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"My stomach hurts, it really hurts..." She said in a low voice, wondering if it was because she was too emotional.

The lower abdomen seemed to be twisted hard by something, the pain caused her to involuntarily grasp the bed sheet, the warmth that belonged to Fu Conglin was still there.

When Fu Conglin closed the door, he looked back at Shi Wan. Her thin shoulders were too thin, and her upper body was precariously propped up. Her eyes were red, but her face was as pale as paper. It made people feel distressed for no reason.

But only for a second, his heart hardened again, and he left directly.

Shi Wan smiled bleakly, and fell back on the bed.

The tears swirling in her eyes finally couldn't help falling down, wet her temples.

Not long after she felt something, she got up from the bed, bent her body and clutched her stomach, and walked towards the bathroom.

When cleaning up, she found that there were no necessary things, so she could only use paper towels to put them first.

When turning to leave the bathroom, she accidentally slipped on her feet and hit her head against the corner of the storage table. The pain made her dizzy, and she closed her eyes for a while before standing up.

Returning to the room with difficulty, she took out her mobile phone and called Fu Conglin, but the other party didn't answer, so she sent a message, "Can you help me buy something for my menstrual period when you come back."

Because it was too late, she didn't go downstairs to get brown sugar water, she simply tidied up and went to bed to rest.

Holding the phone in her hand until she fell into a deep sleep, there was no movement on the phone.

Pretentious in her heart, and physically uncomfortable, Shi Wan didn't sleep well in the second half of the night.

Around six o'clock, Shi Wan endured the discomfort and dismissed the servant, borrowed something for emergency, and ordered the purchasing lady in the old house to buy necessities for her.

After tidying herself up, Shi Wan dragged herself downstairs.

At this time, the old house was very quiet, and the servants were all doing their own things. Seeing Shi Wan greeted him respectfully, Uncle Liu was a little surprised that Shi Wan got up so early.

Seeing that her face was not looking well, she asked with concern: "Young Mistress, what's wrong with you?"

Holding on to the crutches, Shi Wan moved step by step to the sofa, forced a smile, her lips were pale, "It's nothing serious, just a stomachache."

Uncle Liu is an elderly person. After the incident, he understood what it meant, so he hurriedly ordered his servants to go to the kitchen to make brown sugar ginger tea and porridge.

Shi Wan felt much better after drinking brown sugar ginger tea, so she didn't go upstairs and just sat in the living room.

At the beginning of seven o'clock, Mr. Fu got up to play with the birds, and when he saw Shi Wan, he chatted with her with a smile: "Why do you wake up so early, why don't you sleep more?"

"The air in the morning is good." Shi Wan said with a smile.

The old man nodded and asked again, "Where is Cong Rin, why didn't you see anyone else?"

Shi Wan still smiled and replied without changing her face: "His company has urgent matters, so he has left first."

The old man complained a few words, but didn't say much else.

During breakfast, Duan Suhua asked about Fu Conglin. Before Shi Wan could speak, the old man put on a straight face, "You don't care about your good son, who stays away from home every day, and doesn't know how to take care of his wife after marrying him. He messes around outside. of."

On the surface, Duan Suhua didn't dare to say anything to the old man, but secretly gave Shi Wan several glances, thinking that Shi Wan and the old man had filed a complaint.

Fu Conglin's father, Fu Guangming, was quietly at the side. He has entered middle age, and he still looks energetic and handsome. Without the cold energy of Fu Conglin, he looks much gentler and more peaceful.

Because of Fu Conglin's absence, everyone was a little bit less interested in the meal.

After eating, Shi Wan went upstairs.

Duan Suhua nagged Shi Wan in front of Fu Guangming for a few words, but was interrupted by his gentle voice: "Dad is right, you also know that the rumors outside have indeed had a lot of influence on our Fu family."

Duan Suhua was not very happy: "Can we blame Cong Rin for this matter? Isn't it all because of that Shi Wan? If she hadn't been so jealous and insisted on flirting with that Song Banxia, ​​our Cong Rin would have been beaten by Dad. ?"

While Shi Wan was hospitalized with a fever, rumors about the charity dinner reached Mr. Fu's ears. Mr. Fu was very angry and resorted to family methods that he hadn't used for many years. Mr. Fu has been a soldier all his life and has a stubborn temper. Not light.

Fu Conglin was covered in blood with a whip, and Duan Suhua was scolded instead of pleading for mercy. He didn't like Shi Wan at first, but he also resented Shi Wan for a while.

Speaking of this, Fu Guangming looked serious, looking at his wife who had been pampered by him for many years, "You have to tell him about this, he is already married, and he is still entangled with other women, Shi Wan It's normal to have a little temper."

"Why can't you get entangled? It's that woman who insists on pestering our family, Cong Lin. Besides, I really thought that a rich wife in a wealthy family is so easy to be. When you were young, I also dealt with a lot of messes for you." Duan Suhua dismissed Lips curled, not too happy to mention this.

"Okay, dad is not in good health, just listen to what he says." The man hurried out, comforted his wife, and left the old house.
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Shi Wan's cell phone received several strange text messages.

She ignored it.

Because she pulled out Mrs. Charlotte in the back garden, Fu Conglin was angry and broke the screen of the mobile phone, and it was not sensitive to the touch.

She clicked on WeChat, but the screen jumped to the next message.

Shi Wan pursed her lips and clicked in naturally.

A few words and some pictures came into her eyes majestically.

Shi Wan's fingers trembled, her pupils shrank, and she couldn't believe it.

In the photo, a man and a woman are sleeping together, the woman is leaning on the man's arms intimately, the man has a handsome side face, deep brows and eyes, but his chest is bare, which is familiar to Shi Wan, her husband who hasn't returned all night - Fu Conglin .

[We are asleep. ]
[If I get hurt casually, Cong Lin cares about me so much, so what are you? ]

[Miss Shi, Cong Lin loves me, don't you understand? ]
[Do you think your tricks of pretending to be pitiful can make Cong Lin feel sorry for you?You are nothing but a joke. ]
"Pa-ta." The phone suddenly slipped from Shi Wan's hand and fell to the ground, making a dull knocking sound.

Shi Wan raised her hand to cover her chest, where there seemed to be a pair of invisible big hands, tightly grasping her heart, ravaging it forcefully, overwhelming pain hit her, making her throat tight and her face pale.

She felt really ridiculous.

She clearly knew that Fu Conglin went to Song Banxia's place and didn't return overnight, so something might happen, but when the facts were in front of her eyes, it made her extremely painful.

This is the man she has loved deeply for two years.

For the sake of other women, regardless of her request, she left without looking back, and even slept in the same bed with Song Banxia.

Handsome men and beautiful women are like a pair of lovers who are perfect for each other.

Even for Fu Conglin's sake, she had to cover for him. She was obviously going to Song Banxia's place, but she said that she went to the company because of an emergency.

How ironic.

Isn't he always a clean freak, but he slept in another woman's bed.