It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

She lowered her head and said nothing. Her long hair hung down, blocking that thin and bloodless face.

No one knows better than him that Xiang Elegy is abnormally thin. Every time he touches her skin, his hands fall on her skin, and when he touches it, it's all bones.

The most vivid impression was that once, she was standing on the balcony, her long hair blowing away with the wind, and he was standing in the bedroom, watching her wearing clothes that were one size bigger, as if she would be blown down by the wind at any moment.

Several times, he wondered why someone could be so thin.

"Did you hear that, let you eat more, eat a little every meal like a kitten, and pretend to be pitiful for who?"

A cold and familiar male voice sounded above his head, and the movement of eating to the dirge stopped.

She instinctively looked at Fu Chengxun's expression, the man's face was still covered with a layer of frost, and there was a hint of mockery at the corner of his lips.

Recalling what the man said just now, Xiang Elegy's eyes were suddenly sour.

In his opinion, is she eating less because she is acting pitiful?
play poor?
What an interesting sentence, if possible, she also wants to eat more, if possible, she also wants to take good care of her body and look stronger.

But there are some things that are no longer what she wants.

"What are you talking about, won't you eat your meal quietly?" Gu Nuanyang reprimanded Fu Chengxun in a low voice.

He opened his mouth to comfort Elegy again: "Xiao Ge, ignore him, act as if you didn't hear what he said."

Xiang Elegy paused for half a second, raised his head, with a gentle smile on his face: "Auntie, I'm going to the bathroom."

Gu Nuanyang was stunned, then nodded: "Go."

Xiang Elegy got up, bent over, and walked towards the bathroom. Gu Nuanyang's low voice came from behind him.

"I said, Fu Chengxun, can't you speak well? Do you have to make the good atmosphere extra embarrassing for you to be happy?"

Toilet.

Xiang Elegy clasped her hands together, took a handful of water and put it on her face, the coolness from the cold water made her shrink back.

His eyes fell on himself in the mirror.

There was a hint of a smile on his pale, bloodless face.

He said it was a smile, but Xiang Elegy didn't realize that he was laughing.

It was obvious that her eyes were desolate and empty, but how could she still laugh silently?
Is it because of Gu Nuanyang's protection, or because of Fu Chengxun's sarcasm for many days.

"Why, seeing my mother trouble me many times for you, do you feel that you have a backer?"

Behind him, a man's mocking voice sounded, and Xiang Elegy froze. After a while, she turned her head and her eyes fell on the face of the noble man.

She took out a tissue and wiped the water off her face: "Mr. Fu thinks, what is a backer?"

"Xiang Elegy, I am asking you, what right do you have to ask me back?"

The scolding sound was as cold as the cold wind, and the elegy was silent for half a second, and the smile on the corner of his lips slowly widened: "Yes, I am different from Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu is high on the mountain, but I am just Mr. Fu bought a toy, so what right do you have to ask Mr. Fu back?"

Compromising to the elegy did not make Fu Chengxun's complexion any better, on the contrary, his complexion became even more sullen.

"Xiang Elegy, I am here to warn you that my mother is kind-hearted and thinks you are a good person, but I know your true face very well. You'd better not think that with my mother around, you can change your current situation. "