my little sir

Fang Yimin couldn't sit still, he just bruised his knees and forehead, and he wasn't confinement, he couldn't fall asleep while lying on the bed, so he ran around on the ground.

This mansion is simply too big, Fang Yimin can't imagine that he actually lived in such a house for three years.

Fang Yimin called Yu Wenyue excitedly, and said, "Yueyue, I have a very rich and handsome husband."

There was silence for three seconds, not knowing what the other party was doing all of a sudden, he sneered, "Oh, how fresh."

"The house I live in is super invincible and luxurious, and it's also huge."

"..."

"I still have Uncle Zhao and several servants."

"..."

"I've lived here for three years."

"..."

"I……"

After a moment of silence, Yu Wenyue finally couldn't help but interrupted the other party with a growl: "Fang Yimin, are you too stimulated, what are you doing here?"

"Yeah, the stimulation is really quite big." Fang Yimin looked around, covered the microphone with his hands, and asked in a low voice like a spy, "Do you know what tricks I used to get married?"

"Cheating...you still cheating on *marriage?" Yu Wenyue was dumbfounded.

"Although I am so handsome, Mr. Wen's conditions are too good. How did I trick him into getting him?" Fang Yimin asked very curiously and sincerely, "You know the most tricks, you must have given me a trick. ?”

"Who the hell has the most tricks..." Yu Wenyue felt that the other party must have lost his mind, and immediately asked, "Where are you?"

"In Dabieye, which is as luxurious as a castle."

There were three black lines hanging on Yu Wenyue's face: "Is it convenient for me to go to your Dabieye to find you now?"

Fang Yimin was stunned: "What do you mean? Does my rich husband have any special hobbies? I'm not allowed to see people, I'm under house arrest, etc.?"

"Fang Yimin, have you lost your mind?!"

Fang Yimin said seriously: "Yes, I fell and hit it last night."

"I'll go, you wait for me, I'll rush to your Dabieye right away."

Mr. Xiao rarely had friends come to visit the house, and when Yu Wenyue came, Uncle Zhao was a little surprised.He invited the other party to the living room with courtesy and thoughtfulness, and then went to inform Mr. Xiao.

Fang Yimin was caught by the servants, forced to go back to the bedroom to rest.Hearing that Yu Wenyue was coming, she hurriedly got up from the bed again.

After retreating from the crowd, Fang Yimin looked cautious, and asked Yu Wenyue in a low voice: "Do you have important information to tell me?"

Yu Wenyue raised her hand to hit Fang Yimin, but seeing that there was still gauze on his forehead, she froze in midair again.She asked, "You really don't remember Wen Qiling?"

Fang Yimin shook his head: "Why should I lie to you?"

Yu Wenyue suddenly remembered the wish Fang Yimin made when he was drunk last night, thinking it wouldn't be so effective, did he really forget everything about Wen Qiling?This is too unbelievable, right?

"Then do you still love your husband?"

"We just met, how do we love each other?" Fang Yimin asked, "Then did I love him before?"

Yu Wenyue didn't know how to describe the relationship between the two of them, so she reminded: "Why don't you check your previous related records, such as chat messages or something."

"You're right." Fang Yimin took out his phone and looked at the chat records of the two of them. The more he looked, the more solemn his face became, and he frowned and said, "It seems that I don't like you very much."

Wen Qiling is usually very busy. Most of the chat messages on WeChat are asking him if he will come back for dinner in the evening, and then most of them are video chats. Some are connected, and some are not connected. Those who are connected are all within a minute. hang up inside.

After the last voice was clicked, he was so shocked that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear: "Fuck me, my husband put a cuckold on me!"

Yu Wenyue briefly told the other party what happened last night, but told the other party very responsibly, saying that he did not tell himself whether Wen Qiling had cheated on him, and he didn't know who the cheating partner was.

The more Fang Yimin thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He asked, "Are you sure, I married him out of my own will?"

"Where do I know that? After you get married, you take care of your husband at home every day, and occasionally come out to get together, and you don't even drink alcohol."

"I must have been blackmailed!" Fang Yimin narrowed his eyes, and then felt that it didn't make sense, "Although I had a little savings before, I'm nothing compared to Wen Qiling. Why should I be threatened? No matter how you look at it, it looks like he was kidnapped by me." Threat, you have to marry me."

"Since this is the case, should you consider changing someone?" Yu Wenyue leaned over with a smile, blinking those autumnal eyes, "For example, me."

Fang Yimin pushed the opponent's head away: "Tsk, I bent."

Yu Wenyue: "..."

Yu Wenyue didn't stay for too long, because Uncle Zhao said Mr. Xiao needed to rest, so she was left behind for lunch, and then was politely sent away by Uncle Zhao.

Fang Yimin looked at Uncle Zhao's behavior and felt that he must be being monitored and controlled.

Most of the overlords in the novel are a little sick. Maybe Wen Qiling also wears the skin of a refined gentleman. In fact, maybe he has some perverted hobbies and ulterior secrets.

Fang Yimin went through all his social accounts, and found that he had a hidden folder, which was full of chat records between him and Wen Qiling, including some photos of gifts, which should have been given to him by Wen Qiling.

Sure enough, I must be secretly keeping the evidence.Although this pile of evidence seems to be useless on the surface.

Wen Qiling came back early in the afternoon, and as soon as he entered the house, he went upstairs to see the little gentleman at home.Seeing that the other party was sleeping soundly on the bed, he got up and went to the study to turn on the computer and work.

When the two of them were having dinner, Fang Yimin peeked at Wen Qiling from time to time. When the other party noticed it, he raised his eyes and asked him, "Why, the food doesn't suit your appetite?"

Fang Yimin showed his big white teeth: "No, it's better than mine."

However, Wen Qiling just sighed lightly, thinking in his heart, there is no better cooking than yours.

Fang Yimin usually does the cooking. He knows Wen Qiling's taste like the back of his hand, and he cooks every dish to his liking.

No matter how late he came back, as long as he didn't eat, Fang Yimin would cook for himself, even if it was just a bowl of noodles, it never passed through the hands of the servants.

Although the cooking skills of the chef at home are superb, but I am used to Fang Yimin's cooking, and I always feel that the taste is a bit off.

It was only then that Wen Qiling remembered to praise Fang Yimin: "Your cooking skills are also top-notch."

"Culinary skills?" Fang Yimin thought the other party was being polite, after all, in his mind, the two were quite strangers.He smiled and waved his chopsticks, "It's fine if I don't fry the kitchen, how can I cook?"

Wen Qiling was stunned for a moment, as if some information flashed through his mind.Thinking about it carefully, it seems that when I met Fang Yimin, I mentioned it myself, saying that I don't like eating outside food, most of them are too greasy.

Later, on a date with Fang Yimin, he found a few band-aids on his left hand, and asked him how he did it. He just smiled and said that he cut his hand accidentally while honing his cooking skills at home.

Could it be that Fang Yimin doesn't know how to cook?

[The author has something to say: Fang Yimin's nickname is Xiaoyi*ether, and Yi*ether has been harmonized~~~]