Limited Time Contract: A Beautiful Wife Is Hard to Train

"Before Zheng Yaoyi said that she was going back to China, and asked me to return your blank check to you, and told me that I would tell you about it after she returned to China. I put the check in the drawer before she left."

Fu Yihang nodded.

As the days passed, the news about Fu Yihang and Zheng Yaoyi spread wildly.

Some media even took photos of Zheng Yaoyi, Fu Yihang and Mr. Fu eating together in a restaurant.

For a while, everyone was talking about it.

Many people speculated that the Zheng Group and Fu Group's good things are coming soon.

At this time, some insiders exposed that Zheng Yaoyi and Fu Yihang were childhood sweethearts, and Fu Yihang even gave up the opportunity to go abroad because of Zheng Yaoyi.

Such a relationship is rare among wealthy families, and it has become a good story.

In the Fu Group, Song Ya handed the tablet to Fu Yihang, "Boss Fu, the news has been hot for a long time and has remained high."

Fu Yihang frowned as he watched the overwhelming news above.

"Is someone secretly manipulating?"

Because he cared about Mr. Fu, Fu Yihang only asked Song Ya to warn the reporters and the media in private to suppress the news a little.

Naturally, they dare not go against Fu Yihang's words.

Therefore, someone is behind this matter.

He has already let go and drove away Shen Simu, Mr. Fu will not use public opinion to force him anymore.

Fu Yihang has a feeling that there is someone else.

Song Ya nodded, thought for a moment and then said, "It's Miss Zheng, then this news was provided by Miss Zheng. Those people said that Miss Zheng gave them a lot of money to make the news big, and said that she The meaning is the meaning of Mr. Fu, those people naturally dare not go against it."

Zheng Yaoyi.

Fu Yihang squinted his eyes.

"Miss Zheng has always been on the same line with you. Maybe she did this just to perfuse Mr. Fu."

Fu Yihang said thoughtfully, "Help me find out who she has met with during this time."

……

In the evening, as soon as Shen Simu came home, he saw a tall figure at the door.

Fu Yihang leaned against the wall, lazily swiping his phone.

Seeing her coming, she straightened her body, "Why are you leaving get off work so late?"

"Mr. Fu, why are you here?"

"The housekeeper's wife has something to go back to her hometown, so I'll have a meal."

"This...is not appropriate."

"It's nothing inappropriate." Fu Yihang took the cover from her hand, and his voice rose, "I haven't finished repaying the favor I owed me before."

"..."

The two entered the house one after the other.

Shen Simu pursed her lips, "Mr. Fu, what do you want to eat?"

“Any home cooking is fine.”

Shen Si admired it, turned and walked into the kitchen.

Half an hour later, the food was served.

The three meat and three vegetables are all according to Fu Yihang's preferences.

Fu Yihang moved his chopsticks gracefully, "It will take some time for the housekeeper's wife to go back. During this time, I need to trouble you."

Shen Simu's hands froze.

"..."

She wanted to refuse, but the man seemed to come in the name of asking her to repay her favor, so she couldn't refuse.

The man turned his back to the stars in the dark night, staring at her with warm eyes.

In fact, Shen Simu knew very well that he did not lack servants at all, nor did he give her a chance to repay him.

The more she understood, the more confused her heart became.

Things seemed to have deviated from expectations after Mr. Fu made a big fuss.

Shen Simu closed her eyes, and a voice in her heart told her that this could not go on.

"Mr. Fu, you can go to Ms. Zheng, she should be happy to cook for you." She paused, "What I owe you, I will convert it into interest for you."

"I think our contract marriage should also end here."

Fu Yihang's expression sank a little.

He looked at her and could see the seriousness on her determined expression.

"Don't mention the divorce again." Fu Yihang immediately recovered his indifference, "Don't mention the severance of ties until you pay off what you owe me."

"Can……"

"Zheng Yaoyi and I have always been just friends, and the news is just speculation by the media."

Shen Simu swallowed all her words.

Emotions are intertwined.

Tangled.

After the meal, Fu Yihang sat on the sofa, turned on the computer, and moved his slender fingers on the keyboard to handle the work.

For two hours in a row, he maintained the same posture.

"Ring ring ring." The phone rang.

Shen Simu looked at the phone screen, it was the housekeeper's wife's phone.

She picked it up and walked to the balcony.

"Miss Shen, how are you these days?" The housekeeper's wife asked with concern, "Mr. Fu's temper is just like that. He just doesn't understand you, that's why he said that kind of thing. Don't take it to heart, and don't worry about it." Don't alienate Mr. Fu because of this matter."

"I know." Shen Simu looked into the distance, a little empty.

"When something like this happened, Mr. Fu felt uncomfortable. He always buried himself in his work, drinking and socializing every day. His stomach was originally bad, and now he is quite emaciated."

The housekeeper sighed.

She was looking at Fu Yihang, and seeing him like this made her feel uncomfortable.

Listening to her words, Shen Simu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but Fu Yihang seems to have lost a lot of weight.

All of this has nothing to do with me.

"Miss Shen, something happened to my family, so I went back to my hometown, and Mr. Fu has to trouble you to take care of me."

"Okay." Shen Simu held the phone and did not refuse.

Maybe this will reduce the guilt in her heart a little.

……

The night was getting darker and darker, but Fu Yihang still had no intention of leaving.

When it was eleven o'clock, Shen Simu couldn't help but said, "Mr. Fu, it's already very late."

"Well, I'll rest later."

"..." Shen Simu reminded again, "You should go back."

"I won't go back, prepare a quilt for me, I can just sleep on the sofa." Fu Yihang paused, "If you are sleepy, go to sleep first."

"..."

It looks like it's at home.

It seems that he does not intend to leave.

Shen Simu pursed her lips, and issued the order to evict guests, "Mr. Fu, this is not appropriate, you should go back to Fu's villa."

Fu Yihang stopped his fingers and looked sideways.

"You are my wife, there is nothing inappropriate for me to live with you." He said in a low voice, "I will trouble you to prepare breakfast for me tomorrow."

After all, Fu Yihang lived here.

There is only one bed at home, Shen Simu felt sorry and insisted on sleeping on the sofa by herself.

The two shied away for a while, and finally she was pushed into the bedroom by him.

It's 11:30.

The lights in the house were all off.

The moonlight came in, and in the darkness, Fu Yihang opened his eyes, his dark eyes looked at the ceiling, and there was a gentle smile in his eyes.

In the bedroom, Shen Simu was also awake.

Facing the wall connecting the living room, she felt turmoil in her heart.