Chapter 51 Will you come back tonight?

The man's voice on the other end of the phone was as cold and clear as the moonlight outside the window: "Back to the Shen family?"

"Yeah." Xu Qingwu walked over and closed the window. "Is there something you want to talk to me about?"

"I'll pick you up for work tomorrow morning."

"No, I can just take a taxi."

"Clear mist."

Suddenly, she heard Cen Xihuai calling her name in a calm and serious tone. Xu Qingwu felt weak unconsciously: "What's wrong?"

"If I hadn't come, the Shen family would have felt that you were wronged by me."

That seems to be the case.

Xu Qingwu compromised: "How about eight o'clock tomorrow morning?"

"Can."

"Can you come over tomorrow and help me bring the gifts for the Shen family?"

"good."

The two fell silent, and Xu Qingwu heard Cen Xihuai ask her, "Can you fall asleep alone today?"

After he mentioned this, Xu Qingwu realized that they had been sleeping in the same bed for a long time.

"Sure, I'll hang up first and you can get some rest."

Xu Qingwu felt inexplicably embarrassed and hung up the phone in a hurry.

After taking a shower and lying down, a message popped up in the group of three best friends. Xia Xiaoxiao forwarded a few links to the group, reminding her that she was on the trending search.

Xu Qingwu clicked on it, but it was not displayed.

She replied: I can’t open it.

Xia Xiaoxiao sent her a screenshot of the three giant screens. "I took a screenshot of that earlier, but it's all been taken down. I guess your husband is trying to suppress your popularity because he's afraid you'll be exposed."

Xu Qingwu dominated the entire hot search list, but there was no news about her.

Half of her face was covered in the projected photo. If you weren't someone you knew very well, it would be hard to recognize her just by looking at her eyes.

In addition to the wedding photos, she was dragged by the photographer to take many solo photos, but Cen Xihuai chose this one and removed the hot search in time to protect her privacy.

I have to say that Cen Xihuai's watertight style of doing things really makes people feel at ease.

The clock points to eleven and the birthday is about to end.

Xu Qingwu posted a circle of friends after a long absence. It was the first post since turning 25 and getting married:

Dear, even if you run through all the streetlights, what matters most is your own happiness.

It was a beautiful memory he gave me, but I didn't want him to see it, so I chose after eleven o'clock.

I feel conflicted.

She turned off her cell phone and prepared to go to bed. Her bad habit of staying up late had been forced to be corrected under Cen Xihuai's self-disciplined schedule.

However, the problem of having difficulty falling asleep came back. After several hours, I finally fell asleep, but the scenes of that night kept replaying in my dreams.

When I woke up, I was sweating profusely.

Xu Qingwu sat up in annoyance. She had already found an excuse to sleep alone, so why did this happen?

Breakfast was almost over, and Shen Ze went upstairs to get the key: "I'll take you there."

"No need, Cen..."

Before Xu Qingwu could finish her words, Cen Xihuai had already strode in and picked up Xu Qingwu's bag from the dining chair: "Wife, I'm here to pick you up for work."

Natural and familiar, with intimate behavior.

Cen Xihuai's acting skills have become much more sophisticated than before.

Xu Qingwu took a piece of paper to wipe her mouth, took the gift she bought on the island from Cen Xihuai and put it on the table, then said goodbye to Shen Ze and went to work.

Cen Xihuai had driven here himself today and was patiently waiting for her to fasten her seat belt: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Very...good." Thinking of the chaotic dream, Xu Qingwu's ears turned slightly red.

Cen Xihuai started the car and said casually, "I didn't sleep well."

Xu Qingwu: "..."

Why did she feel like she heard a hint of grievance?

Cen Xihuai was concentrating on driving, looking dignified and self-possessed. Could it be her hallucination?

Xu Qingwu lowered the car window halfway to let the cool morning breeze blow in and dissipate the heat on his face.

"Are you coming back tonight?"

"Hmm..." She had originally planned to stay in Xia Xiaoxiao's dormitory for the night, but when he asked her that, Xu Qingwu was a little speechless. "I should come back."

There is an annoying red light at the intersection that stays on for a very long time, and Xu Qingwu is unlucky enough to encounter it every time.

The green light turns red, the car stops and starts counting down to 120 seconds.

Cen Xihuai turned his head to look at her. Her black hair was waist-length and soft on top. Suddenly, he had an idea and reached out to rub her hair.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qingwu quickly leaned back and covered her eyes: "Don't tear off my double eyelid tape!"

Cen Xihuai's hand froze in mid-air, and she couldn't help but laugh. It was just a single mistake, and she still remembers it.

However, he never understood why Xu Qingwu needed double eyelid tape. Her eyes were very beautiful, and her double eyelids were neither too wide nor too narrow, just the right size.

The red light starts flashing and counts down to 321.

The car started again, and Cen Xihuai asked the question in his heart: "I remember you have double eyelids, why do you want to put this on?"

"Sometimes if I don't sleep well, one of my eyelids will become single, and it will look asymmetrical if I don't put on the mask..."

Her voice became softer and softer, and she realized belatedly that she had said the wrong thing. Earlier, Cen Xihuai had asked her how she slept, and she had replied that she slept very well.

She glanced at Cen Xihuai guiltily, and when she saw that he didn't react, she relaxed.

The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. In order to avoid talking to Cen Xihuai again, Xu Qingwu pretended to be busy checking useless information and finally made it to the law firm with difficulty.

As soon as they sat down, Yang Yu gossiped with her, "Qingwu, last night some rich man booked the big screens in those three buildings to celebrate his wife's birthday. Did you see it?"

Xu Qingwu exclaimed and shook his head with pretended regret.

"There are so many rich people, why can't there be one more like me!" Yang Yu made a gesture of praying to the heavens, "Please God, give me a man like this, and give me another 100 million."

Xu Qingwu was amused by her: "Bless you."

Yang Yu suddenly leaned closer to look at her: "Hey, why do I feel that the beauty in the photo looks a bit like you?"

Xu Qingwu pretended to be calm: "Did you see it wrong?"

Yang Yu also felt that it was impossible. Those who could do such money-burning things were all from extremely wealthy families. Hundreds of thousands of dollars a minute was equivalent to their annual salary. How could they be like slaves here with her?

"Oh, maybe all beauties look alike."

Because he had taken two days off, things had piled up and he didn't know if the newcomers he brought in had made any mistakes, so Yang Yu didn't bother Xu Qingwu anymore.

I was busy until the end of the day.

Xu Qingwu sent a message to Cen Xihuai saying that she would be working overtime until late, and then told Yao Wei not to pick her up.

In fact, the important things have been done, and the rest can be done tomorrow, but she just doesn't want to go home and face Cen Xihuai face to face. That night was too boring.

She watched a few episodes of TV at her workstation and dawdled until almost eleven o'clock, then she turned off her phone and took a taxi home.

According to Cen Xihuai's biological clock, he should have gone to bed by now, so she could naturally go to the children's room next door and not have to sleep in the same bed with him.

However, the lights were on in the living room, which should have been dark.

The person who should be sleeping is currently sitting on the sofa reading a book. He is wearing old-fashioned and conservative pajamas and gold-rimmed glasses, looking very dignified and solemn.

Hearing the noise, Cen Xihuai raised his eyes and said, "I'm back."

"Hmm..." Xu Qingwu felt a little guilty, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Cen Xihuai closed the book and said indifferently, "Waiting for you to come home, are you so busy at work?"

"No, I took two days off for wedding photography, and the work piled up so I worked overtime."

Xu Qingwu explained, feeling a little uneasy. From the moment she arranged the marriage, Shen's mother had mentioned that she should give up her job and return to her family. Although Cen Xihuai agreed to her work, if he felt that her work affected the family, her situation would become very troublesome.

Cen Xihuai didn't say much, just stood up and said, "You've worked hard, take a shower and rest early."

The plan to go to the children's room failed. After cleaning up, Xu Qingwu could only lie down in the master bedroom. Cen Xihuai had not come to the bed yet, so she turned off the main lights and left only a dim and soft wall lamp.

She pulled up the quilt, closed her eyes and exposed her head. The faint scent of cedar wood on the quilt invaded her nose. As Cen Xihuai's footsteps sounded, she felt a little nervous for no reason.

The bed next to her sank slightly, the fragrance suddenly became stronger, and a heat came over her. Xu Qingwu felt the man leaning over, and when her cheek was touched by his fingertips, she could no longer hold back and opened her eyes, her voice tightening.

"Still doing it so late?"