please feel my love

Fu Sirong sat on the sofa in the living room, staring at the bunch of white snapdragon on the coffee table.

He came back on the last flight in the early morning, and it was still dark when he got home.

Because he was worried about waking Yan Shanlan, Fu Sirong didn't go upstairs when he came back, and sat in the living room until dawn.

The sun outside the window has just risen, and the first ray of morning light falls on the white petals, dyeing the flowers with gentle colors.

Fu Sirong got up and went to the kitchen on the second floor, and asked the housekeeper what happened yesterday afternoon.

The housekeeper said everything, and showed him the photos taken by the maid.

The maid took the picture through the window, it was a bit blurry, but Fu Sirong still recognized Yan Shanlan walking in the sea of ​​flowers.

After finishing the video call with Yan Shanlan yesterday, Fu Sirong regretted it.

Regret going to Australia for a business trip, and regret not being able to go back sooner.

If he was still the same as before, skipping work early in the afternoon and going home, maybe he could see Yan Shanlan wearing a lace suspender dress in the garden.

Fu Sirong had calculated thousands of times, but he never calculated that he would miss the most important afternoon after skipping so many shifts.

If Regret has a body, the living room may have been filled.

Yan Shanlan was exposed to the sun for too long yesterday, she was still a little dizzy before going to bed, and she didn't wake up early in the morning.

He yawned and walked to the second floor, and saw Fu Sirong who was supposed to be in Australia sitting in front of him.

Yan Shanlan blinked and asked, "Are you back?"

"En." Fu Sirong looked at him, with a smile on his face again.

Yan Shanlan pulled away the chair next to him, suddenly remembered something, trotted to the living room, and came back soon.

He held the vase with Ji snapdragon in it, and placed the vase in front of Fu Sirong's eyes.

"Yesterday, I cut a few flowers to make a flower bouquet. It's a pity to throw them away, so I put them in a vase."

Fu Sirong glanced at it, then turned his eyes back to Yan Shanlan, "It's so cute, do you like this flower very much?"

Yan Shanlan looked into his eyes and said, "I like it."

I like flowers, and I also like the Alpha in front of me.

Fu Sirong leaned closer, and the two of them were very close, almost lip to lip.

He lightly stroked Yan Shanlan's side face and said, "I miss you."

Fu Sirong came back overnight, the journey was full of dust and dust, Yan Shanlan had breakfast with him, and took a bath with him.

Yan Shanlan was carried to the edge of the bathtub by Fu Sirong, his long hair was soaked in the water, disturbing the ripples with his movements.

This bath was very long, Yan Shanlan finally lost his strength and leaned limply in Fu Sirong's arms.

Fu Sirong cleaned up, and carried Yan Shanlan to the bed to wipe his hair.

Yan Shanlan narrowed his eyes, enjoying Fu Sirong's service, while talking about the evening banquet.

He asked lazily: "They sent me an invitation card, can I not go?"

"I haven't taken you to such an occasion before." Fu Sirong put down the towel and sat beside Yan Shanlan.

He took Yan Shanlan's hand and put the ring on his ring finger that he took off before taking a bath.

"Mrs. Fu, it's time for you to show your face."

Yan Shanlan opened his eyes and put away his smile.

It has been a long time since he appeared on such an occasion, one is that he doesn't want to hear gossip, and the other is that there will be people he doesn't want to see at the banquet.

Rumors have been circulating for so many years, he himself doesn't mind, but he doesn't want Fu Sirong to hear what others say about him.

Yan Shanlan's silence made Fu Sirong's heart sink slowly.

He put a kiss on Yan Shanlan's face, coaxing: "Just go once, if you don't like it, don't go next time."

Alpha's soft words made Yan Shanlan's heart loose.

"Okay." Yan Shanlan said, "Just once."

Fu Sirong brought Yan Shanlan to the circle for the first time. Although he didn't want to participate, he still took it to heart.

He took a nap with Fu Sirong for a while, and before four o'clock, Fu Sirong pushed him into the cloakroom to choose a dress.

There are not so many strict requirements for Omega's dress at the dinner party. Yan Shanlan used to wear neutral dresses when attending salons in Paris.

However, today he directly skipped his favorite style and chose a light soot Italian suit.

The Italian-style suit is quite satisfactory, but it does not modify the figure out of the ordinary. After putting it on, Yan Shanlan found a black hair tie, and simply tied his long hair into a ponytail.

He took a look in front of the mirror, the light ash color was not dull and dull, it seemed that something was missing.

Yan Shanlan tried a few ties but was not satisfied. He looked around in the jewelry cabinet and finally picked up a pair of emerald brooches.

He pinned one on his suit, a small, translucent brooch on a dark fabric.

After matching the dress, Yan Shanlan went to Fu Sirong with the remaining brooch.

Unlike Yan Shanlan, who is good at matching, Fu Sirong faced a closet full of suits, and his face was full of entanglements.

When he saw Yan Shanlan walking in in a suit, his eyes lit up, "Lanlan."

"Not sure what to wear?" Yan Shanlan asked him.

Fu Sirong glanced at the waistline outlined by the suit, put his arms around Yan Shanlan, and said, "Now I know."

He took out a dark blue suit from the closet, put it on, and asked Yan Shanlan, "What color should the tie be?"

Yan Shanlan pondered for a moment, then picked out a smoky gray satin tie from a pile of ties with dull patterns.

He stepped on Fu Sirong's bow tie and pinned the emerald brooch on it.

"All right."

Yan Shanlan smoothed the wrinkles on Fu Sirong's collar, and two brooches shone under the spotlight in the cloakroom.

Fu Sirong put his arms around his waist, leaned over slightly and kissed him.

At six o'clock in the evening, Fu Sirong took Yan Shanlan to the banquet held by Gu's family.

As soon as the two entered the hall, someone greeted them.

A middle-aged Beta that Yan Shanlan didn't know greeted Fu Sirong: "Mr. Fu."

"President Chen." Fu Sirong smiled at the other party, and said, "This is my wife, Yan Shanlan."

Yan Shanlan nodded slightly, "Hello."

Mr. Chen greeted Yan Shanlan flatteredly, but left with an excuse without chatting much.

Yan Shanlan gave Mr. Chen a strange look, raised his head, and found that he was looking at him with a smile.

Fu Sirong has always been an image of an unsmiling superior, but now that he smiles, it may be very scary in the eyes of some people.

Yan Shanlan probably understood why Mr. Chen wanted to run away.

The conversation of the three people was quite lively, and soon a small group of people gathered around to greet Fu Sirong again.

"Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu are really a good match."

President Fu, who has been keeping a low profile since marriage, rarely takes his wife to a banquet. He looks in a good mood with a smile on his face. Everyone with a bright mind wants to take advantage of this opportunity to get close to him.

After all, in front of his wife, Fu Sirong would never give them a cold face.

Yan Shanlan stood beside Fu Sirong, listening to him introduce himself to others.

A young female Alpha came over and handed Yan Shanlan a glass of champagne, "Mr. Yan, please."

She didn't call "Mrs. Fu", but called him "Mr. Yan", which made Yan Shanlan look at her more.

The goblet was in front of him, and the champagne-colored liquid was bubbling.

Yan Shanlan smelled the strong fruity aroma and didn't take the glass of wine.

"He can't drink it, I'll take it for him." Fu Sirong took the champagne from her hand and drank it down in one gulp.

The female Alpha didn't change her smile, sipping champagne in small sips.

"How long have you been married? Xiao Fu, you're going to take care of me." An old man with gray hair came over with the support of two young people.

"Uncle Gu." Fu Sirong greeted, and Yan Shanlan followed suit.

"No wonder old man Fu always shows me that his son is lucky and married a beautiful daughter-in-law."

The old man smiled, and tapped the calf of the young man standing on his left with his cane, "Learn from Xiao Fu, and get ready to marry a wife earlier."

The young man gave a "tsk" impatiently, but his eyes were fixed on Yan Shanlan.

His gaze made Yan Shanlan a little uncomfortable, and he squeezed Fu Sirong's hand lightly under the cover of his posture.

Fu Sirong received Yan Shanlan's hint, and said apologetically: "I'm a little too drunk, go to the side to get some air."

He casually made up a reason and took Yan Shanlan away from the crowd.

Fu Sirong and the waiter ordered a cup of warm honey water and handed it to Yan Shanlan who was sitting on the sofa in the corner.

Yan Shanlan took a sip from the cup, thought for a while and asked: "Your father knew you married me, did he say anything?"

"I said it." Fu Srong paused, "Ask me when I will take you home to meet them."

Yan Shanlan's hand holding the cup trembled slightly.

He has been in the fashion circle for seven years, and he knows the slang words in the industry clearly, but he can't figure out whether Fu Sirong's words are asking his opinion through his father's mouth, or the old man really said so.

Yan Shanlan took Fu Sirong to meet his mother, but he was not ready to meet his parents.

He didn't speak, and Fu Sirong beside him was also silent.

Fu Sirong didn't want Yan Shanlan to give himself an answer on this occasion, he just said it casually, but he didn't expect the people around him to be silent because of this.

An inexplicable irritability and anxiety grew in his heart, like every vulnerable period in the past when he liked but couldn't ask for it.

It felt bad, and Fu Sirong didn't want to recall it.

Yan Shanlan was drinking honey water with his head down, Fu Sirong was watching him, and the two of them sat together quietly.

This was originally a private time for two people, but a strange man's voice interrupted inappropriately.

"Lan Lan, long time no see."

The man stood in front of Yan Shanlan, calling him by his nickname affectionately, completely ignoring Fu Sirong.

When Fu Sirong heard him address Yan Shanlan, alarm bells rang in his heart. He stood up and wanted to block his view of Yan Shanlan, but Yan Shanlan suddenly stretched out his hand to hold him.

"I'm going to the bathroom, I'll come back to find you later." Yan Shanlan kissed Fu Sirong's side face, put down his cup and left.

He didn't give the other party a look, but the man's eyes were glued to his back.

Fu Sirong frowned even tighter, he always felt that the man in front of him seemed familiar.

It wasn't until Yan Shanlan's figure completely disappeared at the corner of the corridor that the man turned his head and stretched out his hand to Fu Sirong.

"Mr. Fu, it's the first time we meet. I'm Lan Lan's childhood sweetheart, Gao Yun."

Fu Sirong didn't shake his hand, "He never mentioned you to me."

This Alpha came with bad intentions, Fu Sirong didn't treat him politely.

Gao Yun met Fu Sirong's scrutinizing gaze, and shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "That's right, he's married to you, so it's not good to tell you about our past."

Fu Sirong's pupils trembled.

He suddenly remembered the photo in the book.

Seeing Fu Sirong lost in thought, Gao Yun put on a warm smile again.

"Mr. Fu, excuse me."

He said goodbye to Fu Sirong wearing a gentle mask.

Fu Sirong came back to his senses, watched Gao Yun walking in the direction Yan Shanlan left, and raised his foot to chase after him, but a strange Omega stopped him.

"Mr. Fu." Omega raised his head, looking at Fu Sirong with moist eyes without blinking.

He bit his lower lip, and asked in a trembling voice: "Why did you marry Yan Shanlan? He didn't know so many Alphas before he got married, so he doesn't deserve you at all."

From the moment Yan Shanlan sat down, he hid beside him and eavesdropped on all their conversations.

He couldn't figure out why an Omega who was indiscreet before marriage could still marry such an excellent Alpha as Fu Sirong when his family was on the verge of bankruptcy, was it just because he was beautiful?

Fu Sirong glanced at this Omega coldly, "What about my wife has nothing to do with you, what right do you have to judge him here?"

"I hate people who talk behind their backs the most, take care of yourself."

Fu Sirong was in a bad mood, and the words he said were like cold water poured down his head, cooling Omega's heart completely.

Omega watched Fu Sirong leave, trembling all over, not daring to say anything.