Limited Time Contract: A Beautiful Wife Is Hard to Train

Approaching the cabin, Shen Simu looked around at the luxurious interior of the cabin, and couldn't help but marvel at Fu Yihang's arrogance.

The cabin was divided into two parts. Fu Yihang placed a fixed bed in the innermost private rest area, which was half-hidden by a curtain. Only the necessary sofas, coffee tables, and dining tables were placed in the open leisure area outside. There are no recreational facilities.

The cabin is all covered with pure white leather, embellished with camel-colored decorations, simple and clear, yet generous, Shen Simu gently brushes the seat, the softness and comfort are self-evident.

"How is it?" Fu Yihang asked with his arms around Shen Simu from behind.

"It's your style." Shen Simu replied truthfully.

Fu Yihang sat on the leather sofa with Shen Simu and asked, "What style?"

"Simple and capable."

Fu Yihang curled his lips slightly and said with a smile: "That's ridiculous."

A female flight attendant in her 30s came over with two sets of plush blankets and handed them to Shen Simu and Fu Yihang.

"Mr. Fu, Ms. Fu, I am the chief purser of this flight. If you need anything, you can communicate with me. The temperature in the cabin may drop after takeoff. Please keep warm."

"Thank you." Shen Simu took the plush blanket and put it on the sofa.

Afterwards, the captain came to confirm the flight time with Fu Yihang, and then embarked on a journey to France.

After the plane calmed down, Fu Yihang took out the documents and started to work. Seeing this scene, Shen Simu finally understood why there were no entertainment facilities in the passenger plane. She also took out the book and started to read.

After a while, the flight attendant came out with a cart full of snacks and drinks, and asked softly, "Mr. Fu, these are the snacks you asked to prepare."

In Shen Simu's impression, Fu Yihang didn't like to eat snacks. She looked at Fu Yihang curiously, but saw Fu Yihang looking at her calmly.

"Could it be prepared for me?" Shen Simu asked suddenly.

Fu Yihang exhaled helplessly, lowered his head and flipped through the documents in his hand, and said bitterly, "You know I don't eat snacks."

Shen Simu accepted the snacks in embarrassment, and said: "Don't be so troublesome."

Fu Yihang didn't speak, but silently expressed his doting on Shen Simu.

Shen Simu asked the flight attendant for a small bowl, opened a bag of almond wood, picked it up while reading a book, and after a while, the bowl was full.

"Yihang." Shen Simu called Fu Yihang, and put a small bowl of dry rice beside him.

Fu Yihang raised his head in response, and when he saw Aldanmu, he held Shen Simu and refused to let her go. He looked at her hand back and forth with pity: "Look at your little dirty hands, the nails are about to split, eat it, don't Take care of me, tell me if you want to eat in the future, and my husband will grill it for you, ah. Open your mouth."

With that said, Fu Yihang fed Shen Simu an almond.

Although there was a curtain between the flight attendant and himself, the flight attendant could still hear what they said.

Shen Simu bashed Fu Yihang's chest shyly, then hid aside.

Twenty hours later, Shen Simu and Fu Yihang finally landed at Charles de Lego Airport in France. Within a few minutes of landing, the two boarded a helicopter to Bordeaux.

It was already three o'clock in the morning when we arrived at the manor, Shen Simu was lying on Fu Yihang's lap and was fast asleep.

The night was deep, and the manor was quiet, with only a few street lamps left, dimly illuminating the road.

"Sir, we are here." The French man turned his head and said respectfully to Fu Yihang.

Through the car window, Fu Yihang saw more than a dozen servants standing outside the manor, bending over and waiting.

"Help me open the car door and tell the servants that Madam is asleep, so keep quiet." Fu Yihang said wearily.

"Yes." After the man got off the car, he said a few words to the servants, and then the servants pushed open the door and stepped back to make way for Fu Yihang.

After Fu Yihang got out of the car with Shen Simu in his arms, all the servants nodded with interest and did not speak.He went straight to the bedroom and put Shen Simu on the bed.

The woman slept soundly and didn't react at all. Seeing Shen Simu's pouting lips, Fu Yihang couldn't help but love him, his face was full of love, but at the same time, he felt sorry for Shen Simu, in order to track down Gu Ziliang. That guy was the spy who planted beside Shen Simu. He had no choice but to take Shen Simu to France and let her travel long distances, which caused so many crimes.

Thinking of Gu Ziliang, Fu Yihang couldn't help clenching his fists, with a strong killing intent in his eyes, he would have to pay the price if he dared to attract Shen Simu's attention.

Fu's Villa.

As soon as Xu Zerui woke up, he saw Xu Zeyan bent over and staring at him with a smile on his face.

"Ah!" Xu Zerui grabbed the quilt tightly and yelled in panic.

"Sister, what are you doing!" Xu Zerui looked at Xu Zeyan in fear, and gasped heavily while touching his chest.

Xu Zeyan looked at Xu Zerui in distaste, sat down beside him, patted Xu Zerui's arm and said, "What time is it and I'm still asleep!"

"Don't worry about me! You slept soundly last night, and I don't know who asked me to coax you after crying for most of the night." Xu Zerui complained, and he turned over wrapped in the quilt, looking like he was still sleeping.

"Hmph." Xu Zeyan rolled her eyes, then tore off Xu Zerui's quilt and said, "Stop sleeping, get up quickly, I want to go home!"

Hearing Xu Zeyan's words, Xu Zerui immediately sat up from the bed and stared at Xu Zeyan with wide eyes: "What? You want to go home?"

Xu Zerui crossed his arms and nodded proudly: "What? Don't go back? If you don't go back, I won't go back either. Forget it."

Saying that, Xu Zeyan pretended to leave.

"Sister, sister, don't go!" Xu Zerui hurriedly got up, covered the quilt with one hand, and pulled Xu Zeyan with the other.

Xu Zeyan pursed her lips and snickered, but she still looked at Xu Zerui with a straight face, pretending to ask: "What's going on? Can't you afford it?"

Hearing that Xu Zeyan was willing to go home, Xu Zerui was naturally very happy and nodded repeatedly.

"Sister, why are you willing to go home?" Xu Zerui asked cautiously.

Xu Zeyan shrugged, and said a little embarrassedly: "We have been out for almost a month, Dad must be very worried about us, let's go, let's go home."

"Then do you still remember what you said last night?" Xu Zerui asked nervously.

Xu Zeyan froze, with a forced smile on her face, she nodded and replied, "Of course."

"That's good, that's good." Xu Zerui scratched his head and looked at Xu Zeyan with a smile on his face.

Xu Zeyan patted Xu Zerui's hand away, and urged: "Okay, pack up, I'll have dinner with you in the living room."

"Okay." Xu Zerui nodded vigorously, and watched Xu Zeyan leave with a smile.

Walking out of the room, Xu Zeyan pressed against the wall tightly, trembling all over, breathing up and down nervously, her chest heaving back and forth.

Forget Gu Ziliang. Can I really do it?Xu Zerui fell into deep thought in pain.