Half a year after getting married, Chunxi stepped into the home that belonged to her and Fu Shiyou for the second time.

It was the maid Aunt Wu who came to open the door, and when she saw Chunxi, she was stunned for a moment: "...... Too, wife?!"

Chunxi responded: "Hmm." ”

Aunt Wu was a little embarrassed and at a loss, because she didn't recognize her at the first time.

Chunxi didn't blame her, after all, her wife had only lived here for less than two days.

Aunt Wu hurriedly welcomed her in, and while taking the suitcase in her hand, she said, "Mr. hasn't come back yet, but it should be soon, he will be very happy to see you come back." ”

Chunxi didn't speak, and she paused in her steps.

"...... madam?" Aunt Wu stopped suspiciously, and then her face froze instantly.

——Looking along the line of sight of Chunxi, on the shoe rack in the corner of the living room, there is a pair of very conspicuous red women's high heels, and they are obviously worn.

That's not from Spring Creek.

Aunt Wu reacted, and explained with a somewhat evasive gaze: "That's the shoes of Wen Tezhu next to Mr., she once followed Mr. over for work reasons, and accidentally broke her foot, so she changed her shoes here, and then she forgot to take the shoes away." ”

Chunxi chuckled and didn't say anything.

If there really is nothing, Aunt Wu's reaction is inevitably too big.

She wasn't surprised.

She knew that Fu Shiyou was actually reluctant to marry her, even though they woke up in the same bed and were seen by many people.

If she was really just an inconsequential star, he might have been able to send her away easily.

But she still has an identity, she is the daughter of the Wei family, although she did not grow up in the Wei family, and the head of the Wei family has never mentioned her to outsiders over the years, but her mother Liangyun is the current mother of the Wei family, which is an unchangeable fact.

Not to mention the relationship between the Wei family and the Fu family for so many years, it is the countless entanglements in the interests of the two families, so Fu Shiyou can't send her away at will.

So they got married.

Some people envy her, from an unknown starlet, to a wealthy wife, and her husband is still the ruler of a wealthy family.

But no one knows how much Fu Shiyou dislikes her.

is so disgusted that he doesn't even want to make the wedding public, and he doesn't even want to mention that he already has a wife.

"Give it to me. Chunxi took back the suitcase that was not heavy in Aunt Wu's hand and went upstairs by herself.

After a slight pause in the hallway, she finally crossed the other bedrooms and made her way to the master bedroom.

The master bedroom is large and full of the atmosphere of Fu Shiyou.

When she left, she left something here, but now she can't see anything.

I don't know if it was put away by Aunt Wu, or thrown away by Fu Shiyou.

Chunxi opened the suitcase, took out the contents of the same thing, and found a place to put it.

As soon as I cleaned up, I heard movement downstairs.

After a while, someone pushed the door open.

Chunxi turned around and saw a tall and long-legged figure standing at the door.

His facial features were tough and handsome, probably because he had drunk wine, and his face was slightly red.

The buttons of his silver-gray blazer were unbuttoned, and the tie was pulled loosely, revealing a slight sense of uninhibited chic.

Even if the man was just standing casually, he looked intimidating.

Seeing Chunxi, he was slightly stunned, and then his brows furrowed fiercely.

"Why are you here?!"

Chunxi looked at ease, she turned around, crouched on the ground with her back to him, and unzipped the empty suitcase.

She said, "I'm your wife, shouldn't I be here?"

When Fu Shiyou heard this, he sneered, and irritably pulled his tie looser, his eyes were full of coldness, "What's going on with this marriage, you know it, even if the law recognizes it, I won't admit it, I thought I had made it very clear!"

Chunxi stood up, as if she was not affected by his words in the slightest.

But when she turned around, she saw that face showing disgust for herself, and her heart seemed to be pricked by a needle.

She looked back and said, "I don't understand what you mean. ”

"Don't you understand?" Fu Shiyou looked at her coldly, "Do you think that half a year has passed, and I can't find evidence of your deliberate design?"

Chunxi didn't hear it, and pulled the suitcase to put the empty box in the cabinet.

But as soon as his hand touched the cabinet door, Fu Shiyou's voice sounded, it sounded extremely cold, almost frostbitten: "Take your things and go out!"

Chunxi's movements paused.

"If you don't want to do it yourself, I don't mind letting others help you, but at that time, Miss Liang Chunxi, I'm afraid you won't have any face. ”

For Chunxi, Fu Shiyou didn't have much patience, and he didn't directly say "get out" at this time, which was already very face-saving.