Knocking on the door every night, the group's beloved wife can't stand it

"Wait, I haven't said hello to grandma yet!"

Si Wen wanted to stop, but Fu Yan's hand was too strong and he pushed her forward, making it impossible for her to stop.

"Just send a message." Fu Yan didn't give her a chance to refuse.

Si Wen had no choice but to send a message to Old Madam Shi, saying that she had to leave first because of an emergency.

Si Wen followed Fu Yan to a luxury store that sells high-end custom products.

The store manager personally received him and smiled at Fu Yan in a flattering manner, "Boss Fu, how come you have time to come here in person today?"

Fu Yan pushed Si Wen to the front and said, "Measure her size first, and then her clothes will be customized according to the season."

"Okay, Mr. Fu!" The manager smiled a little more, and this year's bonus would be much higher.

Si Wen was confused. She came to accompany Fu Yan to buy clothes, so how did it become custom-made clothes for her? She wanted to explain, but she was already enthusiastically embraced by several service staff to the room inside.

The tailor was ready. She was a middle-aged woman in a business suit. When she saw Si Wen, she was amazed. "This lady is beautiful and has a great figure. She will definitely win a beauty pageant."

Si Wen felt embarrassed and said thank you with a smile.

She was brought here and it was not easy for her to leave. If she left, it would be difficult for the service staff to deal with her. They could only ask someone to measure her size first.

"Chest 90, waist 60, hip 90," the tailor exclaimed, "this body proportion is too perfect!"

The tailor's voice was too loud and Si Wen was afraid that people outside might hear it. She also didn't know whether the sound insulation was good enough.

Fu Yan was standing outside the door and heard everything clearly. He felt itchy and his mouth was dry. Even if he didn't measure her, he knew Si Wen's figure very well.

He looked forward to the day when he would be able to show his true colors and love her until she cried.

The tailor confirmed the size again before letting Si Wen out.

She saw Fu Yan waiting at the door, "Brother Fu Yan, do you want to go in and get your measurements taken?"

"Here are my measurements," Fu Yan leaned close to Si Wen, his tone slightly ambiguous, "I have always maintained a good figure."

A stream of hot air blew on Si Wen's ears. She felt like she was scalded and almost jumped up. She took a side step to distance herself from Fu Yan. Her ears were burning hot as if she had a fever.

"Then why did you bring me here and ask someone to measure my body?"

"Is it not okay for me as your brother to give you two pieces of clothing?" Fu Yan grabbed Si Wen's neck and pulled her back, "Why are you so far away from me? I don't stink."

It wasn't smelly, it was quite fragrant, but Si Wen didn't dare to get close to him. He was too hot. "The clothes here are too expensive. I can't afford them."

Any random piece of clothing here costs hundreds of thousands, and her total net worth is less than one million, so she has to spend frugally.

Although she has shares in the Si family company, Si Bailei has never distributed any dividends to her. It may also be that the company has been making losses and he is not cut out for business.

Si Wen's main source of income now is her job. Yun Xiao pays her a high salary, and the work is not tiring. She is just a nobody in the company, just getting by.

"You don't have to spend any money, so what are you afraid of?" Fu Yan did not let go, forcing the two to get closer and closer.

Si Wen raised her hand and pressed it on Fu Yan's chest to prevent him from getting closer.

Fu Yan held her wrist with one hand and her slender waist with the other, trapping Si Wen in his arms. He leaned close to her ear and breathed, "Wen Wen, I told you that I'm very sensitive here. Why can't you remember it?"

Si Wen blushed from her ears to her cheeks. She looked around, afraid of being seen. "Brother Fu Yan, these are all people. Stop making trouble."

"Then let's go to a place where there's no one?" Fu Yan asked with a smile on his face.

"Let me go, or I'll be angry if you continue like this." Si Wen puffed up her face and her eyes widened.

Fu Yan didn't go any further and let her go. "Go pick out some clothing styles you like."

"I really can't accept the clothes," Si Wen refused, "I can't accept gifts without merit."

What did Fu Yan mean by buying her high-end clothes for no reason? She didn't want to take advantage of others.

"I have too much money to spend, can't I ask you to help me spend some of it?" Fu Yan turned the ring on the index finger of his left hand.

His fingers are long, the veins on the back of his hands are slightly protruding, and the lines of his wrists are smooth and powerful.

It was indeed very powerful. Si Wen was stunned by the movements of his hands. It was the first time she carefully observed a man's hands, and they were really beautiful.

Fu Yan noticed that Si Wen was distracted, and followed her gaze to his hand. With a smile in his eyes, he raised his hand in front of her and joked, "If you like it so much, take it home and read it!"

Si Wen came back to his senses and blushed.

"If you don't want me to compensate for the clothes, I'll go back." Si Wen said and turned to walk out.

"I want you to compensate!" Fu Yan grabbed Si Wen.

Si Wen looked at the clothes and price tags in the exhibition area upstairs and felt heartbroken. If she hadn't divorced, she could still use Shi Yi's card. But now she really didn't have the spending power.

"How much money do you have?" Fu Yan suddenly asked.

Si Wen gritted his teeth and raised a finger.

"One hundred million?" Fu Yan was slightly surprised. "Is Shi Yi so stingy that he will give you one hundred million in divorce?"

What a bullshit 100 million! Si Wen stamped her feet in anger. "It was one million. I didn't take a penny from the Shi family during the divorce. We had the property notarized before we got married."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, didn't ask any more questions, and finally picked out a suit jacket that he was satisfied with, "This is it."

"Mr. Fu, the price of this piece is 800,000 yuan, and it will take about two months to customize it," the manager introduced.

Fu Yan nodded and pointed at Si Wen, "Go to her to collect the money."

Si Wen's heart was bleeding. This was not just compensation for a piece of clothing; it was clearly Fu Yan's house being ransacked.

But she couldn't go back on her word, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and take out her bank card and hand it to the manager.

When Si Wen received the spending reminder message from the bank, her lips trembled. The balance of her bank card went from six digits to five digits.

Fu Yan found it funny to see Si Wen's distressed expression. He stroked his chin and said, "I remember the coat you lost was only worth 200,000 yuan."

Si Wen raised his head abruptly and asked through gritted teeth, "Then let me compensate you for the 800,000 yuan worth of clothes!"

"It's indeed inappropriate," Fu Yan smiled, "Then I'll buy you a few sets of clothes to make up the difference."

"Just transfer the difference to me."

He was so smart that he thought of using clothes to make up the difference. Si Wen was furious. What was the difference between this and her buying clothes with her own money!

Fu Yan spread his hands and said, "Either take clothes, or nothing."

Si Wen was fed up with Fu Yan's rogue behavior, but she couldn't get rid of him. Six hundred thousand yuan couldn't be wasted, so she finally compromised and asked for the clothes.

Si Wen was visiting the women's clothing showroom accompanied by her manager. She couldn't waste her money and had to pick out some nice-looking and inexpensive clothes.

Fu Yan sat on the sofa and waited, flipping through the picture album in his hand and circling it casually with a pen.

"Brother Fu Yan, you are here too, what a coincidence!"