Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

Wen Wan and Fang Linfeng exchanged simple greetings for more than ten minutes, and then asked Su Yan to see the guests off on the pretext of being tired.

Back in the room, she leaned on the bed and thought about Fang Linfeng's words and deeds just now. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with her, and the guilt and intimacy towards her didn't seem fake.

If according to what she had guessed before, the Lan family was making friends with her in a hypocritical manner, then it would be enough to simply send something, why would Fang Linfeng be so humble?

The more she thought about it, the more she sank, her mind became very confused, so she just lay down and closed her eyes to rest her mind, and gradually fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already dark, but Shen Moling hadn't come back yet.

Wen Wan went downstairs to eat, Su Yan prepared a lot of her favorite food, but she really didn't have much appetite when no one was with her.

"What about him?" Wen Wan was listless.

"Mr. has a reception, and I really can't pass it up." Su Yan replied truthfully.

Wen Wan nodded, that's right, he should be so busy as a businessman, he had offended a lot of people by turning down the dinner party because of her before, if things go on like this, it will not be good for his reputation.

But understanding is understanding, Wen Wan's heart is still empty, since the last quarrel, she has not paid much attention to him, and today he simply did not come back for dinner, is it because her temper is too bad, which annoys him?

Wen Wan was taken aback by this thought, and quickly comforted herself that Shen Moling was not such a man, but she continued to think wildly.

As a result, he shed a lot of tears while eating, which frightened Su Yan and the others to their wits, so he had no choice but to quietly call Shen Moling.

Ten minutes later, Wen Wan drank the last sip of porridge slowly, got up and planned to go back to the room, but the door was pushed open, and Shen Moling hurried to her, still wearing a black dress, with crooked bow tie, full of Anxious face.

"Why are you back?" She stood in front of the stairs and looked back at him. It was only eight o'clock when the reception started, so he should have just entered, right?

"Have you eaten yet?" He asked without saying anything else.

"Eat." Nodding gently, her long curly eyelashes still have a crystal luster.

"Crying again?" He frowned in distress.

"No... yes." She bowed her head guiltily.

"Go back to your room, take a bath and I'll massage you. I heard they said that your calf tends to cramp easily during pregnancy, so I'll rub it for you." He said in a gentle and considerate tone, hugging her shoulders and leading her upstairs.

Wen Wan was happy and guilty at the same time, just now she was thinking about wronging him for annoying herself, but she didn't expect him to be so good.

"I don't have these symptoms yet, and I will have them later when my stomach grows." She smiled, and raised her hand to cover the drops of water from the corners of her eyes.

"Did you have cramps when you were pregnant with Youyou?" He asked suddenly.

"Occasionally." Wen Wan replied casually.

"Let's make up for what I didn't rub today." He fondled her long hair.

……

The two of them took a bath together, and Shen Moling really sat on the bed and helped Wen Wan rub her legs and feet. He looked serious, and while massaging, he asked her how strong it was, which made her feel embarrassed.

"husband……"

"Ok?"

"Will you always be this nice to me?"

"meeting."

"why?"

"Because you are my wife."

"Then what if someone else is your wife? Will you treat her so well?"

"...What are you messing with? Why should I marry someone else?"

"I mean, if, let's take Lin Xi as an example, if you marry her, will you treat her so well?"

"will not."

"why?"

"Because I only love you, and I'm only good to the person I love."

"Then I or Lin Xi, who is better?"

"Hello."

"hey-hey……"

She was cheerful like an idiot, but she happened to be his favorite kind of idiot...