Limited Time Contract: A Beautiful Wife Is Hard to Train

At night, Fu Yihang came out of the shower and saw Shen Simu sitting on the window sill reading a book. With his wet hair on his head, he walked towards Shen Simu.

"Aren't you tired after riding a horse all day?" Fu Yihang asked thoughtfully.

As soon as Shen Simu looked up, he saw Fu Yihang's wet hair. He quickly closed the book, picked up the towel hanging around Fu Yihang's neck, and wiped it for him.

Fu Yihang obediently stood where he was, like a kitten, letting Shen Simu play with him.

A white towel half covered his face, and Shen Simu's soft fingers rubbed back and forth on Fu Yihang's head, feeling comfortable and nostalgic.

After a while, Shen Simu took off the towel with a smile: "Okay, it's almost done."

Fu Yihang's hair was disheveled in front of him, with a kind of aloof and wild beauty, he smiled charmingly, and asked back: "Won't you comb it for me?"

Seeing this scene, Shen Simu's heart was pounding like a deer, "plopping", she couldn't help staring at Fu Yihang's rosy lips, and swallowed.

All of Shen Simu's actions fell into Fu Yihang's eyes, he chuckled lightly, put one hand on Shen Simu's waist, and pressed her down domineeringly.

"Well..." Shen Simu gave Fu Yihang a symbolic hammer, then gave up struggling and began to enjoy it.

After a while, Fu Yihang let go of Shen Simu, rubbed Shen Simu's face ambiguously, and said with a smile: "What? Still want it? But we are going to the winery tomorrow, and we have to get up early, so we can't bully you."

"I hate it!" Shen Simu blushed, and smacked Fu Yihang's chest coquettishly.

In the early morning of the next day, the two got up early and rushed to the winery [-] kilometers away.

"Simu, do you think I have prepared any means of transportation for you?" Fu Yihang said, pointing to the carriage outside the manor.

Shen Simu was very surprised. She looked at Fu Yihang in surprise, and ran towards the white carriage: "Oh my god, this is the first time for me to ride in a carriage. It's the same as the carriage from the last century in the movie."

Then, Shen Simu took a few steps back, fixed her eyes on the white horses pulling the carriage, raised her eyebrows, and said to Fu Yihang, "I prefer to ride horses rather than carriages."

Fu Yihang smiled fondly, shook his head, led Shen Simu into the carriage, and said softly: "Today we are going to be President Fu and Mrs. Fu, and it is better to be more dignified. What do you think, Mrs. Fu?" ?”

Fu Yihang hooked Shen Simu's chin to tease him, pulled up the awning behind the car to shield Shen Simu from the sun, Shen Simu and his cooperation sat in the carriage obediently, and nodded subtly.

"Let's go, Grace." Fu Yihang said, and then Grace drove the carriage to the winery
An hour and a half later, they arrived at the winery. Outside the winery, there was already an old French man with beards waiting for them.

"Master Fu, Mrs. Fu." The old man smiled kindly and greeted the two in Chinese.

"This old man's Chinese is too good." Shen Simu sighed softly in Fu Yihang's ear.

Fu Yihang took Shen Simu's waist, got out of the carriage and said, "He followed my father when he was young, so it's not surprising that he is good at Chinese."

"Maitreya, long time no see." Fu Yihang hugged the French old man gently and said enthusiastically.

"Hello." Shen Simu also shook hands with Maitreya.

"Hello, madam, long time no see, young master, I miss you very much." After greeting Shen Simu, Maitreya and Fu Yihan talked about the past.

"Actually, you don't have to come here in person at all, the new supervisor here is also very good." Fu Yihang instructed.

Maitreya smiled kindly: "Master, I don't see you once a year, and if I don't see you again, I may not be able to pick you up in the future."

Fu Yihang shook his head, patted Maitreya on the shoulder and said, "Don't say such sad things."

Seeing Fu Yihang and Maitreya getting close, Shen Simu stood on tiptoe and couldn't help asking curiously: "Yihang, Maitreya should be more than just the manager of the winery, right?"

Fu Yihang took Shen Simu's hand, and introduced: "Simply put, Maitreya is not just our partner, he is more like my father, uncle, I learned all the knowledge of wine tasting from Maitreya, little one He always took me to the vineyard to catch wild animals, for which I was often admonished by my father."

"Oh, master, I still have photos of us being admonished by the master at home." Mi Le laughed loudly after hearing this.

Shen Simu seemed to have heard something extraordinary, and interjected with wide and curious eyes: "Really? Mr. Miller, can I go and see the photo of Yihang being reprimanded?"

"Of course, ma'am, if you want, you can come to my house for dinner tonight." Mi Le happily invited Shen Simu.

Seeing that the two were getting along happily, Fu Yihang was also relieved. He lightly tapped Shen Simu's head and warned: "Shouldn't I ask for my permission before seeing my ugly photos?"

Shen Simu stuck out her tongue mischievously, but did not answer.

"Okay, master, it's getting late, let's go to the vineyard first." Mi Le interrupted their conversation with a smile.

"Let's go, ma'am." Fu Yihang smiled sweetly, and led Shen Simu and Maitreya to the vineyard.

Walking to the mountain for 10 minutes, Fu Yihang and Shen Simu came to an open area full of purple and green. There were no less than a hundred workers working in it. It lingers around people's bodies, and finally falls on the plump grapes.

"Here, how about a taste?" Fu Yihang picked a grape grain by hand, wiped it clean and handed it to Shen Simu.

Shen Simu sniffed it with the tip of her nose, then put it in her mouth, the full juice burst in her mouth instantly.

"It's so sweet, it's sweeter than the grapes I've ever eaten." Shen Simu looked at Fu Yihang in surprise.

Fu Yihang smiled proudly, pursed his lips and said, "Of course, this is my vineyard, and the grapes grown are also the sweetest."

Shen Simu scolded Fu Yihang, but didn't answer his words.

Maitreya explained with a smile: "Because of the good soil in the vineyard and the superior geographical location, the grapes grown are naturally sweeter than ordinary ones, but the most important thing is that they are carefully bred artificially, using artificial fertilizers from seeds to seedlings, Not a trace of chemical fertilizers."

"After all, you are eating it yourself, or should you be organic?" Fu Yihang said with a smile.

He stepped forward, picked another grape, wiped it clean and fed it to Shen Simu.

"Is it sweet?" Fu Yihang asked.

"Hmm." Shen Simu nodded vigorously as if she had opened the door to a new century.

"Maitreya, cut two boxes of grapes and let us take them away. Every year, I keep the best grapes and send them back to China. I want to leave them for my wife."

Fu Yihang looked at Shen Simu who was tasting delicious food in his arms, and smiled happily.

Maitreya covered his mouth with a smile and said, "Don't worry, young master, this matter is on my shoulders."