Chapter 37 The pigs for the New Year are easier to coax than him.
After saying goodbye to Nan Huai, Luo Shu turned to the back door of the venue.
Coincidentally, Su Ting passed by behind her and saw her, but didn't see him, so he took a few more glances out of curiosity.
"Shu'er."
A youthful and magnetic voice appeared behind Luo Shu.
Luo Shu slowed her pace and looked back.
A tall and slender man was leaning against the large column. He was wearing a white sports suit with a black woolen coat on the outside. He looked more mature than a college student and appeared gentle and steady.
"Brother Ye Fei!" Her face was immediately filled with joy as she walked up to him. "Why are you here?"
The man touched her head and smiled: "How come you are still so cute!"
This scene was photographed by Su Ting.
"Didn't you say you were waiting for me at home? Why did you come out?" Luo Shu looked up at him: "How did you grow so tall?"
Ye Fei estimated that he was about 1.9 meters tall, comparable to Yu Zhan.
"I heard from my mom that you were coming to my house, and Yu Yu said you were here, so I came."
The corners of his mouth are curved, forming a rare smiling lip, very beautiful and warm.
"Are you driving?" Luo Shu asked.
"It's open. Let's go. Get in the car and we'll go first." Ye Fei reached out, put his big white hand on her shoulder, and walked towards the white car in front.
"Men and women shouldn't touch each other! Brother Ye Fei, please respect yourself." Luo Shu jokingly but seriously pushed his hand away.
"You're so capable now. Now that you've grown up, your brothers won't let you touch them anymore." He patted her head.
Luo Shu touched her head, not daring to speak, and hurriedly sent a message to the group.
Don't tell Ye Fou that I'm married.
[I know, you are a turtle~] Yu Yu
【Why can't I say it? Isn't it fine?】Zhang Xueer.
The fewer people who know, the better; now is not the time. — Luo Shu
Apart from these three sisters and their relatives, no one else knew about her sudden marriage.
Ye Fou is a famous haute couture designer in China, surrounded by countless women.
He's here today to attend the fashion week exhibition in Country S. His mother is Luo Shu's teacher; they used to have a good relationship at school.
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[Yu Zhan, it seems your child has gone out to play. [Picture] +5]
Su Ting sent Yu Zhan a few pictures, some of them hugging each other, some of them touching heads, some of them opening the car door and sitting on the passenger seat, some of them showing the license plate number...
While in the hotel, Yu Zhan, who was smirking and touching his nose, clicked on these pictures. His lips were pressed into a straight line, and his brows were furrowed together.
Enlarging the picture, she was smiling seductively and looked very happy, and the man's eyes were full of doting, with only her in his eyes.
However, from this photo of the head-patting killer, it can be seen that Luo Shu has avoided it very well.
Yu Zhan knew Su Ting's intention in sending the photos and did not respond to her.
He opened his wife's WeChat and saw a message she had sent him a few minutes earlier: "I'm having dinner at a friend's house with Yu and the others. Don't wait for me at noon. I'll be back in the evening."
Yu Zhan held his forehead, put down the documents in his hand, and called her.
Luo Shu, who was in the car, was startled. The word "husband" was too conspicuous. She was afraid that Ye Fou would see it, but she couldn't hang up, so she hurriedly answered the call.
Wife.
[……] She swallowed her saliva. What on earth had Yu Zhan taken to actually call her his wife…
"Wife." Seeing that she didn't respond, Yu Zhan called out again.
His voice is so soothing, it's like my ears are pregnant. If he weren't a CEO, he would definitely be a great male voice actor.
Luo Shu looked at Ye Fei who was in the driver's seat, hoping that he hadn't heard anything.
【What’s wrong?】 She stammered.
【Miss you. 】
A blush spread across her cheeks like a tide, and she covered half her face. "Are you drunk again?"
No, I'm waiting for you at home.
[Okay.] She breathed a sigh of relief, the inexplicable tension in her chest making her feel like she was jumping off a bungee.
【Love you.】Yu Zhan.
[……] Seriously ill…
Hang up the phone.
Ye Fou gripped the steering wheel and glanced at her sideways: "What's wrong? Your face is all red."
Luo Shu touched her cheek and replied with a smile: "It was sprayed by the heater."
Upon arriving at Ye Fou's house, Luo Shu sent Yu Zhan her location and took a photo of herself making a peace sign, but not appearing in the picture.
Ye Fou's house is a villa in European style. Upon entering, you can see a fountain that has dried up and frozen over.
"Teacher Hu!" Luo Shu had spotted Teacher Hu coming out to greet her.
"Shu'er is here!" Teacher Hu is a little fat, and the fat can be seen sticking out from under his coat.
They gave each other a big hug.
Ye Fei stood aside with his hands in his pockets, watching leisurely, but his eyes were all on Luo Shu.
After a brief greeting.
“You said on the phone that you wanted to pick some wintersweet, and it’s perfect timing! The wintersweet in the backyard is in full bloom! Pick more, I’m too lazy to sweep it up.” Teacher Hu led Luo Shu inside, holding her hand.
"Yes, it's rare for me to come back. The wintersweet in China isn't in full bloom yet. I was thinking you have some here, so I'm wondering if I can pick some to take back with me."
Soon, Yu Yu and Jiang Qi arrived, but Zhang Xueer did not come.
Several people gathered in the living room to eat hot pot.
They were all Teacher Hu's prized students and kept in touch frequently.
After the meal, Ye Fou offered to help her prune the branches, but Luo Shu refused. She could see the look in his eyes and understood his thoughts.
"I have to cut this flower myself." Luo Shu took the scissors in her hand.
There was no sunshine in the afternoon, but the sky was blue and light snow began to fall again.
She braved the snow wearing a hat and holding scissors in white gloves to cut wintersweets in the backyard. She didn't want the ones in full bloom, so she cut a dozen that were in bud and then wrapped them in old newspapers.
Teacher Hu, who was helping to guide her, looked at her and forced her to cut a dozen more hairs.
Ye Fou watched her from the side.
Today she was wearing a long pink down jacket with goose feathers. Under the hat, she looked like a little elf. Her face was pink from the cold, and her breath enveloped her like a fairy descending to earth.
They stayed at Teacher Hu's house until after dinner before reluctantly leaving.
Yu drove Jiang Qi home.
Luo Shu was going in another direction, and Ye Fei insisted on giving her a ride, so she had no choice but to get in his car.
"I remember you like tulips the most." Ye Fei looked at the wintersweet in her hands.
“People change.”
The flower language of tulips is love and eternity. I can’t give it to you again. The last time I gave it to you, it caused a misunderstanding. No wonder he was so happy.
The flower language of wintersweet is hope, loyalty, and nobility.
In the middle of winter, she couldn't think of anything else to give as a gift.
His suit jacket costs over ten thousand yuan, which she can't afford...
Just pick up a free one.
Upon returning to the hotel entrance, Luo Shu hurriedly said goodbye to him, afraid that Yu Zhan would see her.
This person is too possessive; if he gets angry, I really don't know how to appease him.
It proves the saying that pigs during the Lunar New Year are easier to coax than him.
Ye Fei didn't talk any more. Girls would have some concerns late at night, so he drove away.
"call--"
Luo Shu only came to her senses after watching his car drive away.
He weighed the flowers in his arms and turned back to the hotel with satisfaction.
"Wife." Yu Zhan appeared at the door of the hotel at some point.
His eyes were very dark, like the abyss of the deep sea, containing stars and waves, as if they could swallow a person whole at any moment.
She paused, her chest and abdomen rising and falling.
What should I say to him, husband? Yu Zhan?
"Why did you come down?" He simply didn't answer.
"I've come to pick you up." His gaze fell on the newspaper in her arms.
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