Jewelry?
I frowned slightly and raised my voice to Fu Qichuan who had just entered the bathroom: "Qichuan, Sister Jinan is here. I'll go downstairs to take a look."
Almost the next second, Fu Qichuan strode out, his expression the coldest I had ever seen.
"I'll go, just leave it alone and go wash up."
The man who was always calm and reserved in front of me had a voice mixed with an indescribable emotion, like irritability and nervousness.
I felt strange. "I've already washed up. I squeezed your toothpaste for you. Did you forget?"
"Okay, let's go down together so as not to keep the guests waiting for too long."
I took his hand and walked downstairs.
The staircase is designed to spiral, and at the lower half of the bend, one can see Fu Jinan, who is wearing a plain dress and sitting elegantly on the sofa.
She also looked up when she heard the noise, with a peaceful smile. When her eyes fell on the hands held by me and Fu Qichuan, the cup in her hand shook and a little tea spilled out.
"ah……"
It must be a little hot, she cried out in a panic.
Fu Qichuan suddenly pulled his hand away, ran downstairs in panic and eagerness, and took the cup from her hand, "How can you be so stupid that you can't even hold a cup?"
His tone was serious and cold, but he grabbed Fu Jinan's hand without giving any room for argument and went to the sink to rinse it with cold water.
Fu Jinan was helpless and wanted to pull his hand away, "I'm fine, why are you making such a fuss?"
"Shut up. Burns can leave scars if you don't take care of them, you know?"
Fu Qichuan scolded coldly, but still did not let go.
I stood on the stairs, staring at the scene in a daze, a little dazed.
What images pop into my mind?
When we just got married, I learned that Fu Qichuan had a bad stomach, so I started learning how to cook.
Although there was Aunt Liu at home, her cooking was not to his liking.
When you first learn to cook, you will inevitably cut your hands or burn something.
One time I accidentally knocked over the pot, and the boiling oil rolled over my stomach as I moved.
My clothes were soaked and burned so much that I grimaced.
Fu Qichuan heard the noise and came over, as gentle as ever: "Are you okay? You go and deal with it, I'll do it."
Gentle and considerate, but calm and peaceful.
Occasionally I get the vague feeling that something is wrong.
But I have secretly liked him for many years, and countless emotions in my diary are about him.
I am already very satisfied to be able to marry him.
I just thought that he was naturally dull and introverted.
…
"I poured lemonade for Miss Jin'an."
On the side, Aunt Liu's mumbling distracted me from my thoughts.
I don't know when my vision became blurred, and my heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, making me feel suffocated and unable to breathe.
look.
He clearly took the cup of water from Fu Jinan's hand with his own hands, but because he was so concerned, he didn't even bother to tell whether the water was hot or cold.
I took a deep breath and slowly walked downstairs, glancing at them with a half-smile. "Old Master, Aunt Liu poured lemonade for Sister Jin'an. It's cold, so it won't burn her. Otherwise, you're worried about whether she'll get frostbite."
I wanted to hold it back, but I couldn't, so I sneered out loud.
Fu Qichuan froze for a moment before letting go of my hand. Avoiding my gaze, he blamed Fu Jinan, "You poured cold water on your hand? You're the only one so delicate."
Fu Jinan glared at him and looked at me softly, "He's just like that, he likes to make a fuss. Leave him alone."
After she finished speaking, she walked to the coffee table, picked up a velvet gift box that looked very valuable just by looking at the workmanship, and handed it to me.
She smiled gently, "This, it belongs to its owner."
I took it, opened it and took a look, and my nails immediately dug into my palm.
There were turbulent waves in my heart.
The woman in the video is Fu Jinan?
When I looked up again, I concealed my emotions and wanted to laugh, but I couldn't.
Last night, I forced Fu Qichuan to bring me the necklace. Now, the necklace is in my hand, but I don’t feel the slightest bit of relief.
I looked at Fu Qichuan inquiringly, his eyes were full of mystery, and then he reached out and pulled me in.
"Do you like it? If you like it, keep it. If you don't, give it to anyone else. It's just a worthless trinket anyway. I'll buy you a new gift."
"good."
I pursed my lips and finally gave him some face in front of Fu Jinan.
Or perhaps it was to save face for myself.
For a moment, I couldn't figure out the purpose of Fu Jinan's visit today.
I really think she shouldn't have accepted this necklace.
Or, is it announcing something?
Seeing this, some emotion flashed across Fu Jinan's face, so fast that people couldn't catch it.
She smiled. "I was worried this necklace would cause some misunderstanding between you. It seems that's not the case at the moment, so I'll leave now."
Aunt Liu saw her out.
The moment the door closed, I broke free from Fu Qichuan's arms. "Didn't you say it was taken for He Ting? Besides, isn't Sister Jin'an married? When did she become one of He Ting's rotten peaches... Ugh!"
He kissed me on the lips without saying anything, abruptly interrupting the rest of my words.
He took possession of her urgently and fiercely, as if he was venting something.
When I even had difficulty breathing, he slightly let go of me, stroked my head, and admitted his mistake, "I lied to you."
He held me in his arms and said, "She's divorced. I was afraid she'd be upset, so I gave her a gift."
I was stunned.
After watching the video, I found out what he meant by "Congratulations on your new life".
I pursed my lips, half believing and half doubting, "That's all?"
"That's all."
He answered firmly, his voice gentle, and explained slowly, "You should know that her mother got into trouble because she was trying to save me. I can't just ignore her."
I have heard Aunt Liu mention this matter before.
Fu Qichuan's biological mother died of complications during childbirth. When Fu Qichuan was 18 years old, his father remarried, and the wife was Fu Jin'an's mother.
Although she is a stepmother, she treats Fu Qichuan very well and regards him as her own son.
Even when Fu Qichuan was in danger, he risked his life to save Fu Qichuan, and became a vegetable, lying there for so many years.
If it's because of this.
That makes sense.
I instantly felt relieved, but couldn't help but gently remind her, "Fu Qichuan, I believe you are just trying to repay a favor, and you only treat her as a sister."
…
I eventually threw that necklace into the storage room.
Perhaps, my suspicion has not completely disappeared.
It is only suppressed temporarily, and it is easy for it to come back one day after repeated accumulation.
Overwhelming.
Unexpectedly, this day came sooner than I expected.
I studied fashion design in college and did my internship in the design department of Fushimi Group.
Marrying Fu Qichuan did not affect my career plans.
After four years, he has become the deputy director of the design department.
"Director Ruan, you won't even eat with me?"
That day, I was having lunch in the cafeteria of the company. My college roommate Jiang Lai, holding the food tray and twisting her slender waist, sat down opposite me in a very charming manner.
"I ate and then rushed to work on the design draft."
Seeing her winking at me, I could only helplessly ask, "What?"
"I heard from the HR department this morning that the candidate for the Director of Design has been decided!"
Her beautiful face beamed with joy. "I guess it must be you. Isn't this just congratulating you on your promotion in advance? If you are rich and powerful, we will both prosper."
"Until the appointment letter comes in, who can say for sure? Keep your voice down."
The department director resigned in the middle of this month, and everyone said that this position would most likely be mine.
I have some confidence myself, but I am also afraid of what might happen.
"Why can't you tell? Don't tell me you're the president's wife."
She lowered her voice when she said the second half of the sentence, because the fact that Fu Qichuan and I were married was not made public. The outside world only knew that Fu Qichuan doted on his wife, but they didn't know that his wife was me.
Then, he began to brag about me non-stop:
"Everyone has witnessed your achievements since you took office. You've mastered both brand design and customized products. How many companies are secretly trying to recruit you? Why wouldn't Fu's give you a promotion?"
As soon as Jiang Lai finished speaking, her cell phone and mine rang at the same time.
——Notice of appointment.
When she saw these big words on the email, her eyes lit up and she read it excitedly, then frowned and felt a little indignant.
"Fu Jinan, who is it?"
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