Kiss her 90,000 times

Shi Wan opened her mouth, swallowed something she wanted to say, and walked towards the bathroom with deep and shallow steps.

A moment later, she appeared in front of him with a black hair dryer.

Fu Conglin stood up, his face extremely ugly, and he didn't take the hair dryer in Shi Wan's hand.

He was going to the study, and before he left, he stabbed her coldly: "I don't need it anymore, it was hung on the wall before, next time you use it, please don't hide it, no one will steal it."

Shi Wan stood there holding the hair dryer, biting her lip, embarrassment surrounded her, she lowered her head and remained silent.

The look of a doormat made Fu Conglin impatient, and went straight out of the bedroom, leaving Shiwan alone in the bedroom.

"Oh!"

The door is closed.

The room was silent.

Shi Wan's eyes were reddened, and she raised her head after a while to prevent tears from falling down.

Fu Conglin was not there, so she didn't have to hold on, she hopped on one foot, like a funny clown, and according to Fu Conglin's words, she went to the bathroom and hung the hair dryer on the wall.

The location is striking.

So that next time Fu Conglin can't find the hair dryer, he won't make sarcastic remarks to her.

Shi Wan looked at the soft bed, the two pillows that were supposed to be next to each other seemed to be separated by a galaxy, far apart.

Shi Wan turned off the light in the room, leaving only a soft and dim wall lamp, she lay on the bed, curled up on her side.

After a while, she couldn't help but turned over, stretched out her hand to the other side of the bed, buried her head in the bed, and smelled a familiar smell.

Let her take a deep breath.

That is, Fu Conglin's breath.

In the middle of the night, Fu Conglin returned to the bedroom.

Seeing the wall lamp still on in the room, he pursed his lips, lifted the quilt and lay down on it.

Shi Wan was sleeping soundly, but she seemed to have touched him. As soon as he came in, she wrapped her around and buried him in his chest, obediently like a rabbit.

Fu Conglin frowned and pushed her away.

No push.

In the end, I didn't care.

Early the next morning.

When Shiwan woke up, Fu Conglin was no longer by her side. She turned her head to look at the alarm clock on the wall, and the time pointed to 07:30 in the morning.

Fu Conglin's schedule has always been very good. No matter what time of the day, he would get up at seven in the morning, run for half an hour in the morning, take a shower and have breakfast, and then go to the company.

Shi Wan got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up, then sat on the dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror.

Black brown wavy curls, hair scattered wantonly, delicate facial features but slightly pale, dark blue eyes, dim pupils.

She didn't sleep well last night, the dream was full of the past two years, Song Banxia's smiling face always appeared, mixed with other people's ridicule.

What's more, Fu Conglin's cold reprimand and disgust filled her mind, haunting her like a nightmare all night.

Shi Wan went through the process of skin care numbly and methodically, and then put on a light makeup, her complexion improved significantly, and she looked more energetic.

This is her own responsibility. For Fu Conglin, her face is probably the only one that is useful. Although it may look disgusting in his eyes, Fu Conglin's grandfather, Mr. Fu, is very fond of him.

When she went downstairs, Fu Conglin had already had a dignified meal at the dining table.

"Good morning, Miss Shi."

Hearing the servant's greeting and her footsteps, the man didn't even raise his head, and turned a blind eye indifferently.

Shi Wan smiled back, the breakfast on the table had been left for a long time, in early March, the temperature in the hall was not constant, Shi Wan took a sip of milk, it was already a bit cold.

She was very quiet when eating, chewing slowly, and never disturbed Fu Conglin at all.

She sat down for only 2 minutes, Fu Conglin had already finished his meal, wiped his fingers gracefully and reservedly, and then stood up.

When leaving, he said coldly, "At eight o'clock tonight, at the Fenglang Charity Gala, Meng Zhang will come to pick you up."

Before Shi Wan had a chance to respond, he had already walked away.

Shi Wan took a bite of the dumpling, and it tasted like chewing wax for a moment.

All the servants around lowered their heads, doing their own things in silence, as if they were used to the embarrassment Fu Conglin gave Shi Wan.

It rained last night, but today's weather is fine.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Shiwan was reading a book on the balcony on the second floor. She was sitting on the white hollow bird's nest hanging chair, with a book in black cover on her lap. The name was "Empty Space", a book about relationship drama The classic book of theory.

In addition to being Fu Conglin's wife, she is also an actress.

It's a pity that she stopped acting when she was in the heat, and has been living with him ever since.

The light and shadow fell on her face through the hanging chair. Looking around, the garden is full of greenery, and there are unknown birdsong on the high and low branches, which is pleasant to the ear.

Shi Wan stared at it for a while, then fell asleep under the sun, leaned against the pillow, tilted her head and closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Near the rose bushes not far away, several servants pruning the green plants gathered together, secretly looked up at Shi Wan on the balcony, and saw that she was asleep, they couldn't help whispering together.

"Today, my husband left with a cold face. You said how did Miss offend my husband at this time, and why is my husband so unhappy every time he sees her?"

"Who knows, anyway, when I came here, the relationship between her and my husband was not good. I called her Miss Shi. It is reasonable to say that she and my husband are husband and wife. It is not an exaggeration for us to call Mrs. Gu."

"Hey..." A maid who looked 35 said in a low voice: "Don't do it! There was a newcomer who was naive before, thinking that Miss Shi would get some benefits, and he talked about a wife, and was heard by Mr. Fu Yes, I will be fired immediately!"

A few people sighed, looking at Shi Wan with a sense of pity, and then bowed their heads and continued to work.

It's better for them to talk less about these rich people's affairs, otherwise they will be the ones who will leave one day.

The salary is high here, the work is easy, and no one wants to leave.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, the servant came to tell Shi Wan that there was a package sent back by Mr. Fu, and that it was the dress for the charity party tonight.

Shi Wan didn't know, so she took the package and saw that it was a famous brand dress.

She was a little moved.

There are countless clothes in her cloakroom, but none of them can compare to the dress that Fu Conglin gave her at this moment.

Shi Wan couldn't help holding the gift box, happily went upstairs and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and carefully opened the gift box.

A flaming red fringed dress caught her eye.

A flash of surprise flashed in Shi Wan's eyes, she took out the dress and quickly changed it on.

After a moment, she looked at herself in the mirror.

The suspender-style high-definition fringed gown was ankle-length. The flame red complemented her fair complexion and glamorous temperament. It was extremely slim and wrapped around her pretty figure. It was so beautiful that Shi Wan herself was a little stunned.

She raised her hand to caress her exposed collarbone and shoulders, she couldn't help frowning slightly, and then she turned around slightly. In the mirror, a large piece of her back was exposed. She looked good, but her clothes were thin and exposed too much.

Not quite the style that Fu Conglin would like.

Shi Wan was a little puzzled, but then realized that it was Fu Conglin who gave it to her, and smiled again.

Since it was what he wanted to see, she would definitely wear it for him to see.