385: C385 Your Wife will be Red!

C385 Your Wife will be Red!

Wanwan felt that the logic in this did not make sense and asked: [Is it settled?] ]

Sheng Yan: No, I wouldn't dare to reconcile with him. He was an adult, so he should be happy when the time comes. Anyway, I can't get rid of him for the time being. ]

Sheng Yan was very clear that the conflict between her and Mu Qichen was still there. The appearance that she was maintaining now was like a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water... It was all stolen.

Perhaps one day, when a new person and matter intervened, all this calm facade would be broken.

Sheng Yan had thought countless times, why would she nod her head at Mu Qichen?

Probably because she was lonely.

Yan Wanwan honestly said,... Friend, your thoughts are a little lame.

Sheng Yan: [???] ]

Yan Wanwan said, [But I still support you!]

Sheng Yan: [Wanbao kissed a woman!]

Wanwan had just finished chatting with Sheng Yan when she glanced out of the corner of her eye and noticed that Fu Sihan was not right.

The man leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes to take a nap. He was still in his usual relaxed posture, but when he looked closely, he could clearly feel his body tense and his brows slightly knitted. He looked very uncomfortable.

Wanwan's gaze stopped on his empty hand in his stomach, "Fu Sihan, what's wrong?"

Fu Sihan did not move. He only said two words after a while, "Nothing."

How could he be fine?

This voice did not sound right.

"Are you feeling unwell in your stomach?" Wanwan came to Fu Sihan's side and tilted her head to ask.

Not to mention whether he was really feeling unwell or not, just thinking about the pile of "trash" that he had just eaten made Fu Sihan feel uncomfortable in his heart.

Who knew if there was charcoal ashes on those dark things? Who knew if the meat was cooked or not? Who knew if those vegetables had been washed?

... Just thinking about it made him feel uncomfortable.

Fu Sihan slightly turned his body, his broad back facing Yan Wanwan.

Yan Wanwan saw that he was not feeling well and did not have the mood to be angry with him. With one hand supporting the leather cushion, she leaned over and asked patiently, "Fu Sihan, do you need to go to the hospital? Is it serious? I remember we still have stomach medicine at home... Hey, say something."

Wanwan was at a loss whether to go home and eat stomach medicine to make up for it or go to the hospital. If it was just a slight stomach discomfort, there was no need to go to the hospital.

The woman's fragrance leaned over. It was soft and sweet. Fu Sihan had always felt that Yan Wanwan had a similar milk fragrance on her body.

He did not know why a person in his twenties would still have this kind of fragrance.

"I did not eat dinner." After a while, the man who felt unwell finally opened his mouth.

Wanwan pouted, indicating that she did not take the blame. "I prepared dinner for you and put it in the fridge. Besides, you can already eat a lot of food cooked by the chefs at home... Don't think I don't know. " In order to give face to Fu Sihan, the last sentence was just a whisper.

The chefs in First-class Garden were the top chefs. In addition, the chefs were all cooking for Fu Sihan according to Yan Wanwan's usual cooking methods and recipes. Fu Sihan could still eat. However, Fu Sihan's stomach still refused the food in the restaurants outside.

Fu Sihan's face darkened. "Yan Wanwan, am I really your man?"

Wanwan was speechless. What do you think?

Chiang Yan, who had been silent in the front row, at this moment:???

Wasn't Young Master's gastric disease almost cured? Young Madam's food therapy for the past six months had not been in vain. Why would she eat a few bites of barbeque...

Chiang Yan thought for a while and chose to remain silent.

What did he say before? Young Madam was so kind, but she would definitely be fooled by Young Master, this big tail wolf!

Wanwan sighed, rolled up her sleeves a little, and covered Fu Sihan's stomach with her hands.

Fu Sihan was stunned for a very short moment. He felt a pair of soft little hands reaching over, patiently and gently rubbing. He felt it was all tenderness.

"It's not like I forced you to eat it." Wanwan focused on massaging Fu Sihan's stomach as she talked. "I already told you not to eat it, but you insisted on eating it. Your life as a Great Young Master, your stomach is precious. Can you eat barbecue?"

Fu Sihan, who was in a good mood, became angry again when he heard her. He looked at Yan Wanwan and said, "What do you mean big Young Master like me? I am different from you."

"I am different from you." Wanwan was baffled, "You are the heir of the Fu Family, Young Master. I am living under someone else's roof in the Yan Family."

Fu Sihan held Yan Wanwan's chin and stressed with her, "Yan Wanwan, you are the heir to the Fu Family, Young Madam. You are Mrs Fu. This is your true identity."

The scenery outside the window was clearly speeding by, but Wanwan felt that time had stopped at this moment. Even her heart skipped a beat because of Fu Sihan's words.

She did not know when, but the words "Mrs Fu" became synonymous with something that could move her heart.

"Remember? Hmm?" Fu Sihan was not satisfied with Yan Wanwan's reaction.

"... " En. " Wanwan nodded her head in a daze and her heart was somewhat sweet.

When they returned to First-class Garden, Wanwan poured Fu Sihan a cup of hot water, got some stomach medicine, and went to boil some porridge for him.

Fu Sihan looked at the yellow and flat medicine and was silent for two seconds.

Alright, he had to eat the medicine for the illness he had faked.

In any case, there wouldn't be any problems if he took it one or two more times.

- -

Before Fu Sihan could completely coax his wife, his wife had already prepared to leave for work.

The next day, Yan Wanwan brought her luggage to the airport and headed to a small island to record the third episode of Balsa's Challenge.

On the way to the airport, Fu Sihan's expression was sickly again. When he saw the Program Set, his "sickly" expression immediately turned into "cold.."

The director greeted Fu Sihan with a flattering smile.

Fu Sihan asked expressionlessly, "Didn't you say it was in the Sen Si Records?"

"Director Fu, our contract is mainly written in Sen Si University. But this issue is outside. Don't worry, we will take care of Wanwan for you!" The director smiled awkwardly. He did not understand what was wrong with increasing the level of filming in Program Set.

Your wife will be famous!

Originally, the third episode should have been recorded in the university. However, due to the first episode of the live broadcast, the second episode that was about to be broadcasted also had high expectations. Therefore, the Program Set planned to change the third episode to a wider outdoor area.

Its goal was actually to prolong the recording. Because Yan Wanwan and Sheng Yan had only signed the third episode of the contract, Yan Wanwan had already opened the doors of the international market. After that, she would definitely not continue to sign such variety shows. Sheng Yan came because of Yan Wanwan. When Yan Wanwan left the Program Set, Sheng Yan would not continue to keep her.

"You can go back. Goodbye!" Wanwan said goodbye to Fu Sihan. She did not want Fu Sihan to stay here all the time, because everyone in the crew was either looking at her or Fu Sihan secretly.

Fu Sihan glanced at the director.

The director understood what she meant and consciously stepped aside.1

"What's wrong?" Wanwan thought that Fu Sihan had something to tell her.

Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, the man suddenly took a step forward, grabbed the back of her head, and kissed her.

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