"You're back, have you had dinner?" Su Cen took off his shoes, then walked to the sofa next to him, sat down, folded his hands together and put them on his legs. I don't know why, every time he faced him, She was inexplicably nervous.
Shen Mohan glanced at her with an unpredictable expression and said calmly, "I didn't have time."
The rich and magnetic baritone sounded cold to Su Cen's ears. She had been married for more than a year, and she had only met him a handful of times. This marriage was really what he said, and he was just Gave her a 'position' as Mrs. Shen!
In the eyes of outsiders, she is an enviable young lady from a wealthy family, a very famous Mrs. Shen. I am afraid that only she knows what life in a wealthy family is like. This is what the so-called self-knowledge of joys and sorrows is like.
"Then I'll get you something to eat." Su Cen stood up in a hurry and got into the kitchen. Although his walking posture was still upright, his steps were a little messy and his body was a little stiff.
"Yeah" Shen Mohan responded, raised his eyebrows inexplicably, raised his head, and stared at Su Cen's stiff back for a long time with his phoenix eyes narrowed...
Su Cen, who was busy in the kitchen, thought of her mother and aunt's instructions, and her mind was in turmoil. She didn't know how to tell him about the child. As his legal wife, she neither dared nor wanted to ask him anything about him. , like a puppet doll, doing whatever he wants, for fear that if he is not satisfied, the marriage will be ruined.
Subconsciously, Su Cen wanted to get married in name only, but in fact, she was afraid that he would file for divorce. It wasn't that she didn't want to lose this marriage, but that she couldn't lose it! Her family wouldn't allow it. She lost this marriage!
In about half an hour, four dishes and one soup, all delicious and delicious, were in Su Cen's hands and magically appeared on the dining table.
"The craftsmanship is very good, why don't you eat it?" Shen Mohan tasted the delicacies on the table with a very elegant look, and did not hesitate to praise him. He glanced at Su Cen who was sitting opposite and said calmly.
"Thank you. It's okay if you don't mind. I used it in the hospital with my mother." Su Cen's face was a little hot and her smile was a little unnatural because she told a little lie. When she came back from the hospital, she was full of emotions. My mind is all about the children and I can't eat anything at all.
"How is mom? Are you okay?" Shen Mohan stared at her reddish face and was lost for a moment.
"Well, he's recovering well. Thank you for your concern."
They had always been so polite and distant before, treating each other as if they were guests.
Silent night, silent people.
His calm face showed no trace of what he was thinking. Su Cen, who claimed to be a Buddha, couldn't help but swallow his saliva and try to calm the throbbing in his heart.
He has the ability to make people crazy, which she will never deny, but this does not mean that she will live and die for him.
There is a saying that goes, 'Some men, it hurts whether you want them or not.' She really can't afford a man like him!
She knew very well about their marriage that as long as one of them left, it would become a thing of the past and everything would disappear.
The so-called husband and wife, the so-called love, only exist in the mouths of others, but not in one's own life.
Feeling her gaze, Shen Mohan raised his head. Their eyes met in the air, but it made no sense. There was no shadow of her in his eyes, and there was no existence of him in hers. They were two parallel lines that could never intersect. .
"Shen Lang is engaged tomorrow, let's attend together."