After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Shen Yanhe felt the coolness coming from her red, swollen and hot face, she was stunned for a moment, and quickly shook her head: "It doesn't hurt."

After finishing speaking, when he saw Fu Yanhe's deep eyes, he pursed his lips again, and changed his words in a strange way: "Well, it's still a little..."

People have extra strength when they are angry, even Ye Min is no exception.

Not to mention that Ye Min has worked a lot in the countryside, and his strength is a little stronger than that of ordinary old people. The slap he just slapped was full of anger, and he showed no mercy.

Half of her cheek is still a little numb.

Fu Yanhe looked at the maid who was standing tremblingly, not daring to move, and ordered her: "Go to the kitchen and get a bag of ice cubes."

The maid nodded quickly: "Yes." She turned around and walked quickly to the kitchen.

After the maid took out a bag of ice cubes, Shen Yanhe reached out to her: "Give it to me, I will do it myself."

"Give it to me." A long pale and slender hand stretched out together, and the maid quickly put the ice cube bag on his hand.

Fu Yanhe touched the ice cube bag in his hand, and asked the maid to bring out a clean towel to wrap the bag.

Only then leaned towards her, gently applied the towel wrapped in an ice cube bag to her face, and rubbed along the red and swollen areas.

The numbing heat on his face was dispelled by the coolness of the ice cubes, which brought a bit of comfort, and Shen Yanhe couldn't help squinting his cat's pupils, like a cat basking in the sun and being stroked.

Seeing that she was comfortable, Fu Yanhe said, "Are you stupid? You won't hide from someone hitting you?"

His tone was dark because of his anger, and his tone was cold, magnetic, and pleasant to hear.

Shen Yanhe couldn't help rubbing her ears, her round and clear cat pupils were full of helplessness: "Grandma is angry because I kept the marriage from her. If I hide, she will be even more angry."

It's better to slap her and let her vent.

Besides, she suffered a lot of injuries, big and small. When the slap fell on her face, it would swell up for a few days at most, so it was fine.

Fu Yanhe fell silent when he heard the words, his eyelashes narrowed slightly.

Shen Yanhe didn't continue to hold on to this topic, she obediently raised her head and let him gently rub her face with a towel.

After the redness and swelling on her face subsided, Fu Yanhe took the towel away.

At the same time, Sifang and Wufang brought in Shen Guowei and Gan Danxue who had just been taken away.

The two were extremely embarrassed, and looked at Fu Yanhe and Shen Yanhe with a somewhat terrified expression, not daring to speak.

Fu Yanhe slowly put the towel in his hand on the coffee table, raised his eyes and looked at the two indifferently: "What do you want to do with them?"

His voice was understated, and he didn't take these two lives to heart at all.

As if they were just two small insects that could be handled at will.

Shen Guowei's feet softened when he heard the words, and he knelt down on the ground, Gan Danxue's back was also covered in cold sweat, and his eyes were full of horror.

Let Shen Yanhe deal with them?Would she let them live as much as she hated them?

Shen Guowei kept sweating from his forehead, and his back was wet with cold sweat. He looked at Shen Yanhe in great panic and cried, "Yanhe, Yanhe, I am your uncle, your own uncle!"

"It's uncle who made a mistake. Uncle won't dare to do it again next time. Just let me go!"

Shen Yanhe looked coldly at Shen Guowei, who was crying and begging for mercy, without any disturbance in his heart.

She no longer regards Shen Guowei's family as her own relatives.

Especially when she knew that he had called grandma, she wished she could kill him directly.

But no, can't.

If he died, grandma would be sad, but she had to keep him alive.

Fu Yanhe sat in a wheelchair, raised his eyelids, and looked at Shen Yanhe casually, wanting to see how she would handle this matter.

The more Shen Guo pursued, the more uncertain he became.

He also knew that what their family did was out of character, and there could be no kindness between him and Shen Yanhe.

He has some complaints in his heart.

But didn't Shen Yanhe live a good life after marrying into the Fu family?

Why can't she forgive them for the sake of relatives?

Half a minute later, when Shen Guowei was about to lose his nerve, Shen Yanhe said: "If you want me to let you go, yes, you promise me two conditions."

Shen Guowei's eyes lit up: "Say it! No matter what the conditions are, I will agree!"

"From now on, you can't take the initiative to go to grandma, and you can't bother her with other things, let her worry."

Shen Guowei nodded again and again: "All right, all right, I agree to this condition!"

He would not dare to ask him to find Ye Min now.

It hurts that old bastard to beat someone, almost killed him just now.

"Take care of your wife and daughter."

Shen Yanhe's eyes fell on Gan Danxue, and there was a bit of anger in the moist and clear cat pupils, which made Gan Danxue take a few steps back in fear.

"If they do something to me that makes me unhappy, I will blame it all on you."

Being threatened so bluntly by a junior, Shen Guowei felt humiliated in his heart, his complexion was a little ugly, but he had no choice but to nod: "Okay, I will take care of them."

"I hope you will do what you say." Shen Yanhe stood up and looked down at Fu Yanhe: "Shall we go back?"

Fu Yanhe nodded: "Yes."

Shen Yanhe took the initiative to push Fu Yanhe out, Sifang and Wufang followed behind them.

Shen Guowei and Gan Danxue breathed a sigh of relief.

The god of killing finally left.

"Wait." Fu Yanhe's indifferent voice sounded, and Shen Yanhe subconsciously stopped.

He turned his head slightly, and looked at Shen Guowei with extremely cold eyes: "Shen Guowei."

Sensing his gaze, Shen Guo held his breath suddenly, only to feel that gaze was like a sharp sword, almost splitting his whole body.

With cold sweat running down his back, he said with a trembling and tense voice, "Fu, Young Master Fu, what else can I order?"

"It was me, Fu Yanhe, who moved Mrs. Chen, and it has nothing to do with my family's banquet."

Fu Yanhe's tone was very calm, but there was deep sternness hidden: "Next time, if you dare to embarrass my family's banquet and touch my people, then there is no need for the Shen family to exist."

"do you understand?"

This is his warning and threat to the Shen family.

Shen Guowei's face was green and white, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, he nodded awkwardly: "Yes, I understand."

Fu Yanhe glanced at him indifferently, then turned his gaze back: "Let's go."

Shen Yanhe silently pushed Fu Yanhe out the door, and got into the car that Sanfang had just driven.

After sitting in the car, Shen Yanhe looked at Fu Yanhe quietly.

Fu Yanhe sat on the back of the chair, his eyes slightly lifted, and he looked at her lazily: "What?"

"Thank you." Shen Yanhe pursed her lips and spoke solemnly.

The girl's soft white delicate face looked very serious, half of her face was still slightly pink, and her vermilion lips were moist.

So good.

Fu Yanhe's eyes darkened suddenly, he twirled his fingers lightly, couldn't help but reached out and rubbed her slightly messy hair, and said slowly, "You're welcome."

"This is what I should do."

"I am your husband, and as a husband, this is my obligation."