My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

The light was a little dim, the man raised his head, his eyes bent, and smiled: It's me.

She walked over and asked Su Wen, Did you change my wine?

The beauty in the cheongsam poured white water for her, but the same wine flask was poured for the executives, and she knocked down five old foxes on the wine table in such a massive amount.

Su Wen nodded, with a glint in his eyes: Yes.

Thank you. She thanked him formally.

Su Wen glanced at her, hesitated for a moment, and said, I don't want it verbally.

Then what do you want?

He immediately said: Throw a welcome party for me too. He seemed to think that the request was too much. He was afraid that she would be angry, so he explained, You arranged it for Song Rong.

Her tone sounded like a coquettish one.

Yuwen agreed: Okay.

Su Wen smiled immediately and said expectantly: No need to call anyone else, just the two of us. The welcome banquet for two people, rounded off, is a date.

She nodded and agreed.

The secretary hadn't arrived yet, so she was standing next to the car. Su Wen didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave, so she asked him, Can you tell me why only my cup is filled with water?

Su Wen stood sideways, the brim of his baseball cap blocking the light and casting a shadow on his face: The jug that pours wine into is called Yuanyangzhan. Turn the lid to the left to pour out water, and turn to the right to pour out the wine.

Sure enough, there is something else in the wine pot.

It's amazing, she said.

Of course, that thing is still a valuable antique.

It's the highlight of that Chinese restaurant. After explaining, he emphasized his tone and told her, In the future, there will be restaurants like today. You can come to this restaurant. I know the owner of the restaurant. , just tell him with a wine bottle from now on.

So much the better.

She thanked her politely: Thank you.

Su Wen frowned and said, Don't thank me all the time. He tried to keep his tone casual and not appear to be presumptuous, If you want to thank me, you can send me home.

People who are not familiar with Yuwen always think that she is taciturn and cold, but if you are familiar with her, you will find that she is actually an easy-going and cheerful person. She just doesn't like to laugh and looks serious and rigid.

Can.

She agreed to Su Wen's suggestion and looked at her watch: It will take ten minutes. My secretary is still on the way. I'm drunk and can't drive.

Su Wen wore a mask and raised the corners of his mouth wantonly: It doesn't matter. He could wait ten hours, the longer the better, he wished he could be alone with her all the time.

In less than ten minutes, Hu Mingyu arrived. On the way, because there was a third person, Su Wen restrained himself a lot. He just watched and listened to Yuwen secretly. He didn't dare to kiss her secretly when she was asleep.

After arriving home, Su Jin called again, the seventh call in half an hour.

Su Wen answered.

Su Jin immediately asked aggrievedly: Ask me, why didn't you answer my call just now?

Su Jin was a serious son slave. If Su Wen didn't answer the phone, he would keep calling. The highest number of missed calls recorded was 245.

I'm with Ting Ting, so it's not convenient to pick up.

Su Wen threw his cell phone on the shoe cabinet, took off his mask, hat, and coat, and threw them directly in the entrance hall. He kicked his shoes here and there.

Su Jin was startled on the phone: Yeah, you are together. How far has it progressed? Have you held hands? Have you kissed? Sleep--

The more I ask, the more there is no lower limit.

Su Wen interrupted: Tell me something.

Well, definitely not asleep.

Su Jin stopped talking about him and got down to business: The second brother brought back the boss's illegitimate daughter today. The girl came to tell me that she is your fan and wants to be your assistant. I guess It's the second child who has some evil thoughts. For example, he encouraged the girl to avenge her father and sister, even though the girl had never seen Su Bingye and Su Fu's father and daughter.

The boss is also a fool. He keeps seeds everywhere but is irresponsible. As for the second guy, his brain is just like that, and he is quite courageous. The third child... gave birth to three sons, but they were unable to give birth and were infertile.

Thinking of these bad things, Su Jin had a headache. Fortunately, he asked about his little cotton-padded jacket.

Su Wen lay down on the sofa and kicked the pillow to the floor, saying, Let her come.

Su Jin was worried: I'm afraid she will be bad for you.

Su Wen had no scruples: I checked her and found that her IQ is only 85.

...

Three days later.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, half an hour before get off work, the lobby on the first floor of Tianyu Media headquarters was very quiet. When the girl ran to the elevator holding a cardboard box, the contents of the box jingled.

When the elevator was about to close, she shouted: Wait a minute!

The person in the elevator pressed the door button.

She quickly ran into the elevator holding the box, took a few breaths, and smiled at the people inside: Thank you.

Song Rong raised his head and took a brief look.

A very young-looking girl, probably in her early twenties, not tall, with curly hair, maybe too much hair, her hairy head looks like it was exploded by a grenade, but her face is very small, about the size of a palm. The facial features are all small and delicate. She was holding a box, which contained cups, lunch boxes, photo frames... and an unnamed potted plant.

I think he is a new employee.

She went in for a long time without pressing the floor button. She turned back and said with a timid look, Hello.

Song Rong nodded.

She held the box with both hands, unable to free her hands. Her curly bangs covered her eyes. She blew on her face twice to blow her bangs away, and then asked: Do you know where Su Wen's studio is? Floor?

Song Rong glanced at her bangs: Eighth floor.

She thanked her and pressed the eighth floor button, but there was no response. She pressed it three times in a row, but it still didn't light up. She turned back timidly and asked, Is this button broken?

Was her hair struck by lightning?

Song Rong calmly looked away from the girl's head: This elevator only goes to odd-numbered floors. He touched the cuff on his right hand with his left hand, If you want to go to even-numbered floors, you have to take another elevator.

The girl was stunned, thought for a moment, and then understood: Thank you.

After thanking her, she silently pressed the button for the first floor.

The elevator has reached the third floor at this time. Is this girl going to the first floor to change the elevator? Song Rong reminded: You can stop at any floor and then go to the next door to transfer to the elevator.

She suddenly realized: Yes. Then, she quickly pressed five and said, Thank you.

As a result, she pressed the button too late, and the number on the elevator had already jumped to six. With a look of frustration, she pressed six again. The cardboard box was so big that she had to free one hand to press it, which made her look very busy.

Song Rong couldn't help laughing: You can go directly to the ninth floor. The next staircase is Su Wen's studio.

Yes.

This time, she pressed nine silently.

Song Rong laughed dumbly. This instant noodle girl seemed a little slow.

The instant noodle head came down from the ninth floor, holding her cardboard box with clumsy movements. It was none other than the illegitimate daughter of the Su family's uncle who was sent by the second master of the Su family to be Su Wen's assistant.

Name: Su Zisu.

Gender: Female.

Age: 21.

IQ: 85.

Graduate school: Changling Excavator and Beauty Salon.

Liu Chong looked at his resume and was so embarrassed that he even had an IQ of 85 and learned excavator and hairdressing.

At this time, a clear voice came from behind: Brother Chong?

Liu Chong looked up and saw a large cardboard box with an instant noodle explosion on top.

Are you Brother Chong? Afro smiled implicitly and shyly, I'm Su Zisu.

Changling excavator and beauty salon...

Did she curl her hair herself? Tsk tsk tsk, my IQ is eighty-five, so I am definitely a poor student, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to curl my hair like this. Liu Chong glanced at her box: Why did you arrive now?

She put the box on the table and explained sheepishly: I'm lost.

Liu Chong couldn't help but look at her box again. This girl came to be an artist's assistant. What was she doing with a lunch box? Also bring a small rice cooker...

What a strange person!

Forget it, let’s not reprimand her. After all, she is a relative of Su Wen and a well-connected person. He was more friendly and said, “I don’t have any work for you today. I will take you to meet the people in the studio. You can recognize their faces and get familiar with them first.” .”

Su Zisu smiled sweetly: Okay. She followed Liu Chong and asked, Where is fourth uncle?

Liu Chong turned around and corrected her: In the company, you should call me Brother Wen.

She nodded immediately: Oh, what about my brother?

He has a date today. Liu Chong felt that even if he was a well-connected person, he still had to deal with it. As a qualified assistant, don't ask too many questions, especially your boss.

She scratched her instant noodle head and said, Oh.

Now let’s talk about Su Wen.

He had an appointment today, and her family would host a welcome party for him. The appointment was at seven o'clock in the evening, and he called the stylist over at five o'clock.

What style do you want to get today? The stylist Vivian is a man in his thirties, a fitness enthusiast, and has very strong muscles.

Su Wen thought for a while and said, A woman will be fascinated by it. It would be great if she could use her beauty to seduce him to his house.

Vivian folded her hands and looked carefully: Are you too unsure of your face?

Yes, his family doesn't think much of him.

What occasion? Vivian thought he had a work announcement, Dinner or on-site?

Su Wen took a small mirror and looked at it: Be more daily.

Then you don't need to put on makeup. vVivian brought two sets of clothes over, Going to meet someone very important?

Although this guy has a good-looking face, he is usually very lazy. Unless there is a necessary occasion, he will come as he pleases.

It's a bit unusual for me to be pretty today.

Su Wen couldn't suppress the smile on his lips: Go meet my future girlfriend.

Yo, girlfriend.

Vivian laughed: You didn't even shoot a kissing scene. I thought you liked men. Have you finally met the one you're interested in?

Su Wen was in a good mood and showed off for a rare moment: We are childhood sweethearts.

Fourteen years old is still an ignorant age. I don’t know much about love and love, but I always do some inexplicable and heart-pounding things.

Once, he accidentally took off his school uniform and acted like a teenager to watch her compete. She lived up to expectations and won the championship.

Listen.

That was the first time he called her name. It was Su Wen who called her name. Su Cuicui couldn't speak.

She stood at the door of the locker room and turned around.

He was afraid that she would recognize him, so he wore a mask and was so nervous that his palms were sweating. He walked over and said, Congratulations.

As expected, she didn't recognize him, and was as polite as a stranger: Thank you. Then she asked, Are you a staff member of the gymnasium? Ordinary people could not enter.

He didn't say whether it was right or not, but wiped his palms: Can I shake your hand?

Maybe it's the fans.

She thought so and stretched out her hand.

He held it, but he wasn't sure how strong it was, so he held it tightly.

She frowned, and just as she was about to withdraw her hand, he hugged her, and her ears trembled a little.

you are awesome.

“The best!”

The boy's voice had just changed, becoming a bit hoarse and deep. After only holding him for a few seconds, he let go, then turned around and ran away...

At that time, Su Wen didn't know why he hugged her and why he ran away after hugging her. That night, he had a beautiful erotic dream. The second time he had such a dream, the first time was also because of her.

At half past six, Su Wen went to pick up Yu Wen.

She wore a skirt and light makeup: Have you been waiting for a long time?

So lovely.

Su Wen reluctantly looked away: No, we just arrived. It must have been more than an hour. He got out of the car and opened the door for her, It's beautiful.

She was so beautiful that he wanted to take off her skirt and do what he had done in his erotic dreams.

Su asked, what a beast.

Yuwenting got into the passenger seat and looked at him: Huh?

Su · Dressed Beast · Wen praised in a very gentlemanly manner: The skirt is very beautiful.

There was a hint of crimson at the tip of her ears, as if she was not used to wearing skirts, so she carefully sat down with the hem of her skirts pressed.

Su Wen drove slowly, and when he left the community, a silver Bentley followed carefully, not daring to get too close. There was a distance of more than ten meters, and the person in the driver's seat was wearing a mask and a hat, his face Being covered up tightly.

Yuwen knew the way: Are you still going to that Chinese restaurant?

Um.

He knew she liked Chinese food.

At this point, there was not much traffic, and we arrived at Sanshi Chinese Restaurant in about 20 minutes. However, it was the peak time for dinner, and there were people coming and going in the parking lot.

Yuwen Ting took off his seat belt and said, I'll get off the car first. You wait for a while before getting off the car.

Su Wen frowned: Are you afraid of being photographed?

She nodded and explained: You just signed a contract with Tianyu. It will be very troublesome if you are photographed. She knew very well how much the media was chasing Su Wen. Reporters would not write anything good about young male artists and company bosses.

oh.

Su Wen's voice was muffled and unhappy. He watched Yuwen Ting get out of the car first, with some resentment in his eyes, like an abandoned little daughter-in-law.

Yu Wenting entered the restaurant first. As soon as he walked into the store, a waitress wearing a cheongsam came to greet him.

Is this Miss Yuwenting?

yes.

The room is ready, please follow me.

The waitress smiled and led the way, leading the distinguished guest into the private room. Behind the corner of the corridor, a figure moved slowly and carefully.

After about ten minutes, Su Wen came in.

The waitress was pouring tea. When she saw someone coming, she said respectfully: Mr. Su.

Su Wen took off his mask and hat: You go out first.

After the door closed, Yuwen Ting asked: Do you often come to this store? Judging from the attitude of the clerk, it seemed that he was a regular customer, very respectful and thoughtful.

He sat next to her: Come occasionally. He picked up the teapot and poured a cup into her cup. The founder of this store used to work under my father.

Strictly speaking, this is his Su family's territory.

This was the first time Su Wen mentioned his family. Even her boss knew nothing about his background: Your family was not mentioned in your information.

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