Tang Suiwan was led into Huo Shichuan's office.

The first feeling is cold.

Everything you can see is decorated in black, white and gray tones, and even a little extra color is stingy on display.

Especially since she just left her cozy home in cream tones.

Tang Suiwan paused on the spot, causing Huo Shichuan to ask in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"I was thinking, Brother Shichuan's office is so deserted."

"How can the home be decorated so warmly?"

She looked at the undecorated desk, then turned to Huo Shichuan with a smile in her eyes.

"Because of me?"

Huo Shichuan squeezed the little girl's palm with his backhand, and said helplessly, "Who else could it be because of?"

"Wanwan may not remember. When you were training outside in high school, you did a watercolor homework, and the topic was home."

"What everyone draws is the home in memory."

"Only you paint the dream home."

Tang Suiwan was a little surprised, and thought about it seriously.

"Seems to be."

Because there is a cousin Ye Meng in the same school, almost most people know that she lost her parents early and lived with her uncle.

After the teacher announced the topic, someone secretly looked at Tang Suiwan.

The little girl was stubborn and cold-tempered, she didn't want to be laughed at by those people, so she simply drew a picture of the home she wanted in the future.

"I remember that the paintings will be taken back by the studio...you secretly took them again?"

Huo Shichuan's eyes moved slightly, and he was very righteous, "How can it be called secretly, I spent money."

"I bought back all the works submitted in the studio every night."

While speaking, he had already walked behind the desk.

Huo Shichuan gave the little girl a hand, hugged her on his lap and sat down.

"That home was decorated according to Wan Wan's paintings."

"I don't know if you will come and when you will come, but as long as you come, everything has been prepared for you."

Tang Sui Wan thought of more.

"The dormitory conditions in the training studio are very average, but within a few days, someone came to repair the dormitory and installed new air conditioners and water heaters."

Huo Shichuan was stared at by those eyes without blinking, so he could only nod.

"it's me."

"You posted on Moments, saying that the dormitory has no air conditioner and it has been hot for several days."

Many people have been added to Tang Suiwan's WeChat, and he has no habit of cleaning it up.

Unexpectedly, Huo Shichuan would start spying on the screen as early as then.

Tang Suiwan hooked his shoulder and softly rubbed against the man's shoulder and neck.

His eyes were reddish, and he had a nasal voice when he spoke.

"Are you Aladdin's lamp?"

"I'm the wishing lamp that only belongs to Wanwan." Huo Shichuan caressed the little girl's reddish eyes with his fingertips, and coaxed in a low voice, "Why are you crying...I've agreed, I won't let you cry again."

"—the bed doesn't count."

Tang Suiwan was originally full of emotion, but when Huo Shichuan deliberately teased her, she couldn't laugh or cry.

Prolonged the ending, "You man, why are you doing this?"

Huo Shichuan laughed muffled and tightened his arms.

"The thing I regret the most is that I want to clean up the pile of things in Kyoto as soon as possible, and then show up in front of you."

Almost all of his energy was put on this side, so that he neglected to take care of Jincheng.

I thought that Ye Jianhe was just asking for money, and when he freed up his hands, there was a way to make Ye Jianhe spit out whatever he ate, but he didn't expect that he would even plan for Tang Suiwan's health.

Let his little girl suffer for nothing.

Tang Suiwan shook his head, "You have done your best."

They were close together, breathing tightly entangled.

Tang Suiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, she raised her head slightly to get closer, and kissed Huo Shichuan on the lips.

"咚咚-"

When there was a knock on the door, Tang Suiwan was startled, and subconsciously let go and jumped off Huo Shichuan.

The tips of his ears were red, and he walked a few steps to the side in an attempt to hide it.

Huo Shichuan took a breath and waited for his wife to offer a kiss: "..."

His expression was not very good, and he raised his voice, "Come in."

It was the Secretary-General who came in, wearing a well-fitting suit, holding a tray with a porcelain cup and some snacks in his hand, and walked to the small sofa in the office without turning his eyes.

"Mr. Huo, Juzhu asked me to bring some drinks and snacks to my wife."

Tang Suiwan pressed the back of her hand to her flushed cheeks, and walked over after hearing this, and bowed her eyes to thank you, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The Secretary-General smiled reservedly, "Madam, you are welcome."

After walking out of the office with the tray, the Secretary-General just walked into the tea room, and several people followed him in immediately.

Suppressing excitement, he asked in a low voice, "How is it?"

The Secretary-General couldn't hold back the corners of his lips, "Madam is super obedient and polite, and thanked me!"

"I thought that this kind of top wealthy family would get married and find that kind of young lady to marry, but I didn't expect Mr. Huo to like young and obedient ones."

"Isn't it good? The last time the Wen family came, they looked gentle and gentle, but they were actually super arrogant. Mr. Huo turned his face when he was too busy..."

"Madam is really cute, I want a wife like this too."

"Big dare to speak!"

It wasn't until Ju Yi walked to the door of the tea room and coughed lightly that the gossiping people inside suddenly woke up, scattered like birds and beasts, too scared to look at him, and rushed back to their seats.

Ju Yi fetched himself a cup of hot water before knocking on the office door with the documents.

When he opened the door and entered, he saw Huo Shichuan behind the desk, leaning lazily on the back of his chair.

There is still a pen in his hand, as if he is working hard.

But his eyes were completely focused on Tang Suiwan.

Ju Yi handed the document to Huo Shichuan and explained the situation of the project.

Only then said in a warm voice, "Mr. Huo, madam, do you want to eat in the company canteen at noon?"

Tang Suiwan was holding Huo Shichuan's work tablet in his hand, and was leaning on the sofa to watch a video. Hearing this, he responded positively, "I want to try the cafeteria."

Ju Yi didn't even need to ask Huo Shichuan, he knew what this wife slave would say.

Luan nodded, "Then I'll tell the kitchen to open meals earlier to avoid peak hours."

"No need." Huo Shichuan twirled the silver ring between his fingers, and said in a calm tone, "The wedding will be held soon, so it's better to let them recognize the person in advance."

Ju Yi responded warmly.

When he left, his gaze swept across Huo Shichuan's slightly curved lips, a little funny.

——If you want to show off your wife, just say so.

It's not that I can't see it.

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