Seduction! Mr. Fu, who is abstinent, is moved.

Fu Sihan's expression was cold and stern, "A joke must be funny to be called a joke."

He had just explained to Shu Yihuan what happened between her and Yan Momo today. If she had heard what he just said, she would probably have misunderstood again...

After losing her memory, Shu Yihuan was much more sensitive and fragile than before because he was the only one in the world. Fu Sihan didn't want to make her sad anymore.

Seeing this, everyone quickly changed the topic.

Yanmomo pretended to be fine, smiled and lowered her head and pretended to eat, but hot tears fell silently, salty...

Then, she gritted her teeth, and the obsession in her heart became stronger.

……

After all, Shu Yihuan didn't have the courage to stay there, let alone open the door and face Fu Sihan's lies.

She walked toward the door of the hotel, her pace getting faster and faster.

Is he so special in his heart when he feasts on Momo? !

If the rumors in the company are true...

Yan Momo didn't reject Fu Sihan's confession. Does that mean she has nothing to do with her? !

In an instant, Shu Yihuan suddenly thought of a very old-fashioned question. She and Yan Momo fell into the water at the same time. Who would Fu Sihan choose to save? ! ! Does it matter that she will have a feast for Momo?

Shu Yihuan didn't know the answer, and didn't dare to think about it deeply, for fear that the truth behind this dreamy and beautiful marriage would be too cruel.

"Young Madam, why did you come out so quickly?"

Fu Zhou was standing in front of the Jinxiu Hotel smoking. Unexpectedly, he saw Shu Yihuan walking out quickly with a sullen face. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. He felt something was wrong and he quickly stepped forward to ask.

Shu Yihuan didn't want her fragile side to be exposed in front of others, so she calmed down and said, "It's nothing. I just see that they are still busy and feel that it won't be over for a while. I plan to go back first. This is for you."

With that said, she handed the coat to Fu Zhou.

Fu Zhou took it in a daze, with caution in his eyes, "Mrs. Madam, have you misunderstood something? Mr. Fu didn't mean to hide it from you. There is nothing between him and Miss Yan..."

When Shu Yihuan heard these words again, he felt that they were extremely ridiculous. There was sarcasm hidden in the words.

"I understand, they are just friends."

Even so, Fu Zhou felt strange when he heard it.

"Anyway, just don't get me wrong."

"Don't tell Fu Sihan that I've been here."

Shu Yihuan felt that Fu Zhou and Fu Sihan were just wearing the same pair of trousers, and she had completely lost the mood to continue talking to him. After saying this, she walked out calmly.

Fu Zhou looked at the coat in his hand, and then at Shu Yihuan's leaving figure. His whole body was messy in the wind.

Who should he listen to?

……

After the drinking party ended, it was already past one in the morning.

Everyone drank a lot tonight, and one after another they were helped out by the assistant...

Fu Sihan was fine, just slightly tipsy.

Fu Zhou also hurriedly ran up to greet him, "Mr. Fu, it's snowing. Please put on this coat to avoid catching a cold."

Fu Sihan looked at the clothes and frowned for a few seconds.

Why is this dress here?

When Fu Zhou thought about Shu Yihuan's explanation, he felt so overwhelmed that he had no choice but to make it up.

"Mr. Fu, I checked today's weather forecast in advance. I was afraid that you might catch a cold after socializing, so I brought it here in advance..."

Is that right?

But Fu Sihan didn't bother to care about such trivial matters.

He walked out and saw the heavy snow falling outside, like pear petals blown off by the wind, it was so beautiful.

Last night Shu Yihuan was still complaining that it had been snowing recently and there was no beautiful snow scene.

Now that the rain is so heavy, she should be very happy, right?

But at this point, the woman is probably already asleep...

Fu Sihan thought of Shu Yihuan, and the coldness in his eyebrows softened, and he slightly curled his thin lips, "Go home."

They had only been apart for a few hours, and he already missed her.

"Yes, Mr. Fu."

Fu Zhou drove Fu Sihan back to Jiuheyuan.

After arriving, as Fu Sihan expected, the bedroom was dark and Shu Yihuan had already fallen asleep.

She lay on her side covered with quilt and fell asleep, leaving only his back in the rich night.

Fu Sihan walked over and unconsciously stepped lightly.

Such a thing happened tonight. How could Shu Yihuan sleep? She just didn't know how to face Fu Sihan, so she started pretending to be asleep from the moment he came back.

Unexpectedly, Fu Sihan quietly came to her and placed a kiss on her forehead.

The strong smell of tobacco and alcohol hit her, mixed with the scent of perfume that was unique to Yan Momo. Shu Yihuan's stomach was filled with turmoil, and she felt like vomiting.

Especially when I think about Fu Sihan's acquiescence, that feeling becomes even stronger...

She pretended to have just woken up, pushed his chest twice, frowned and said, "My whole body smells terrible..."

Fu Sihan was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, "Are you awake?"

Shu Yihuan said casually, "I'm going to wake up from being smoked. Go take a shower."

Fu Sihan agreed, but did not leave. Instead, he said with a smile, "Huanhuan, did you know it's snowing outside? Haven't you been looking forward to a heavy snowfall before? Do you want to go over and have a look?"

She had already seen it.

He even went out to give him clothes...

Shu Yihuan felt knotty in her heart and didn't want to get close to him, so she pulled the quilt to cover herself.

"It's too cold. Don't go. It's up to you to see it yourself."

She thought Fu Sihan would give up after saying this, but what she didn't expect was that Fu Sihan suddenly picked her up with the quilt and said seriously, "This way it won't be cold."

No, he must be sick. Didn't you see that she was angry and unwilling?

However, Shu Yihuan had wrapped herself very tightly when she went to sleep. Now that he was holding her like this, her limbs were restrained, like a silkworm baby, unable to move at all.

Fu Sihan hugged her and opened the door to the bedroom balcony. Snowflakes fell from the sky, and the Soviet-style garden in Jiuhe Garden was covered with a layer of snow, as if he had suddenly entered another world.

He was holding Shu Yihuan, slightly drunk, and his breath was particularly hot.

"How's it going? Does it look good?"

Shu Yihuan calmed down and looked at the scenery outside with him holding her like this. There were also some snowflakes falling in their hair, like white heads, and she actually felt a little sad in her heart.

In her world, he was the only one, but in his world, she didn't seem to be the only one in her world.

Shu Yihuan lowered her eyelids in loneliness and twitched the corners of her lips, "Well, it's quite beautiful."

"What's wrong with you tonight? Are you angry because I came back late?" Fu Sihan belatedly noticed her abnormality and coaxed in a low voice, "I'll try my best to avoid socializing and spend more time with you at home, okay?" good?"