Kiss her 90,000 times

Shi Wan was stunned, her heart trembling slightly.

After reacting, he pushed him away violently, Li Yu jumped up from the bed and wiped his mouth.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

Her voice is a little hoarse.

Holding the mobile phone, Fu Conglin stood up straight, and returned to his original cold and proud appearance. He glanced at her lightly, "Let's go now."

As if the person who kissed her tenderly just now was not him.

Shi Wan involuntarily bit her lip, and wiped it hard again.

Fu Conglin caught a glimpse of her movements from the corner of his eye, and his expression turned cold.

When Shi Wan went downstairs, Fu Conglin was nowhere to be seen downstairs. She finished her breakfast quietly by herself, and took advantage of the sunshine to sit on the balcony on the second floor and drink tea.

His eyes touched the open space not far away, where Mrs. Charlotte was, but it was a pity that it was now bare, with only some flowers and plants emerging from the soil, and no one took care of it.

Shi Wan thought that Fu Conglin would plant again, but it was nothing more than that.

How could that man be in love.

Shi Wan withdrew her gaze lightly, and refocused her attention on the books.

"Ding dong."

The mobile phone placed aside suddenly rang.

Shi Wan tilted her head and picked up her phone to read, it was a message from Wen Qing.

[Wanwan, I got the endorsement of the mask, they gave me a lot, I sent you some, the effect is not bad, pay attention to check~]

Shi Wan turned off the screen after replying, and unlocked it again when she thought of something.

A little backlight, face recognition failed.

Time to enter the password.

1010
It's Fu Conglin's birthday.

She logged into Weibo, and although she is gone, her Weibo account has not been logged out, but she doesn't use it much. The last time she was on Weibo was a few months ago.

Shi Wan clicked in and received many private messages.

Most of them are old fans who stayed, they are concerned about her recent situation, asking when she plans to come back, and there are still some private messages to scold her.

Shi Wan quit and changed the phone password to 1111.
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The plane landed at 01:30 pm.

Tan Chen pushed the suitcase and followed beside him.

Fu Conglin took out his mobile phone, and subconsciously clicked on the message bar after turning it on. Except for the notifications that popped up from some software, there were no private messages.

He rubbed the phone case with his fingertips, looked at it for a moment and took it back again.

In the past when he was on business trips, Shi Wan was considerate and cared about everything. Although she often received his cold face, she never minded it and still worked hard without complaint.

This time she was abnormal, and Fu Conglin instinctively felt that this was her new trick. Although she was not used to it, she still felt that it was nothing new, and he didn't want to talk to her.

Traveling all over the world, he came to another city, and he was busy all afternoon, and there was a party in the evening. It was already after nine o'clock in the evening when Fu Conglin returned to the hotel.

As he walked, he untied his tie, and suddenly his fingertips paused. He turned his face slightly, with a strong hint of alcohol: "Has my phone ever rang?"

Generally, when Fu Conglin is busy, Tan Chen takes care of his mobile phone.

Tan Chen shook his head, "No."

Fu Conglin stroked his hair and rolled the tie around his hand, "No one called?"

"No."

"No news either?"

Tan Chen still shook his head.

Fu Conglin had a headache and was drowsy. He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, "It's broken."

The voice was a little low, as if talking to himself.

Tan Chen couldn't hear clearly, so he moved closer to him, "Boss Fu, what did you say?"

Fu Conglin raised his hand, indicating that it was nothing, but thought to himself, the phone must be broken.

Otherwise, with Shi Wan's character, how could he not pester him to send messages when he was on a business trip.

In order to contact him, she will find all kinds of excuses. Wherever he goes on business trips, he will ask him to buy her favorite bags or jewelry, or even some specialty products there.

He ignored him at first, but Shi Wan had mentioned it to Mr. Fu, and Fu Conglin felt bored, so he sent his accompanying secretary to do it.

Tan Chen's ability to be Fu Conglin's secretary is not only due to his good work ability, but also his sophistication and insight.

After a little speculation in my heart, I got a little bottom.

He asked tentatively, "Boss Fu, I heard that the cherry blossom cakes here are very famous, do you need to bring some back for Miss Shi?"

Fu Conglin pushed the door open and entered, and nodded lightly when he heard the words, "Yes."

With his approval, Tan Chen knew it clearly.

three days later.

It was raining in Jiangcheng, pattering, and the temperature was slightly cool under the spring rain.

After getting off the plane, Fu Conglin received a message from Shi Wan, "What time will you arrive? I have prepared a surprise for you."

Fu Conglin slightly hooked his lower lip, and the pent-up anger in the past few days suddenly dissipated a lot.

Tan Chen held the cherry blossom cake, "Mr. Fu, should we go back to the company or the mansion first?"

It was Meng Zhang who came to pick him up, and all the luggage was put in the trunk.

Fu Conglin raised his chin, looked at Tan Chen, "give me something."

Tan Chen hurriedly handed over the cherry blossom cake.

"Go back to the mansion, you can take a taxi back by yourself, and the travel expenses will be reimbursed."

After leaving such a sentence, Fu Conglin got into the car, but after a while, the car drove away, leaving Tan Chen with a car buttock and exhaust.

Tan Chen stared at the cars passing by not far away, looked up at the dark night sky, then lowered his head to stare at the continuous splashing of rain on the ground, lost in thought.

Knowing the time of Fu Conglin's return trip, Shi Wan prepared in a leisurely manner.

She looked back at the champagne roses and candlelight on the dining table, and said lightly: "You all go down first, there is no need for people here for the time being."

The servants didn't dare to say much, they had been watching the relationship between Mr. Fu and Ms. Shi during this time, and they hurriedly withdrew for fear of being affected innocently.

Shi Wan sprinkled some water on the champagne rose, making it look more beautiful, and then she took out her phone again to send a message to Fu Conglin.

Entered 1010 but found that the password was wrong.

She pursed her lips and re-entered the password.

Habits developed in the past two years cannot be changed in two or three days.

But she will always adapt, until her subconscious mind has nothing to do with Fu Conglin.

Shi Wan sent over: "How soon will you be back?"

Fu Conglin: [There are still 15 minutes. ]
Shi Wan put down her mobile phone and looked up at the exquisite delicacies on the table. It was very appetizing, but she couldn't arouse her interest at all.

Before 15 minutes had passed, Fu Conglin came back.

He was wearing a black windbreaker that reached to his knees, with a hint of cool rain all over his body.

With slender knuckles, he was carrying a hexagonal wooden box, with a somewhat lazy look between his brows and eyes.

He looked at Shi Wan, and seemed to feel something was different.

Walking over, glanced at the candlelight dinner, "Wait for me to eat? I'll come down after changing clothes."

With that said, he put the cherry blossom cake on the coffee table and strode upstairs.

"Cong Rin."

Shi Wan called him to stop.

Fu Conglin paused slightly, then turned slightly sideways, and his eyes fell on her again.

The woman's eyebrows were curved, and she smiled very gently, "Let's get a divorce."