After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

Fu Shuruan glanced at him suspiciously and saw that there was nothing unusual about his expression. He said nothing and let him hold hands and walk out of the supermarket.

She just got her driver's license half a year ago, so she didn't drive too fast. It was almost five o'clock when she got back to his apartment.

Xiangchuan put his right thumb on the doorknob, and then a mechanical prompt sounded: [The door has been unlocked, welcome home. 】

Fu Shuruan stood beside him, thinking that he would just open the door and she could go in directly.

As a result, Xiangchuan took her hand, worked on the code door, picked up her white index finger and put it on it.

[Dip~dip~dip~]

After three consecutive beeps, the fingerprint was successfully entered.

"Come in, future hostess."

Xiangchuan took her hand, unscrewed the doorknob and led her into the house.

Fu Shuruan followed him obediently and watched as he took out a pair of pink house slippers from the entrance cabinet and handed them to her: "I have always prepared them for you, just waiting for you to come."

He put the things he bought from the supermarket into the kitchen refrigerator, and Fu Shuruan walked around the three-bedroom apartment in the city center, taking in the surrounding environment.

The overall decoration of the house presents a retro and warm design style. The curtains and carpets are all warm colors, and even the kitchen is a fresh matcha color.

The interior is spacious and bright, and the balcony is filled with various flowers and plants, giving it a sense of life.

The walls of the living room are filled with photos of them, some taken at the graduation ceremony last year, and some taken while traveling together.

Her side face is sweet and moving, just like the little sun beside him, always smiling brightly and brightly.

Xiangchuan came out of the kitchen with a box of yogurt, walked to the sofa, put the yogurt in her hand, and said in a low voice with a smile, "How are you? Are you satisfied with your future home?"

"I remember in the video, the decoration of your home is not this fresh and simple, right?"

Fu Shuruan took the yogurt, tore off the cap and licked it, then sat down on the sofa: "When did you renovate it without telling me?"

"When I was renovating the bakery last year, in order to give you a surprise, I spent a long time buying these ornaments. Thinking that you will live in this house with me in the future, the decoration makes sense."

Xiang Chuan stood upright in front of her, looking at her deeply, with a faint smile on his lips, and his eyes were gentle, like the water of a spring river, revealing sincerity.

Fu Shuruan understood his metaphor, his ears felt warm, he lowered his head and bit the straw, and whispered softly: "We have only been dating for a year, is it too early for you to prepare a wedding room now?"

The man curved his lips and chuckled, sitting next to her: "It's not early, according to the agreement between me and Grandpa Fu, I will marry you before you are twenty-five years old. After your birthday in September this year, I should come to propose marriage. ”

There is a desk calendar specially placed in his bedroom, with circles drawn on it marking every important date related to Fu Shuruan.

For example, Valentine's Day, New Year's Eve, love anniversaries, her birthday, etc.......

"Who said I want to marry you~"

Fu Shuruan poked the yogurt box with a straw, and the temperature behind his ears slowly burned. He lowered his eyelashes shyly, trying to hide his shyness.

"Huh? Who else do you want to marry if you don't marry me?"

Xiang Chuan put his arms around her, lowered his head and breathed ambiguously into her ear: "Could it be that my Ruan Ruan is carrying me on his back and there are other puppies outside?"

"No...no, I'm so busy in the bakery every day that I don't have time to think about anything else."

Her cheeks turned red from being teased, and she stretched out her hand to push him, but because the force was weak, she seemed more reluctant to resist.

"Since not, then tell me, who do you want to marry?"

His deep magnetic voice lingered in the ears, making people's hearts tremble.

Fu Shuruan raised his head and looked at him, his face was rosy and delicate, like a peach blossom in full bloom, so tender and fragrant that people couldn't help but want to take a bite.

She said nothing, shyly holding the yogurt, and took a sip obediently. She chewed the pulp in her mouth and moved her cheeks like a little squirrel.

The man's throat rolled inexplicably, and he turned sideways to her. He couldn't help but kiss the corner of her mouth that was stained with yogurt. The sweet and sour blueberry taste spread on the tip of his tongue.

There was a rush of hot air in her ears, and a hoarse voice came: "Baby, I feel like I can't wait until next year, and I can't wait to marry you tomorrow."

He suddenly turned into a big bad wolf. Fu Shuruan said she couldn't resist. She swallowed and looked away, as if she remembered something.

She pretended to be calm, with a hint of joking flashing in her eyes, and raised her eyebrows and asked, "So you are pretending to be sick on purpose, and you want to trick me into following you home?"

The little trick was exposed so quickly. Xiangchuan rolled his eyes, touched the tip of his nose, and said calmly: "I'm not lying to you, I was really in pain just now. Maybe it was because you were with me, I felt better."

After saying that, he took back his arm around her, put it on his pants and rubbed it guiltily. He took off his jacket and threw it on the sofa. He stood up and said, "It's past five o'clock. I'm going to cook for you. If you want to eat... ....”

"What do you want to eat?" Before I had the chance to ask, the door of the innermost guest room opened.

A hot-looking woman wrapped in a bath towel came out.

"Chuan, isn't your hot water supplied 24 hours a day? Why did I run out of hot water after soaking for less than forty minutes?"

The woman's voice was charming, her eyes were full of spring, and her body was swaying as she walked toward the living room.

The moment he saw her coming out, Fu Shuruan's pupils suddenly tightened, and the yogurt box in his hand was deformed by her unconscious pinching.

The woman obviously didn't notice that there was a little girl sitting on the sofa. When she saw Xiangchuan, she came to him without hesitation and placed a fiery red kiss on his face.

Everyone in Xiangchuan was confused. Seeing her appear, her expression looked like she had seen a ghost, and her words were incoherent: "You...when did you come back, and how did you get into my house?"

He subconsciously pushed the person away and shifted his gaze to Fu Shuruan on the sofa.

The little girl's face was ashen, her eyes were slightly red, and she stared at the intimate man and woman in front of her in disbelief.

Her fingers were curled up and she was trembling uncontrollably. The look in his eyes was like falling into a winter ice cellar, chilling to the bone.

"Of course it's this afternoon. I called you several times but you didn't answer. I asked your elder brother that you were going to attend a friend's award ceremony, so I came over directly. After all these years, the digital password set at the door is still the same. Unchanged......"

With a 'click', the woman's voice stopped abruptly. She turned to look at the little girl on the sofa in the living room who was slamming the yogurt box on the coffee table, with curiosity in her eyes: "Hey, this little girl is Ruan Ruan, right?"

Fu Shuruan was surprised when he heard the other party calling his name: "Do you know me?"

"I've always heard Chuan talk about you. When I saw you today, you were indeed very cute. It's our first time meeting you. How about this? I'll be the host in the evening and set up a table in the hotel. Just treat it like I'm returning to China to entertain you?"

The woman tugged on the bath towel wrapped around her chest and wanted to say something more, but was pulled aside by Xiang Chuan. She lowered her voice and asked, "Sister, you are usually just crazy. How could you do it in front of Ruan Ruan?" Kiss me in front of her, she doesn’t know your identity, and I can’t explain it for a while.”

He almost gritted his teeth to force out the second half of the sentence. The way Fu Shuruan looked at him just now was a misunderstanding. He was going to be finished!

"Who cares about calling me eldest sister? What are you afraid of? Our relationship is open and above board. She will know it sooner or later."

The woman had a frank temperament and her voice was not as low as Xiang Chuan's, but the living room was not a square, so how could Fu Shuruan not hear what she said?

Fu Shuruan stood up and put his bag on his back. His eyes were red and his face was extremely ugly.

She threw the car keys on the entrance cabinet, her voice was cold, but a clear tremor could be heard: "I won't disturb you to reminisce about old times, I'm leaving first."

Hearing this, Xiang Chuan's heart skipped a beat, and he pushed the woman in his way aside, chasing after her in a panic, and grabbed her wrist: "Ruan Ruan, you misunderstood, she and I don't have that kind of relationship."

The woman realized that the joke had been made and quickly ran over to echo: "Ruan Ruan, Chuan and I have known each other since we were children. I..."

"Shut up!"

Xiangchuan frowned, worried that she was clumsy and weak, and the more she explained, the harder it became clear, so he simply interrupted her.

The two have been at odds with each other since they were young, especially when it comes to bickering, where they will inevitably decide whether to win or lose.

Fu Shuruan watched the scene in front of her quietly, her heart aching with pain. The man who was talking sweetly to her one second was kissed on the cheek by another woman in front of her the next second.

At this time, she started talking flirtatiously, and she suddenly felt as sick as if she had eaten a fly.

"Excuse me, please. I want to go home."

Tears soaked her eyes, and she tried her best to maintain the dignity that a wealthy daughter should have, without making a fuss, and even had a forced smile on her lips.

But when I bent down to change my shoes, my heart felt sore, my hands were cold, and I felt like I was about to cry.

Xiangchuan picked her up by the waist to prevent her from leaving. Her small body was held in his arms, making her light and heart-wrenching.

"Let me go! A dog can't change a shit-eating scumbag! I want to break up with you!"

"Are you kidding? Can you just say breakup?"

"Strange women have entered your house. If I don't break up with you, will I still keep you for the New Year?"

"She is not a strange woman."

"Yes, she kissed you, so how can she be considered a stranger to you?! I'm the one who's superfluous!"

"Baby, can you listen to what I have to say?"

"No, I want to break up with you, and then find a man who is thousands of times better than you for a quick marriage!"

"..."

Even though she beat and scolded him, Xiangchuan frowned and his eyes darkened, he still held her and did not let go. He walked straight to the master bedroom and hooked his instep to isolate the ambiguous and fiery eyes of the woman behind him.

The woman whistled and walked to the living room to look in the pocket of Xiangchuan's coat to find a cigarette to smoke, but by chance she found a transparent plastic bag.

She opened it and saw that the pink nail polish made her knuckles look white and beautiful. She picked up a box of newly packaged Dumus with her long fingers and clicked her tongue twice.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, narrowed her eyes, and looked meaningfully at the closed door of the master bedroom, her red lips slightly hooked: "Brother also said that this boy is in an innocent love relationship. I don't think he is quite enlightened~"