179: C179 Third Young Master Apologize

C179 Third Young Master Apologize

Even Fu Sihan was shocked by this scene.

She went back just like that?

She went back just because he asked her to?

She wasn't usually so obedient!

Fu Sihan was so angry that he threw the pen.

After a while, he called Chiang Yan in and asked, "Where's Yan Wanwan?"

Chiang Yan felt desperate in his heart, but his face was expressionless. "Young Madam has returned to First-class Garden." It was you who personally asked her to leave.

Fu Sihan gritted his teeth. It had been many years since he had been sulked like this.

Chiang Yan continued, "Young Master, the competition of Top Road will be held the day after tomorrow. The second and third rounds will be held together. This time, it will be held for a week."

Young Madam was about to go to the competition. If you did not leave the hospital soon, you would not be able to see Young Madam again for more than ten days. It would be half a month's worth of time. Oh!

After Chiang Yan said this, he saw Young Master's face turn cold again.

If it was in the past, Yan Wanwan would still cautiously ask him if he could go. If he was unhappy, he would not allow her to go.

But now, Fu Sihan was afraid that Yan Wanwan would be locked up in First-class Garden. That little girl would have to cry with him.

After a while, Fu Sihan suddenly stood up. "Get out of the hospital!"

He walked a few steps and said to Chiang Yan, "Go and customize a cake."

"???" Chiang Yan thought about it. It was not anyone's birthday today. "What kind of cake do you want?"

Fu Sihan glanced over coldly.

Chiang Yan did not dare to ask anymore. He had already guessed who bought this cake for.

Wanwan did not expect that after she returned home for less than three hours, Fu Sihan also came back.

He was also carrying an exquisite blue square box in his hand.

Wanwan greeted him politely and did not say much.

Fu Sihan felt that he was about to explode from anger. Yan Wanwan was like a ball of soft cotton, very annoying.

"Come here." Fu Sihan put the cake on the coffee table and waved at Yan Wanwan. "Open it."

Opening the square box, Wanwan opened her eyes wide in surprise. "Cake? Your birthday?"

"No, I bought it for you."

"Thank you, I'm not hungry now." Wanwan liked to eat desserts, but she rarely went out to buy them. Most of the time, she would make them according to her favorite taste.

Under the light, the man's thin lips were tightly pursed.

Wanwan clearly felt Fu Sihan's anger, but she held it in and did not say anything to her.

When she realized this, Wanwan felt a little happy in her heart.

"I must eat it! Now!" Fu Sihan commanded with a cold expression.

... He was straightforward for less than three seconds.

Wanwan did not want to have a direct confrontation with him, so she took the spoon and took a bite.

The outer layer was the chocolate mousse that melted in the mouth, the soft and fragrant cheese inside was called Qi Feng, and the cheese should have been mixed with some white wine and lemon juice, which perfectly neutralized the chocolate's greasy taste.

Wanwan had a very high demand for desserts, and this cake unexpectedly suited her taste. One taste and one would know that it was the work of a dessert master.

"Continue eating." Fu Sihan saw that she took a bite and stopped. He said, "Finish eating."

... "Third Young Master, six inches of cake, you want me to finish it alone?" Wanwan did not want to talk to him anymore and could not help but complain at this moment.

Did he want to suffocate her to death? Or did he want her to gain 10 pounds of meat before the competition?

Fu Sihan considered Yan Wanwan's cat-like appetite and changed his words unwillingly, "Eat half."

“...” Why should he eat half? What's wrong with you?

Wanwan happened to be a little hungry and did not bargain with him for the time being. She took the spoon and continued to eat.

She was very glad that she did not gain weight from eating. Otherwise, her career and dream would have been ruined by food.

Yan Wanwan liked to dig a triangle when eating cake. Very quickly, she dug to the center of the cake and found a piece of edible candy paper hidden inside.

"Eh?"

The place where the candy paper appeared was too strange.

Wanwan took out a pair of chopsticks and picked up the candy paper. There were actually words on it!

Three dry words: [Sorry]

Wanwan was confused for a moment. She remembered what she said to Fu Sihan before, "Can't you apologize to me?" and an unbelievable guess crossed her mind.

Wanwan turned around to ask Fu Sihan for confirmation. The man who was sitting next to her and watching her eat the cake suddenly stood up and walked out with big steps.

"Third Young Master, this..."

Fu Sihan did not seem to hear her and did not even stop walking.

"Third Young Master!"

"Third Elder Brother?!?!"

"Fu Sihan!"

...

Wanwan tried calling him ___, but the man walked faster and faster. He walked out of the main building and closed the door with a bang.

Wanwan stared at the direction he left in for a few seconds and looked at the candied paper in his hand.

He was apologizing to her, right?

He ran away after apologizing. Why was this man so awkward and did not apologize?

Wanwan thought about it. With Fu Sihan's domineering personality, with his background and status, he indeed had the right to not apologize.

Perhaps, he really had never apologized.

"Hehe..."0

Wanwan thought back to Fu Sihan's actions and found it funny, so she really laughed.

The sulky feeling in her chest was replaced by the sweet and soft taste of the cake, dispersing all the gloominess.

At dinner time, Fu Sihan still did not appear.

Wanwan gave him the best dinner, and Chiang Yan did not come to get it.

Wanwan waited until ten o'clock and he still did not appear. She first washed up and prepared to sleep.

If Wanwan went to the balcony to take a look, she would be able to see a scarlet flame not far away.

Fu Sihan held the cigarette between his fingers and took a puff. He waited until the lights in the master bedroom were extinguished before returning half an hour later.

Just as he walked to the staircase, Fu Sihan suddenly remembered that he did not have dinner.

He thought of something and turned the corner towards the restaurant.

"Young Master, Young Madam made dinner for you, but it's cold now." The maid on night shift said.

Yan Wanwan made autumn sunflower steamed eggs, chestnuts tea tree mushroom chicken soup, pork fried mushrooms stewed with mountain medicine, lemon lamb chops tonight.

It was almost all stomach nourishing dishes.

The dishes were already completely cold, but just by looking at the taste, it was also very appetizing. When they got closer, they could still smell the fragrance of the food.

Finally, it was not the same kind of plate presentation as the ones in the hotel a few days ago.

Fu Sihan was in a good mood and ordered the maids, "Warm it up for me."

The maid was shocked. Young Master actually ate hot cold dishes? He actually did not ask Young Madam to cook fresh food for him? !

After the gluttony, Fu Sihan returned to his room.

There was a small bump in the middle of the OvERZED bed, and the woman's seaweed-like hair was scattered outside the blanket. Under the moonlight, it was soft.

Seeing this scene, Fu Sihan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense for the past few days, finally settled down. The corner of Fu Sihan's mouth raised slightly. He walked into the bathroom and washed up before returning to his bed.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Sihan saw Yan Wanwan burying most of her face under the blanket. Her small face was once under the pillow. Her movements were rusty, but she gently tucked the blanket down a little to avoid affecting her breathing.

Fu Sihan entered the blanket and placed his big hand on Yan Wanwan's abdomen. He used his arm to pull her into his embrace tightly.

Wanwan's back was facing him, and she suddenly turned around and walked over.

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