Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

Lu Sichen smoked that cigarette for a long time, and as the smoke rose, his eyes were blurred, like peach blossoms in late spring, with a somewhat wandering appearance.

Ciano had already left. She finished the phone call with an excited look on her face, humming a little tune, stepping on her high heels, like a proud princess.

Looking at Ciano's back, Lu Sichen slowly extinguished the cigarette in his hand on the trash can beside him, little by little, hard until the scarlet cigarette butt was completely extinguished and there was no more smoke.

With a silent face, he stood there for a long while.

At the dinner that night, he didn't say a few words, he just drank a cup of wine there. , also knowledgeable and interesting, but disturb him too much.

After the dinner was over, Lu Sichen didn't know what he had talked with, and his mind was not clear at all. He wasn't actually drunk, but his mind was just muddled.

As if on purpose, I want to make myself a little confused and a little confused.

Otherwise, my heart will feel like it has been disturbed, with a dull pain that cannot be resolved.

After returning to Lu's villa, he sat on the sofa, pulled the tie on his chest a little irritably, and kept walking around the living room like a trapped animal. After doing this for a while, he finally Without holding back, he took out the phone, stared at it for a while, and then made a call.

On the screen of the phone, Jiang Manxue's photo was very clear. It was Jiang Manxue when she was a girl. She held her face and smiled sweetly, her sweet eyes turning into crescent moons.

beep...beep...beep...

The phone rang a few times, and someone answered the phone.

"Jiang Manxue..." Lu Sichen's voice was a little hoarse, calling her name with long-lost tenderness and tenderness.

However, in the blink of an eye, the tenderness between his brows and eyes disappeared completely, his face was livid, and the fingers holding the tie tightened more and more tightly, so tight that he trembled a little.

The other end of the phone was hung up, leaving only the sound of 'beep beep beep', Lu Sichen slowly took the phone from his ear, closed his eyes, and suddenly a silent smile appeared on the corner of his lips, ironically , an ugly smile.

The next moment, he stood up suddenly and threw the phone to the ground.

boom!
The phone was instantly torn into pieces, the broken screen clearly reflected the expression on Lu Sichen's cheeks, and also divided his face into pieces, gloomy and ugly.

In the Fu family's villa, the faint scent of porridge wafted...

Fu Qingye's fingers were pressing the 'end call' on the phone, he raised his brows and glanced at Jiang Manxue's peaceful sleeping face, and suddenly realized that the things in this world are really terrible coincidences.

He just charged Jiang Manxue's phone, and as soon as he turned it on, Lu Sichen's call came.

Unfortunately, the person who answered his call was not Jiang Manxue, but him.

His fingers gently stroked Jiang Manxue's eyebrows, and his thin lips curled into a comfortable smile.

He thought, there is always fairness in this world, and Feng Shui takes turns.

In the past, he could only watch them, but now...it was finally Lu Sichen's turn to watch.

Jiang Manxue slept very deeply. Perhaps it was because of the medicine. She slept soundly. Fu Qingye sat aside to deal with work matters. A floor lamp illuminated the room with a dim and warm light.

Fu Qingye dealt with work for a while, and turned his head to look at Jiang Manxue during the break, and there was a strange sense of satisfaction between his brows.

At three o'clock in the morning, Jiang Manxue woke up, she was still a little confused, she opened a pair of misty eyes and shouted at Fu Qingye, hungry.

Fu Qingye gently rubbed the hair on the top of her head, and brought the warm porridge to her in front of her.

Jiang Manxue sat up, still powerless, her eyes seemed to be in the porridge, with a hint of longing.

Seeing her greedy look, Fu Qingye thought it was a little funny, and fed her a couple of mouthfuls, and suddenly thought of something, the smile on her face disappeared immediately.

She was out all day alone and probably didn't eat.

This realization made Fu Qingye's expression a little scary. He looked at Jiang Manxue with displeasure, feeling like he hated iron for being weak.

Jiang Manxue didn't seem to realize it, she just drank the porridge one mouthful at a time, the warm porridge entered her stomach, and fell asleep again while drinking.

Fu Qingye looked at her delicate and naive appearance as her head was bit by bit and finally fell asleep again, and she was not angry for a while, nor was she smiling, but the patient is the biggest, especially the confused patient.He wiped Jiang Manxue's mouth clean, stuffed her back into the quilt, and continued to work after tucking her in.

When Jiang Manxue woke up the next day, she immediately saw Fu Qingye sitting beside her. He was wearing a dark blue suit and looked like he was about to go out.

"Better?" Fu Qingye asked when she saw her eyes open.

Jiang Manxue looked at it for a while, and after the chaos when she first woke up, she realized where she was, and sat up to thank Fu Qingye, "Thank you, thank you..."

As soon as the words came out, I realized that my voice was very hoarse, like a duck's voice, very unpleasant.

Fu Qingye brought her a glass of water on the bedside table, "Drink your saliva and moisten your throat."

Jiang Manxue took the water glass with some embarrassment, and took a few sips.

Fu Qingye said: "The fever has subsided, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Jiang Manxue shook her head, "Not anymore."

Apart from some weakness in the body, there are no other uncomfortable symptoms.

Fu Qingye nodded, "I'm going to an art exhibition later, do you want to see it? Qian Liren's art exhibition."

When Jiang Manxue heard the name, her eyes lit up immediately, "Is it really his art exhibition? Can I go? Can I really go?"

Fu Qingye nodded, "Of course you can go, and when have I lied to you?"

Jiang Manxue immediately lifted the quilt and got up from the bed, "I'll get up right away."

As soon as she lifted the quilt, she realized that her body was chilly, but Jiang Manxue didn't scream at the first time, but quickly put the quilt back again, covering herself tightly, "You, you... …me……"

Shy and embarrassed, she wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

Fu Qingye pointed to the clothes on the side, and said slowly: "Put this on, you had a fever last night, and the doctor told you to let your fever go down, so I took off your clothes..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Manxue nodded desperately, "I know, I know."

As if to stop him from continuing, "I'll come out as soon as I finish changing, just wait for me for a few minutes."

Fu Qingye stood up, looking like an extremely gentleman, and walked out of the bedroom door.