hurriedly reached out to turn off the screen of the mobile phone, rubbed his eyes again, and adjusted his emotions, Wen Rou whispered in the direction of the door, "Mother Wu, come in." ”

Mother Wu pushed the door in, saw that Wen Ruan was trying to fold her white shirt, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Madam, you will leave this kind of thing to us in the future." ”

The shirt was taken by Wu's mother, and she withdrew her hands softly with empty hands, "Wu's mother, is the baby awake?"

Mother Wu was arranging her shirt, "Little master, he has been picked up by the people in the old mansion." ”

Wen Rou gently buried her head when she heard this, and the loss in her tone was hard to hide, "That's ......"

"Madam, the old mansion will send the little master back in the afternoon. Mother Wu took in her soft emotions and whispered with relief.

"Hmm. ”

Wen Soft got up, his mood was still not high, "Let's go downstairs." ”

In the next few days, Wen Ruan and Wu's mother tacitly did not talk about Fu Tingxiao again.

Wen Soft stays at home all day long, and the only daily pastime is the piano, and in less than a week, he remembers the tunes of Bai Feng's new songs by heart, and he becomes more and more proficient when playing.

But under the calm life, there are undercurrents surging everywhere.

These undercurrents are surging around, and one day they will burst out, completely disrupting the soft life.

On the eve of Fu Tingxiao's return to China, Wen Soft put the baby to sleep, and pulled his slippers downstairs to pour a glass of water to drink, but when he came out of the kitchen, he heard a voice from the TV.

"The scandal between Mr. Fu and Miss Zhou Anqian is very loud, and it can be described as boiling, and there has been no response from both sides so far, does this mean that the two sides have made it public by default?"

The noisy entertainment presenter analyzed excitedly.

Gentle eyes, standing in place and cold.

"The identity of the mysterious Mrs. Fu has been revealed, and some reports have analyzed that the exposure of this photo is actually a signal released by Fu and Zhou to the outside world, and some people even assert that in the next period of time, Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu will frequently appear in public......"

Mrs. Fu......

This word, which is frequently mentioned in the news, is like a sharp short blade, piercing straight into the soft heart.

The corners of his mouth raised a somewhat sad smile, and he wanted to put the cup on the table in a trance, but he missed it for a while, and the cup fell directly in the air and fell into countless pieces.

Hearing the noise, Wu's mother hurriedly walked out of the room, "Madam, are you okay?"

Wen Soft shook her head, "Please help me clean up, I'll go upstairs first." ”

"Okay, you go and rest, and I'll leave it here. ”

Mother Wu came to Wen Rou and stretched out her hand to guide her around the debris and to the side.

After Wen Rou went upstairs, Wu's mother began to clean up the debris on the ground.

"Welcome everyone to continue to watch our show, just now we have analyzed the significance of the combination of Fu Tingxiao and Zhou Anqian......"

Mother Wu raised her eyes in surprise and slowly moved her gaze upstairs, and after a long time, a dull sigh came from the silent living room.

The night was dark, but the people in the bed turned to the side and couldn't sleep.

Carefully recalling what happened recently, Wen Rou finally recognized a cruel reality-

She is powerless to change the status quo.

Fu Tingxiao and Zhou Anqian were born a natural pair, talented and beautiful, this is a fact recognized by almost everyone, and she is destined to hide in the shadows for the rest of her life and become the existence that cannot see the light.

Now that he has recognized the reality, Wen Ruan had no choice but to put on a disguised mask and greet the return of Fu Tingxiao with a smile.

She strives to play the role of a caring wife, gentle and caring, and reasonable.

Fu Tingxiao stared at the soft, dim light, she smiled softly, but this smile completely changed in his eyes.

Suddenly a little irritable in his heart, Fu Tingxiao put down his chopsticks and said in a deep voice, "There is also document processing, I will go back to the study." ”

Wen Soft smiled and nodded, "Okay, then you can get busy first." ”

Fu Tingxiao lifted his eyes slightly, and the emotions in his dark eyes were surging.

Suddenly turned around, and dozens of seconds later, Wen Soft, who was sitting in the dining room, heard the sound of the study door being slammed shut.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Wen Rou re-grasped his chopsticks and continued to eat his dinner slowly.

When Wen Rou returned to the room, Fu Tingxiao was still busy in the study.

His eyelids grew heavier, his sleepiness rolled in, and he fell asleep leaning softly on the pillow as the gilded clock on the wall sounded the twelfth tap.

In my sleep, a slight cool touch suddenly came from my lips.

With a soft mutter, the delicate hand waved in front of him, and he was about to turn around and continue sleeping, but his breathing began to become difficult.

"Hmm......"

Wen Rou woke up completely, but the exclamation that could be made was swallowed by Fu Tingxiao.

The moonlight poured into the room, and with this cold light, Fu Tingxiao saw Wen Soft's little face that was almost wrinkled.

The feeling of irritability came to her heart again, and she reached out and rudely ripped open the lotus pink silk nightdress on Wen Soft's body, and her rough palm clasped her shoulders when she could barely move.

......

In the night, Wen Soft was firmly encircled in Fu Tingxiao's arms.

The nerves in the whole body were still in a tense state, and Wen Ruan tried to reach out and push Fu Tingxiao's arm away, but in the end they all failed.

The sour feeling always lingered on the tip of her soft nose, and she was dazed and desperate at this time.

It wasn't until dawn that Wen Rou finally fell asleep groggily, and when he woke up, it was already three poles of the sun.

At the dining table, the soft hand shook slightly, and the chopsticks in his hand failed to hold it steadily, rolling from the table to the ground.

Mother Wu intimately handed over a pair of brand-new chopsticks, picked up the old chopsticks, and reminded her in a low voice, "Madam, Mr. Fu is working in the study, I have prepared a fruit plate, you can send it over later." ”

Wu's mother is good at observing words and feelings, since Fu Tingxiao came back from a business trip last night, she felt that the atmosphere at home was weird, and this weird feeling did not subside this morning, but became much stronger.

Therefore, Wu's mother concluded that Wen Ruan and Fu Tingxiao must have quarreled last night.

Faced with Wu's mother's proposal, Wen Rou hesitated, but finally agreed.

The slender hand knocked on the thick pear wood door, and soon after, a male voice came from the room, almost without a trace of warmth, "Come in." ”

Pushing the door and walking in, the sound of the hand pounding on the ground made Fu Tingxiao look away from the papers.

"The fruit that Mama Wu asked people to prepare for you. Wen Rou tentatively touched the table, and then finally handed the fruit plate to the front with confidence.

Fu Tingxiao's eyebrows narrowed slightly, especially when he heard the word Wu's mother, his eyelids were raised, and he said indifferently, "Anything else?"