For the first time, Wen Yiru said that she had changed her mind and would not break off the engagement, and asked Fu Huaizhi to give her some more time.
Before leaving, she said she would see him again in two days.
Two days passed quickly, and when the agreed time came, Wen Yiru hadn't shown up yet, and Fu Huaizhi knew that he had been deceived again.
Full of manic depression and anger that he shouldn't believe her, Fu Huaizhi didn't even know when he fell asleep. He only knew that when he woke up in the middle of the night, Wen Yiru was lying next to his hospital bed.
The cold moonlight filtered in through the transparent glass window, and the already beautiful woman lost her devastatingly bright and arrogant appearance during the day, and became a little more gentle and obedient.
And when she fell asleep, she was still holding the corner of his clothes in her hands.
At that moment, Fu Huaizhi felt that he seemed to be a little bit closer to success.
But when she opened her eyes at dawn, she didn't recognize him.
Fu Huaizhi was so angry that his teeth itched, and he only regretted that he didn't take a photo with his cell phone the night before.
At this moment, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and both of them were awake.
Wen Yiru admitted clearly that she came for him.
"This time... you won't quibble?"
His lips were warm and slid across her slender neck, kissing or not. The man's eyes were filled with the joy of "finally waiting for this day".
As if being burned by the blazing light of joy, Wen Yiru raised her eyes and looked at him, "Well, no more quibbles!"
Fu Huaizhi breathed out lowly.
"Anything happen this afternoon?"
"I'm going to meet the director at three o'clock and then do some styling. At seven o'clock in the evening..."
"when will it finish?"
"Maybe... it will be very late."
Behind him is the door, and in front of him is him, their two bodies tightly pressed against each other.
So much so that Wen Yiru could easily feel every subtle change in his body.
He was clearly ready to go, but the tip of his nose touched the tip of her nose. Not only did he have no intention of doing anything, but he didn't even have the intention of kissing her.
Feeling ashamed and annoyed in her heart, when Wen Yiru was about to turn her head away, the man's forehead was pressed against hers, "If it weren't for the fear of ruining your look today, this skirt on your body would have turned into a rag, do you believe it?"
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Wen Yiru was startled.
Fu Huaizhi had already let go of her, and pointed to the sofa in the living room with a look of disgust, "Sit there, stay away from me!"
With that said, Fu Huaizhi turned around and sat in the chair behind the desk.
That depressed and angry expression seemed to get angrier every time she looked at it.
Wen Yiru smiled proudly.
The well-behaved and docile little woman shone brightly in an instant and turned into that bright and flamboyant star again.
Fu Huaizhi's eyes hurt from looking at it, "Stop laughing, if you laugh again, I..."
"What do you want?"
Wen Yiru threw the bag in her hand on the sofa, walked around the desk, and sat in Fu Huaizhi's arms.
Fu Huaizhi took a breath of cold air, "Wen Yiru, I advise you to be self-aware and don't provoke me! Otherwise, I will let you..." You can't go anywhere today, not to mention the publicity meeting, even the door of this office.
Neither can get out.
"What do you want me to do?"
Facing Wen Yiru's bright and almost arrogant eyebrows, Fu Huaizhi paused before finishing his words.
Only one pair of hands pinched her waist tightly, "Ancestor, can you go over and sit for a while? Let's talk. After a while, I will see you off..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman kissed him.
"Fu Huaizhi..."
Wen Yiru's voice was so charming that it could drip with tears, "You, if you... leave a mark, I will... I will..."
After all, he couldn't say a complete sentence, but the man's movements were much lighter.
As if she were a feather that would fly away if it got a little heavier.