

Su Wan sat down, the makeup artist started in an orderly manner, and Wen Nuan went to get the evening dress.

Su Wan was a little bored holding the phone, thinking about playing a game or something, when the phone rang, Li Zeyao's call came in.

"What are you busy with?"

"For makeup, my aunt hired a special makeup artist and said she wanted to be more formal."

She replied casually, before asking, "When are you coming back?"