After the wrong marriage, she became the wife of the first chaebol

Fu Jinshen's words were delicious, which made Shen An'an feel full.

Is the boss sick?

Talking is really getting more and more abnormal.

After dinner, Shen An'an packed up the lunch box and threw it out. When she returned to the office, Fu Jinshen had already returned to work at the desk.

As far as Shen An's eyes could see, the desk was full of documents, more than twice as many as at noon.

When will this be seen?

Seeing that Fu Jinshen was so serious, she didn't say much, but sat quietly on the sofa playing with her mobile phone.

Unknowingly, when it was eleven o'clock, Shen An'an's eyes almost narrowed when she looked at the phone. She poked her head out of the sofa and looked at Fu Jinshen.

He was still very focused, just took off his glasses and pinched the corners of his eyes from time to time, then continued to read the documents.

It's so late, he doesn't plan to read so many documents overnight, does he?

It was said that Fu Jinshen's body was delayed by himself when he was most likely to recover, so now he needs to take care of it more carefully.

With such a high-intensity work, within a week, her and Wen Yan's efforts were all in vain.

"Husband..." Shen Anan called out tentatively.

"If you're tired, I'll ask Lin Ming to take you back first, and I won't be going back today." Fu Jinshen said with a restrained voice, and flipped through a page of documents along the way.

"You work overtime all night?" Shen Anan asked in surprise.

"Ah."

"..."

He is really desperate!

Shen An'an pursed her lips. If Fu Jinshen died suddenly, the Fu family would definitely blame her for not taking good care of him!

She had to find a way to get Fu Jinshen to rest earlier.

Shen An'an's mind turned quickly, and a cunning flashed in his eyes.

She deliberately yawned loudly, and then said with exhaustion: "Mom said that I must take good care of you. If you don't sleep, then I will accompany you. I...ha..."

With that said, Shen An'an yawned again.

Fu Jinshen raised his eyes and glanced at her. Knowing her tricks, he said coldly, "It's up to you."

Shen An'an bit her lip: This man doesn't play cards according to common sense!Do you understand pity for fragrance and pity for jade?

snort!She couldn't believe she couldn't cure him!

Shen An'an lay back on the sofa, and then took out foundation and eye shadow from her bag.

In the past, she would never take these things out, but now she has to live according to her sister's habits. After all, which celebrity doesn't have cosmetics in her bag?

She painted her face white in front of the small mirror, and then whitened it, and then outlined the eye sockets with brown-red eye shadow, so that she would look pale, red eye sockets, and very tired.

She looked at herself in the mirror and grinned with satisfaction. Although it was a bit creepy, the effect was surprisingly good.

Fu Jinshen should take pity on her now, and go back to sleep with her earlier, right?

I don't know...

Fu Jinshen was holding his chin and looking through the glass of the bookcase opposite the sofa to see Shen Anan messing with his face. When he raised his head suddenly, he almost lost his grip.

She really didn't work for a day and felt uncomfortable all over.

What are you doing dressed like this now?

Are you going to take him home in shock?

He wanted to see what else she could do.

After a while, Shen An'an began to cough on the sofa, as if he was feeling very uncomfortable.

Fu Jinshen asked cooperatively, "What's wrong?"

Shen An Anshun climbed up the pole, propped up his body slowly, and laid his head on the back of the sofa.

"Husband, I feel a little uncomfortable."

After finishing speaking, Shen Anan raised her head and looked at Fu Jinshen.

With scarlet eye sockets and pale face, no one would dare to be so pale after three days of death.

Fu Jinshen was a little tired at first, but he was teased by her inexplicably. He wanted to laugh but he held back. He really wanted to know what she was trying to do after so much trouble.

"Why are you like this?" Fu Jinshen pretended to be surprised.

"Maybe it's because I didn't rest. I was a little too excited yesterday when I knew that I was going to come to the company for an internship, so I didn't sleep well. Now I stay up late again. I suddenly feel uncomfortable. My husband, will I die suddenly?"

"No, you already look like a dead person." Fu Jinshen held his glasses, and hid his smile.

"..."

The corner of Shen An'an's mouth twitched, who the hell!

But the play can't be played halfway, so she coughed twice and continued: "Husband, I'm not worried about myself, I'm more worried about you."

"I'm so young, I didn't sleep well for two nights and became like this. You said you are at this age, shouldn't you protect yourself more?"

"Hey, I know you don't care about me, so...it's okay, I just want to be with you, even if it's a sudden death, it's worth it, cough cough cough..."

Shen An'an coughed again after finishing talking about tea and tea.

Fu Jinshen paused for turning the page, and looked at him: "You want me to rest earlier after talking so much?"

Shen An'an's eyes were immediately stained with light: "Yes."

Fu Jin lowered his eyes deeply, and seemed to be flipping through the documents, but he didn't read a single word, and the paper in his hand was almost torn.

"why?"

"Because your eyes are full of red blood." Shen An'an finished speaking in a low voice, and then added loudly, "Because I'm really sleepy."

She took a sneak peek at Fu Jinshen, probably she didn't hear what she said earlier?

I heard.

In such a quiet room, Fu Jinshen couldn't even hear him, but... he didn't know how to respond.

Ever since he was a child, he has been the pride of heaven in the eyes of others, omnipotent and tireless, except for his parents and a few friends, no one has ever asked him if he has eaten?Tired?

What a normal person needs to do, in the eyes of others, he doesn't seem to need it at all.

So from Shen An'an's mouth, he couldn't feel the truth for a while.

The atmosphere was quiet for a while, Fu Jinshen closed the document in his hand, looked at Shen An'an and hooked his fingers.

"come over."

"it is good."

Shen An'an thought that Fu Jinshen wanted her to push the wheelchair back, so she walked up to him with a big white face.

The result... Mmmmm.

Fu Jinshen raised his hand and pinched her cheeks, making her mouth pout.

"Are you so young? My age? Huh?" Fu Jinshen tightened his slender fingers.

"Mmmmm..." I'm sorry.

"Are you brave enough to curse me for sudden death?"

"No, no, no..." Dare not dare.

Shen Anan looked at Fu Jinshen pitifully and begged for mercy.

Fu Jin took a deep look at her, and his breathing became disordered.

Although this face is really dead white, but the red eye sockets and wet pupils look very moving, making people want to mess with her severely.

His brows tightened, and his grip on her face deepened.

"Uh...it hurts..." Shen Anan narrowed her eyes in pain.

Fu Jinshen immediately let go of her, restrained his breathing, then took out a handkerchief and wiped the liquid foundation on his fingers as if nothing had happened.

"There is a lounge in the office, go to sleep, I will come in in half an hour, start now, shut up!"

"good husband."

Shen An'an rubbed her cheeks, and brought down a piece of liquid foundation, which stained her entire face, but she didn't notice it, and smiled deeply at Fu Jin.

Fu Jinshen looked at her holding her forehead, her slightly drooping handsome face couldn't stop smiling.

Shen An'an didn't see Fu Jin smiling deeply, but was looking for a lounge in the office.

where?

Doesn't the lounge even have a door?

Fu Jinshen said lightly: "Push the bookcase."

"..."

Chamber of Secrets?