Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

Damn, their boss is married? !

Soon, the whole 'Chengye Group' knew about this matter. Everyone wanted to see who Fang Shengsheng had accepted Mr. Fu, so they found an excuse to run to the chairman's office.

Wen Qian couldn't sit still anymore, she felt like a gorilla being visited, "I'd better go back first."

She didn't even take a few mouthfuls of the rice. It wasn't that it was not delicious, but that she couldn't eat it. She didn't want to perform 'gorilla eating'.

Seeing her somewhat embarrassed look, and looking at the people coming and going outside the glass office, he frowned and beckoned for an assistant.

After a few minutes, the assistant came out.

"Aren't you very free? Mr. Fu doesn't mind working overtime for you. Anyone who wants to work overtime can stay on the 19th floor. Those who don't want to work overtime will work on other floors and are not allowed to come over."

After finishing speaking, he added: "Those who work on the 19th floor also go to other floors."

It was said that everyone ran away non-stop, who would like to work overtime!
In a few minutes, the 19th floor was cleared, leaving only Wen Qian and Fu Yicheng.

Cow batch!

Wen Qian sighed in her heart, she deserves to be the top of the capitalist class.

As a result, Wen Qian spent an extremely boring afternoon, working with Fu Yicheng all afternoon, and they didn't return to his villa until they had dinner at nine o'clock.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Wen Qian took a shower, and before Fu Yicheng entered the bathroom, he finally couldn't take it anymore after holding back for a whole day.

Wen Qian blinked her eyes, thought for a while and then shook her head, "No."

Fu Yicheng was very disappointed. He took a deep look at her and walked into the bathroom. He had been waiting all day, waiting for Wen Qian to ask him to help bring her mother, but she didn't say a word.

In fact, he can take Wen Qian's mother directly, but he thinks this is a very important stage. Only when Wen Qian asks him for help, can he truly accept him.

All he could do was wait, hopefully not too long.

Facing the familiar big water bed, Wen Qian's ears turned red, and she couldn't help but think of the obsession between the two of them the night before. She rubbed her hair carelessly and got into the bed, her heart beating wildly.

Yesterday she was very active, but today she feels shy.

Not long after, Fu Yicheng came out of the bathroom rubbing his wet hair, and Wen Qian hurriedly closed her eyes and pretended to fall asleep when she heard the movement.

It's a pity that her acting skills were so poor, she lay there tense, she didn't look like she was asleep.

Looking at the petite person on the bed lovingly, Fu Yicheng felt his heart soften into a piece of cotton candy, and his heart was filled with satisfaction and ironing.

He knelt down on the bed on one knee, bent down and planted a superficial kiss on her forehead.

"Boom!" Wen Qian felt something explode in her head and heart.

Fu Yicheng just kissed her forehead and left, then dried her hair seriously, lay down on the bed, took Wen Qian into his arms and closed her eyes.

Hearing his steady and even breathing, Wen Qian couldn't help opening her eyes.

The faces of the two were very close, and she could see the reflection of his long eyelashes and the light lines on his lips. Even with his eyes closed, this man was shockingly handsome.

Sensing her gaze, Fu Yicheng slowly raised his eyelids, and the moment the two of them met their eyes, Wen Qian immediately closed her eyes, her acting skills in pretending to be asleep were very lame.

With a low laugh, Fu Yicheng pinched her chin, forcing her to open her eyes and look at him.

Fu Yicheng raised his eyebrows: "Can't sleep? Do you want to do something to help you sleep?"

Wen Qian looked into his deep eyes, and saw other deep meanings in them, she was immediately blessed, she held her breath, turned around and buried her face in the quilt.

Seeing her shy look, Fu Yicheng's heart softened even more. He hugged her from behind, tightly wrapped her in his arms in a protective posture, sighed and rested his chin on her shoulder.

Wen Qian had a strange feeling in her heart. She always felt that Fu Yicheng was particularly accommodating and caring for her. For example, in her first night last night, Fu Yicheng restrained herself throughout the whole process, kissing her eyes all the time, or showing tenderness and consideration from time to time. and love.

She couldn't help wondering why he was so nice to herself?
Wen Qian nestled in front of him, not feeling sleepy at all, her mind was in a mess, how could she have any intention of sleeping?Hearing Fu Yicheng's smooth and even breathing, she called him softly: "Are you asleep?"

Fu Yicheng hummed vaguely, but did not open his eyes.

"Obviously not asleep." Wen Qian couldn't help poking him. When he was talking just now, his hand was still on her waist. She grabbed his hand that was doing something wrong, and said in a rather annoyed tone: "Fu Yicheng, we Did you know each other before?"

Breathing heavily, Fu Yicheng was ecstatic, almost thinking that she had remembered, but he heard her continue to say: "But I obviously don't remember it."

While speaking, she turned around and poked her finger on him with a vengeful cutie.

Fu Yicheng held her poking fingers, tightened his arms, pressed his resolute chin against her head, and sighed helplessly, his low voice rang out in the silent room: "Maybe I owe you in the previous life." I took your money, and I wanted to treat you well and love you at the first sight."

"..."

Wen Qian was speechless, her palm-sized face was full of accusations: "Can you be more serious."

"Well, I'm very serious." Having said that, Wen Qian heard a muffled suffocated laughter in his chest, and Fu Yicheng put his arms around her, letting her lean against his shoulder.

Neither of them spoke any more.

After a long time, there was a rustling sound in the quiet room, Wen Qian gave a soft 'hello', and heard his response: "...um."

Wen Qian originally wanted to tell him about her mother, but she turned around when she spoke, "Don't hug me like this, I won't be able to breathe."

Wen Qian raised the slender arm that was hooped in front of her, and squeezed it hard.

Fu Yicheng loosened his arms slightly, but still wrapped her around her, "Sleep."

There was a sudden 'pop' in the room, and Wen Qian felt that she had fallen into the boundless darkness.

In the dark, Fu Yicheng kissed her forehead lightly again.

From this kiss, Wen Qian felt how much he cherished and cared about her. She swore it was not an illusion, and she became even more curious, why is he treating her so well?

With this doubt, Wen Qian just fell asleep and didn't wake up until noon the next day.

She was the only one on the bed, and Fu Yicheng had disappeared. The cold bed told her that Fu Yicheng had been away for a long time, and she didn't have time to wash up, so she put on her clothes indiscriminately and went downstairs.

"Ma'am, breakfast is ready." The housekeeper was already waiting.

Looking around, there was still no sign of Fu Yicheng, Wen Qian asked the housekeeper curiously: "Where is Fu Yicheng?"

"Mister has already gone to the company." The butler replied respectfully.

Is it so hard?Going to work early in the morning, this person's success is not without reason.

As if guessing what she was thinking, the housekeeper explained further, "Sir, you can take care of the company's affairs so that you can have a good honeymoon with your wife."