After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Su Lan, who had deliberately ignored Shen Yanhe, had a stagnant smile on her face.

In a few seconds, she returned to normal, looked at Shen Yanhe with a smile, with a little apology on her face: "Look at me, I really didn't see clearly just now."

"I just thought it was the maid who helped Yan He push the wheelchair! I'm really sorry."

The expression on Fu Yanhe's face faded instantly.

Shen Yanhe's slender and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, she smiled gracefully, and countered softly in her voice: "It's okay, you are old and have presbyopia, I understand."

It is a metaphor for Su Lanlao.

Su Lan's complexion changed, and she was a little displeased.

Before she could speak, Xia Tingyuan, who had been watching from the sidelines with a serious face, stretched out his hand and pulled her: "Okay, what kind of words are you talking at the door."

Xia Tingyuan looked at Fu Yanhe, and forced a smile on Guozi's face: "Yanhe, go in first, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time."

Fu Yanhe hummed coldly, took Shen Yanhe's hand, and drove the wheelchair into the hall.

After they left, Xia Tingyuan let go of the unhappy Su Lan, frowned and scolded in a low voice: "What were you doing just now?"

"Don't you know that the Fu family didn't break up with us now because of the old man's sake? It's too late for me to please him now, you fool still go to provoke him?"

Su Lan's face was full of forbearance and aggrieved: "Aren't I complaining about Ranran? Besides, I just talk about it, and I won't do anything to her."

"Aggrieved?" Xia Tingyuan sneered, "If you didn't think that Fu Yanhe was disfigured and crippled and unworthy of Ranran, and insisted on breaking off the engagement, what would happen now?"

Thinking of how a good game of chess was played like this, Xia Tingyuan felt angry, and he couldn't help but scold: "Short-sighted things!"

"I don't care how wronged you are now, just show me some respect for Fu Yanhe's wife! If you make Fu Yanhe unhappy, you can finish playing with the Xia family!"

Su Lan was so suffocated and panicked by the training, Xia Tingyuan obviously agreed when the engagement was terminated before, but now the blame is all on her!

But she didn't dare to say anything.

After all, the current situation of the Xia family is really not good. They invited Fu Yanhe to Mr. Xia's birthday party this time because they wanted to repair the relationship between the two families.

If Fu Yanhe was really annoyed, the downfall of the Xia family would only happen in a short period of time.

Su Lan took two deep breaths, turned around not to argue with Xia Tingyuan, and forcibly entertained the guests with a smiling face.

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Entering the lobby of the villa, the maid led Fu Yanhe and Shen Yanhe to the study on the third floor and pushed the door open.

The two walked in with Wufang who was holding a gift.

The interior of the study room is decorated in an antique style, cigarettes are curling up, and various porcelain antiques are placed on the museum shelf against the wall.

Standing beside the sandalwood desk was a thin old man in a black Tang suit, holding a brush in his hand and inscribing.

Standing beside him was Xia Ran, who was wearing a champagne-colored floor-length cheongsam, with her long hair pulled up on a wooden hairpin, looking extraordinarily elegant and refined.

The sound of the door opening startled the two of them.

Xia Tairan turned around to look, and when he saw Fu Yanhe and Shen Yanhe who were walking towards him, he smiled heartily: "Ahe is here."

"Grandpa Xia, happy birthday, I wish you good luck like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan." Fu Yanhe stretched his brows slightly, with a gentle smile on his face, and took the simple-packaged box from Wufang and handed it to him.

"This is my birthday present to you."

Xia Tairan laughed, and took the gift: "This is the first gift I received today, you are interested."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Shen Yanhe stood aside and listened obediently, while Xia Ran stared straight at Fu Yanhe's face whose scar had faded to the point where it was almost invisible.

I was extremely shocked.

She hadn't seen her for so many days, and it was only now that she realized that the scar on Fu Yanhe's face was almost healed!

The original ugly scarred face returned to the handsome and outstanding appearance in her memory.

Xia Ran bit her lip lightly, her cheeks were a little flushed.

After watching it after a few years, she still blushes and her heart beats for that face.

It made her feel hopeful.

If today's plan goes well and she can become Fu Yanhe's woman, then he will love her as before, okay?

When Xia Ran was thinking wildly.

Xia Tairan looked at Shen Yanhe standing beside Fu Yanhe kindly, and asked with a smile, "Is this girl your wife? Why don't you introduce me to the old man?"

Fu Yanhe smiled, held Shen Yanhe's hand, and introduced her again: "This is my wife, Shen Yanhe."

Shen Yanhe bowed slightly to Mr. Xia, and said generously, "Grandpa Xia is good."

"Hey! Good boy!" Xia Tairan looked at the two of them with a face full of satisfaction, and sighed contentedly: "When your grandfather left, what you missed the most was your marriage. Now that you have found a suitable partner, the old man is in the underground. I can rest in peace."

Fu Yanhe smiled without saying a word.

Xia Tairan also didn't want to talk more about this topic.

After all, their Xia family did not behave properly before this matter of marriage.

If Fu Yanhe didn't pursue it, it would be his generosity.

"Okay, okay, you all go out and play, don't stay here with me, a bad old man." Xia Tairan looked at Xia who was standing by the desk, looking straight at Fu Yanhe, but didn't say a word Ran, sighed inwardly, and waved at Fu Yanhe.

"Let's all go to the banquet hall to play."

Fu Yanhe nodded slightly, turned around and left with Shen Yanhe.

Seeing them walking out of the study, Xia Ran, who had been silent all this time, couldn't stay any longer, and hurriedly followed: "Grandpa, I'll take them there."

Before Xia Tairan could speak, Xia Ran ran out of the study to chase Fu Yanhe and Shen Yanhe.

Xia Tairan opened his mouth and shook his head helplessly: "This child, forget it, let her go."

He is also old now, unable to do what he wants, and can't control her anymore.

-

Xia Ran ran out of the study, saw Fu Yanhe and Shen Yanhe turning towards the corridor, and hurriedly called out: "Ah...Mr. Fu."

Fu Yanhe and Shen Yanhe looked at her at the same time.

Fu Yanhe frowned slightly, his eyes were cold: "What's the matter?"

When meeting his cold gaze, Xia Ran's heart trembled, and the fear of being kidnapped by his men surged up.

She pinched her palms, suppressed the fear in her heart forcibly, and said with a smile, "Grandpa asked me to lead you the way."

Since it was Mr. Xia's intention, it was difficult for Fu Yanhe to refuse.

But he didn't agree right away.

Fu Yanhe turned his head to look at Shen Yanhe, squeezed the soft white hand in his hand gently, and asked in a gentle voice: "Do you need her?"

This completely different attitude hurt Xia Ran's heart.

She couldn't help looking at Shen Yanhe, her eyes were extremely gloomy.

Sensing the gaze on her, Shen Yanhe curled her red lips slightly, raised her eyes to Xia Ran, and smiled gracefully: "Then please trouble Miss Xia."

Judging from her several contacts with Xia Ran.

Xia Ran took the initiative to come up, there must be nothing good.

This time, she wants to see what kind of medicine is sold in Xia Ran's gourd.

Xia Ran pinched her palms harder, and the smile on her face was almost unmaintainable. She tried her best to raise the smile: "No trouble, come with me."