Chapter 452: Is the lesson not strong enough?
After returning home, Su Man still did not dare to let her guard down.
During dinner in the evening, Su Man was afraid that Xiao Beisheng would suddenly show up in her restaurant and take Su Man away in front of Ye Ling and Dou Dou.
However, it seemed that she was worrying too much.
Dinner ended peacefully. She played word card games with Doudou for a while, and then watched Ye Ling take Doudou to take a bath.
Until she coaxed Doudou to sleep, Su Man's expected Xiao Beisheng to come and kill her did not happen.
Lying back on her soft French retro bed, Su Man stared at the ceiling with her eyes. The moonlight streamed in from the window, creating a quiet and peaceful scene.
Su Man's mood also became peaceful and tranquil.
I guess she was really overthinking it.
Xiao Beisheng had forbidden her to have any contact with Fang Zhiming in such a stern voice at that time, but he probably got carried away by his emotions at the moment and forgot about it the moment he turned around.
How could a busy man like him have the time to stare at her?
Su Man breathed a sigh of relief and fell into a satisfied sleep.
the next day.
Su Man went to Fang Zhiming's house again.
It was time for lunch, so as soon as Su Man came in, she went to the kitchen to get busy as if she was familiar with the place.
Fang Zhiming, with sleepy eyes and swollen eye bags, sat on the sofa in the living room, watching Su Man moving back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room with great energy.
She tied her hair into a bun, the same style she used to tie when practicing dancing, revealing her smooth, full forehead and delicate, sweet facial features.
When international media reported on Suman's dance competition, officials publicly praised Suman's appearance, saying that her skull was perfect, resting on a slender swan neck, which was the golden ratio of humans, and praised her as "Nuwa's stunning work."
Today she is dressed casually:
The fine linen wide-leg trousers fluttered like petals; the upper body was a basic white suspender, covered with a loose and thin goose yellow knitted cardigan, which made the slim figure faintly visible without appearing frivolous.
The whole person is casual and relaxed.
Her wide sleeves were rolled up, revealing two slender, white arms. The way she moved back and forth, if you didn't know she was cooking, you would have thought she was dancing.
Fang Zhiming looked at her and couldn't help laughing twice.
Although his laughter was a bit dry, Su Man could tell that it came from the heart.
"What are you laughing at?" Su Man put the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table.
"As soon as you tie your hair up like that, you immediately have that stage presence. Just now, when you were flipping the wok, I was worried you'd suddenly do some sword-fighting moves out of muscle memory. I was ready to hide under the coffee table. But don't worry, you won't be asked to pay for the broken pot. You can even blow up my kitchen."
Su Man frowned and smiled bitterly: "Thank you for mocking me instead of praising me for my qualities as a good wife and mother."
"Is it not good to be a good wife and mother?"
"Rather than being a good wife and mother, I want to have my own identity and live not for others but only for myself."
Fang Zhiming originally wanted to find an excuse not to eat Su Man's meal, but as he talked to her back and forth, he unknowingly walked to the dining table and sat down with Su Man.
When he sat down, Fang Zhiming was still a little annoyed.
Originally, he wanted to dispose of the food as usual after she left.
But now, I have to dine with her.
After dinner, Fang Zhiming offered to wash the dishes.
Suman doesn't rush to work either.
After all, she cooked the meal, and if someone else is willing to do the dishes, she can let them do it.
After instructing Fang Zhiming to recuperate, Su Man stood up and said goodbye.
"I'm just about to go downstairs. Let me help you throw away the kitchen waste of the past two days. Your injury hasn't healed yet, so it's not convenient for you to go downstairs." Su Man said, and walked to the back of the kitchen where the kitchen waste was piled up.
Fang Zhiming was washing dishes, his hands covered in detergent foam. When he heard Su Man say that, surprise and panic flashed across his face. He didn't even bother to wash his hands and rushed in front of Su Man, blocking the two large black garbage bags behind him. "No, I'll throw them away later. The garbage sorting point in the community is quite hidden, you probably won't find it. And how can I let a girl do the dirty work?"
Su Man looked at Fang Zhiming and nodded, "Okay, I'll go then."
Fang Zhiming raised his hand and wiped his forehead with his elbow. He thought he was sweating, but there was nothing there.
Su Man went out, a little dazed.
In fact, she just saw the kitchen waste in the two black garbage bags.
Looks very familiar.
This was the dish she made for Fang Zhiming yesterday.
At first she thought it was his leftovers.
After taking another look, I found that all the dishes and rice in the small bowls were piled together intact.
From cooking to boxing, she does everything herself, so of course she knows the portion sizes.
So, the answer is, Fang Zhiming didn't eat a single bite of the food she brought him.
Since you didn't eat it, why did you lie to her that you had eaten it?
And pretended to be calm.
He hid all his emotions and thoughts very well, as if he was wearing a mask in front of Suman.
Su Man couldn't help but re-examine Fang Zhiming and the relationship between them.
When Su Man came downstairs, she was distractedly thinking about this matter and didn't notice that there was a car parked in front of the building, exactly the same as the one that night.
"Suman."
A deep and cold call suddenly shook Su Man's wandering soul back into her body.
She looked up suddenly and saw Xiao Beisheng sitting in the car. Behind the half-lowered window, she could see his cold and sharp eyebrows.
"Come up." He opened and closed his thin lips, giving orders like a superior.
Su Man's mind went blank for a moment, and driven by instinct, she started to run.
The car started and chased after her.
How can two legs outrun four wheels?
The car sped past her, the back door opened, and Su Man was captured by Xiao Beisheng and taken into the car.
The car was driving very fast, and the wind messed up Su Man's hair that was combed at the back of her head. In the moment when her body was in the air, Su Man was so scared that her heart almost jumped out of her throat.
But Xiao Beisheng looked calm and composed, and he easily closed the car door with his long arms.
It blocks out the whistling wind outside.
Before Su Man could come to her senses, Xiao Beisheng lifted her onto his lap and held her in his arms. "What did I say? Did I warn you not to have any contact with Fang Zhiming anymore? It's only been a few days since we last met, and you've forgotten what I said. Or was the lesson last time not strong enough to teach you a lesson?"
His tone was dark and strange, and although he didn't seem angry, it was already frightening.
Su Man twisted her body, and he pressed harder on her lower back.
"He is a teacher in my studio and is considered my employee. I can't have no contact with him." Su Man's palm-sized face was almost wrinkled because of resistance, like a wronged and angry but helpless rabbit, and a beautiful and exquisite rabbit.
Xiao Beisheng pinched her chin and forced her closer to him.
He used his lips to gently rub the side of her neck and cheek.
Su Man felt itchy and a little scared.
Her hand pressed on his chest, unconsciously wrinkling Xiao Beisheng's collar.
Little did he know that the little claws were tickling him and making him feel angry.
His lips moved to hers again, their breaths so close, as if he was about to kiss her but not quite. "An employee? An employee who needs you to come to his house for two days in a row?"
"Xiao Beisheng...let me go first, I'll talk to you properly..."
"How far have you gotten with him? Kissing? Sleeping with him?"
Su Man's face flushed red as she yelled, "You have a dirty mind, everything you think about is dirty!"
"It's better not to. Otherwise, I find it dirty."
A few harsh words came out from between his teeth, and he turned Su Man in a different direction -
I spread her legs and changed to a position that would make it easier for me to confront her face to face.
Su Man's face, which had just turned red, became even redder at this moment.
Almost burning!
She was now sitting astride his waist with her legs spread apart.
This happened in broad daylight, in front of pedestrians and drivers outside the car window!
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