After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 1290 Let my wife wear a beautiful cheongsam

What will happen?
Sheng Xifang didn't dare to think about it.

I never thought about it.

Probably, he will also be decadent.

But it won't be decadent for too long, he will return to work and use work to paralyze himself.

As for feelings...

He may not love anyone else.

So, he was lucky.

When he realized later that he fell in love with her, she did not give up on him and still loved him.

Even if she lost her memory.

Even if it wasn't amnesia, it was she who said that when she woke up one day, she suddenly became 23 years old, and the Zhao Chumian who was lying in the ward was also Zhao Chumian.

Zhao Chumian is Zhao Chumian.

Zhao Chumian is his wife.

The car had already parked at the gate of their destination, Sheng Xifang was still clinging to her, holding her tightly, as if she would stretch into the sky like a hydrogen balloon and disappear if she let go.

"husband……"

She said softly, "I'll give you a hug when I go back, okay?"

Sheng Xifang bit her shoulder, "This dress is a bit too revealing..."

Zhao Chumian: "..."

Why didn't you say it when you were at home?

Say it now, isn't it too late?
"Not revealing, it's good, I like it..."

"I don't like it." His eyes darkened slightly, "Honey, you just have to show me."

"They can only watch, but my husband, you can go back and open it like a present..." She turned her head, "Did you get excited all of a sudden..."

Yes.

The picture of unwrapping presents already appeared in his mind.

Sheng Xifang held her wrist, "Get out of the car."

Can I get off the car separately and go through the doors on both sides?
Do you have to pull her down from his side?

The party in Kyoto was originally something I didn't want to attend.

They came because of He Yanzong tonight.

But after entering, Zhao Chumian did not find his brother.

Didn't he come here?
Instead, I saw Shen Congjin playing the piano.

And beside him stood a woman in a green cheongsam, with her hair pulled up, a white pearl hairpin, and a round fan in her hand.

She was tall and slender, wearing a cheongsam, with a trace of amorous feelings in her purity.

So familiar.

this is not……

The little screenwriter?

"Honey, what are you looking at?" Sheng Xifang suddenly lowered his head, blocking her sight.

Does she want to play with Shen Congjin again?
One ensemble like that is enough.

If she likes, he can also play with her.

Don't go to someone else.

The clear and cold light black pupils clearly reflected her reflection, and the usually calm and sharp eyes in front of her were a little pitiful at the moment.

"I see Shen from now on..."

He narrowed his eyes, his wife really wanted to find Shen Congjin!

"Can I play without him? If you want to listen, I can play for you, and if I don't know how, I can also learn." Sheng Xifang wrapped her slender waist into his arms, "wife..."

Fortunately, the two of them were not standing in the middle of the hall, but there was still a bright light above their heads, and there were many people around.

He just hugged her regardless of his image, and their bodies were almost close to each other.

"Wife..."

"You misunderstood, I was looking at the cheongsam girl next to Shen Congjin." She explained, gently touching his chest to comfort him.

Sheng Xifang glanced back, and sure enough there was a woman wearing a cheongsam beside Shen Congjin.

The woman sat next to Shen Congjin, and the two began to play four hands together.

Does my wife like cheongsam?
He also quite likes it.

When my wife wore a cheongsam, her figure was perfect.

Want to see.

Sheng Xifang wrote it down silently, and asked Du Zhao to prepare in a while.

When I go home tonight, I will let my wife wear a beautiful cheongsam.

The gift on his wife is also beautiful, and he wants to open it too.

Sweet trouble, which one to tear down first?
Sheng Xifang fell into his own imagination, Zhao Chumian tilted his head to look.

That's right.

She can't make a mistake.

Lu Jin ran to make an announcement.

Not here.

The radiant woman tonight is far from the woman who wore plain clothes and oversized black-rimmed glasses that day.

Her view was blocked again.

"Look at me."

"I see you every day..." Zhao Chumian pushed Sheng Xifang away.

A trace of displeasure flashed in Sheng Xifang's eyes, and he picked her up decisively.

He couldn't get tired of watching her every day.

My wife can't get tired of him either.

He exercises so well every day because he doesn't want his wife to dislike him.

Zhao Chumian was carried to the sofa in the corner by Sheng Xifang, and her hands were tied around her waist to prevent her from leaving.

Zhao Chumian: "..."

Just speechless!
It's outrageous!
She can't see girls either?

Can you stop being so overbearing?

Have a little style?

Zhao Chumian sat on his lap, holding food in his hand, and stuffed it into his mouth.

stop!

She was furious.

Sheng Xifang didn't seem to realize it, and happily enjoyed his wife's feeding.

Happy.

Pleasure.

His wife was in his arms.

"Mr. Sheng and Mrs. Sheng are old married couples, and they are still so sticky, which is really enviable..." He Yanzong came over with a glass of wine, and sat on the sofa to their left.

He had noticed them a long time ago, but just now something happened.

Just come here now.

"Envy me. You don't." Sheng Xifang said coldly.

"People like us can do anything if they think about it." He Yanzong leaned back lazily with his long legs crossed.

He tugged on his tie, "Besides, I have it."

"You have?" Zhao Chumian smiled, "Stealed?"

grab?
The word is fresh.

He Yanzong narrowed his eyes, "Mrs. Sheng, you seem to have a big opinion on me."

Zhao Chumian's face was slightly cold, "I thought you had this awareness, so you don't need to speculate! I really have a big opinion on you, so big that I hate you."

Sheng Xifang's fingers tightened slightly, "They haven't divorced yet, Mr. He, if your father finds out about this, I'm afraid your life will be difficult. There are so many women in the world, why bother to plunder and imprison other people's wives? ... so you like to walk on the edge of the law?"

"So, you all know that Su Yanwei is at my house?" He Yanzong rested his arms lazily on the back of the sofa, "So many people care about her, I originally wanted to send her home tomorrow, but suddenly I don't want to. Yes, it seems to be a treasure."

"It's a treasure, do you regard her as a treasure?" Zhao Chumian held a small silver knife and fork in his hand, "Mr. He, if you like a girl, you should pamper her, pursue her openly, and the routine of taking her by force is outdated." .”

If Sheng Xifang had treated her like that, under house arrest, she would never have fallen in love.

She doesn't like that.

There shouldn't be many girls like that.

Sheng Xifang lowered her head, and lightly touched her forehead with her thin lips, "Honey, it's not worth being angry with him."

He doesn't want his wife to be unhappy.

Sheng Xifang glanced at He Yanzong coldly, "Is the lesson from the past two years not enough?"

When He Yanzong thought about what happened before, his teeth itch with anger.

Not only did the He family lose billions, they also lost the trust of the Hua country government.

He still remembers it now.

He even asked his parents to get him away.

Now that the old man and the old lady have gone abroad, who can control him?

"Why, your brother didn't tell you, are they divorced?" After He Yanzong finished speaking, he laughed wildly, "You still care about a woman who has nothing to do with you, what are you doing? Feeling flustered?"

(End of this chapter)