After the wrong marriage, she became the wife of the first chaebol

Accompanied by the sound of taking pictures, Liu Congyi appeared on the red carpet wearing a purple gradient high-end dress.

You must know that since Li Xin announced that he likes purple the most, Liu Congyi has never worn clothes related to purple.

Unexpectedly, Liu Congyi's body was so beautiful in this fairy-like purple.

Jiang Wei pursed his lips tightly and stared at Liu Congyi who was smiling calmly for a few seconds.

"It's okay, we still have the next step!"

"The contacted reporters have already arrived. Even if the two big stars walk down the red carpet, those embarrassing questions that have been prepared will only make them angry at Shen Wanwan's ineffectiveness. I don't believe she even considered this point. "

Liu Yunna snorted softly, "Shen An'an can't beat our series of tricks! You hurry up and change your dress, just wait for the show to overwhelm the audience."

Jiang smiled, but looked around for Shen An'an.

"Where's Wanwan? I haven't seen anyone since just now."

"Don't worry, I left all the affairs of the three of us to her alone. She must be too busy now. I guarantee that she will never appear in front of Young Master Fu today." Liu Yunna patted Jiang Wei shoulders.

"Then I'll go change clothes first."

Jiang Wei leaves in peace.

……

room, an hour ago.

Shen An'an woke up feeling weak, and it took all her strength just to support her body.

She hadn't slept all day and night, so far, she had only drank a can of milk, she was really tired.

"woke up?"

A deep voice sounded in the room, Shen An'an turned her head and saw the gloomy Fu Jinshen slowly approaching.

She was dull for a moment and asked, "Why am I here?"

Fu Jinshen said coldly, "Hypoglycemia."

Shen An'an's eyes widened in disbelief.

With her appetite, how could she have hypoglycemia?

Fu Jinshen looked at Shen An'an's pale face, and narrowed his eyes: "They knew they were targeting you on purpose, why didn't they come to me?"

Shen An'an pursed her lips: "They just want me to find you. If I make a mistake, these mistakes will affect you, so I can't find you."

"..."

Fu Jin was taken aback for a moment, and could feel his eyes shaking through the cold glasses.

Shen An'an didn't notice it, and said seriously: "I know this banquet is very important to you, so you must not let your previous efforts go to waste because of me. Besides, I think I will definitely be able to do well."

"Is this what you said to do well? Tired yourself like this?" Fu Jinshen blurted out, with imperceptible anxiety in his cold voice.

Shen An'an thought she heard it wrong, and looked at Fu Jinshen in surprise.

Fu Jinshen pushed his glasses unnaturally, and said indifferently: "It's very troublesome to marry another wife."

"Ah?" Shen An'an bit her lip, and muttered in a low voice, "I'm just hypoglycemic, and I want to marry someone else? Hehe, stinky man."

Obviously she was the one who was thinking about getting a divorce, but when she heard Fu Jinshen said that she was going to marry again, she felt very awkward in her heart.

"Should I speak louder?" Fu Jinshen glanced at her.

There are only two people in the room, do you really think her little thoughts are very quiet?

Shen An'an's eyes turned, and she turned her face guiltily, wondering if she suddenly relaxed, and she was so hungry that she had the illusion that she could smell the aroma of food.

Accompanied by... a gurgling stomach growl.

She clutched her stomach in embarrassment, not daring to look at Fu Jinshen at all, but the scent was getting closer and closer, making her swallow with greed.

When she came back to her senses, there was actually a small table in front of her, on which was a bowl of steaming porridge and three plates of refreshing side dishes.

Fu Jinshen said lightly: "It's not suitable to eat too much when the stomach is empty for too long, so let's fill up the hunger first."

Shen An'an was surprised: "You, you prepared it for me?"

Fu Jinshen didn't answer, but asked instead: "Do you want to eat?"

"Eat, eat."

Shen An'an nodded vigorously, and reached for the spoon, but because she was hungry for too long, her hands trembled a little, and a spoonful of porridge shook to her mouth, leaving a few grains of rice.

When will this be eaten?

She stared at her hand, wishing to use her mind to control the spoon to eat, but it still failed. She was so angry that she wanted to pick up the bowl to drink, but it was too unsightly and did not conform to the image of her sister.

Just when Shen An'an was in trouble, a pair of plain and slender hands took her spoon, and then picked up the porridge bowl in front of her.

She froze for a moment, only to see Fu Jinshen scooped up a spoonful of porridge, ordered it by the side of the bowl, and then handed it to her lips.

"Eat."

There was no emotion on Fu Jinshen's handsome and gentle face, but his voice was deep and deep. Just two words attracted the attention of Shen An's Security Department.

She opened her mouth as if bewitched and swallowed the porridge in one gulp.

God, is she dreaming?

Fu Jinshen was actually feeding her!

But... hiss!hiss!

Shen An'an's eyes widened suddenly, it was so hot!So hot!

She opened her mouth in a panic, trying to find a place to spit out the hot porridge in her mouth. When she was about to spit it back into the bowl, a hand reached out to her lips. She couldn't control it anymore, and just spit out the porridge in her mouth In the palm of the hand in front of you.

The tip of the tongue that was scorching numb also spat out, just licking the pulp of the hand in front of him.

Suddenly, the surrounding air condensed, and Shen An stared blankly at the shiny fingertips in front of him, only to realize that he had spit on Fu Jinshen's palm and even licked his fingers.

Just in time, a hot gaze fell from the top of her head, and she was too shocked to move.

It's over, it's over, Fu Jinshen must think she's dirty!

"I, I..." Shen An'an's cheeks were flushed, and she frantically looked for a tissue, "I'll wipe it off for you."

"No need." Fu Jinshen said with a sigh of relief.

He took out the handkerchief from his pocket and wiped off the porridge in his palm, then repeatedly wiped the fingertips licked by Shen An'an.

It's not that it's dirty, but it's hot and numb, like it's been electrified.

The moment they touched each other, he thought of the kiss they had when they fired each other. Her lips were numb and the tip of her tongue was tender. She didn't know much about kissing, so she always looked like she couldn't escape even if she wanted to.

This feeling rippling all over his body, Fu Jin took a deep breath and became a little confused, and he maintained his current calm only under restraint.

Shen An'an looked at Fu Jinshen's fingertips that had been wiped a dozen times, feeling ashamed. He must have disliked her very much.

But the next moment, Fu Jinshen picked up the spoon again, picked up the bowl, he scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it under his lips, blew it, and then handed it to Shen An'an's mouth.

"It shouldn't be hot anymore."

"..."

Shen An'an was stunned for a few seconds, opened his mouth to test carefully, and sure enough, it wasn't hot, so he swallowed the porridge.

It's just that Fu Jinshen is not angry!

Did he... take the wrong medicine?

A few minutes later, Shen An'an ate half a bowl of porridge, and suddenly found a red mark on the palm of Fu Jinshen's hand holding the bowl, which looked like he had just been injured.

"Husband, you..."

Shen An'an was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lin Ming who knocked on the door and came in.

Lin Ming respectfully said, "Eldest Young Master, it's almost time."

Fu Jinshen hummed, his eyes still looking at Shen An'an: "Do you still eat?"

Shen An'an shook her head: "I won't eat, my stomach is not feeling well, I can't eat anymore."

Fu Jinshen put down the bowl, frowned while turning the wheelchair, looked at his injured palm, and walked out the door calmly.

"Take a break first, see you later."

"what?"

see you later?

Did Fu Jinshen forget that she was working in the background, and he might not be seen at normal banquets.

When she looked at the door, Fu Jinshen had already left, but Lin Ming walked into her holding a big black gift box.

"Assistant Lin, what is this?" Shen Anan asked.

"Young Madam, you don't remember anything?" Lin Ming asked.

"..."