Rose Manor

Fu Jichen had not celebrated his birthday seriously for several years. On the day he received his ID card, Shen Jia Nian read the information on his ID card and knew that his birthday was September 9nd.

Soon, she would go to Sydney to perform with the symphony orchestra, and she wanted to celebrate his birthday before going abroad.

As for birthday gifts, Fu Jichen seemed to have everything. She really didn't know what to give him.

For this reason, she specially discussed it with Bai Changxia and asked her to help her think about it. She also asked her what she gave to her husband on his birthday for reference.

Bai Changxia's answer was very simple. She opened her husband's shopping cart and secretly bought the things he wanted but hadn't ordered yet...

So, while Fu Jichen went to the bathroom to take a shower, Shen Jia Nian glanced at the charging cell phone he had placed on the bedside table, walked over gently, picked it up, and occasionally glanced in the direction of the bathroom in case the man suddenly came out.

It was the first time she peeked at Fu Jichen's cell phone without his permission, and she was inevitably nervous, similar to the mentality of a thief.

She knew Fu Jichen's mobile phone password. She entered the numbers one by one, unlocked the lock screen, and jumped to the main page. There were very few apps downloaded. At a glance, there was no shopping software at all.

Sure enough, Fu Jichen cannot be judged by common sense.

He doesn't need to shop by himself. He can just tell him what he wants to buy and his assistant and secretary will do it for him.

Shen Jianian's lips curled down, frustrated. Just as she was about to put her phone back, the bathroom door clicked without warning. She thought she was too nervous and was hallucinating, so she turned her head away.

Fu Jichen came out disheveled, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Shen Jianian holding a mobile phone in his hand.

If I read it correctly, that was his cell phone. She reached her hand above the bedside table, not knowing whether to put his phone back or just pick it up.

"You, why did you finish washing so quickly?" Shen Jia Nian said without confidence and accidentally stuttered. She didn't know what she was feeling guilty about, she obviously didn't do anything bad.

Fu Jichen raised his eyebrows: "I haven't washed it yet. I forgot to bring my pajamas."

Shen Jianian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she glanced at the shirt on his body. It really didn't look like he had finished taking a shower, but more like he had just unbuttoned all the buttons, and suddenly found that he had left his pajamas and walked out.

Looking back from his well-toned abdomen, Shen Jia Nian's brain shut down. After a few seconds, he pretended that nothing happened and put his mobile phone back on the bedside table, then explained in a subtle way: "My mobile phone is out of battery. Use yours." Check something on your phone.”

"Oh -" Fu Jichen's dark eyes hid a joking smile, and he protracted his tone, "Have you found it?"

Having said this, Shen Jia Nian could only tell the lie. She sat upright on the edge of the bed, her hands pretending to be relaxed and resting on her knees. However, the expression on her face was serious and solemn. The person looked very disobedient: "Found it."

A smile came out of the corner of Fu Jichen's eyes. He opened his clothes and exposed a large area of ​​skin. He walked to the bed, picked up his mobile phone and took a look.

Shen Jianian thought he was checking for traces of herself looking through his phone, and wanted to explain, but couldn't explain it for the moment.

What she didn't know was that Fu Jichen just checked the battery level of his phone and made sure it didn't need to be charged, so he unplugged the charging cable and handed the phone to her: "You can look at it if you want, no need to be sneaky, just look at it casually."

Shen Jianian sensed another meaning from his words and felt that he had misunderstood something, so he said in an unfair tone: "You don't think I'm investigating you, do you?"

Fu Jichen: "Why are you investigating me? To see if I have chatted with other women?"

"I..." Shen Jianian mentioned it in one breath and almost choked himself. He really misunderstood!

"It doesn't matter what you want to check." Seeing that she was reluctant to take the phone, Fu Jichen grabbed her hand and put the phone into her hand. His eyelashes were lowered, his eyes were dark, and the smile in his eyes was always there. Before leaving, his tone was low and slow, as if he was deliberately deceiving others, "Seriously, you are like this..."

Shen Jianian's thoughts were led astray by him, and she followed his words and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

"With you like this, I can only say that I was pleased." Fu Jichen thought for a while and couldn't find a suitable description, but he did feel pleasure, so it was correct to say "pleased."

Shen Jianian's pink lips parted slightly, but he hesitated to speak. He didn't know whether to explain that he didn't investigate him, or to say that he was too easy to please.

Fu Jichen didn't finish his words and continued: "It means you care about me."

How could he not be happy that his wife cared about him.

Shen Jianian was unable to explain, so she put the mobile phone that he had forced into her hand on the bed, and changed the subject to get rid of the problem: "Don't you want to take a shower? Why don't you go?"

She heard that the shower head in the bathroom was still running water.

Fu Jichen glanced at the mobile phone she threw on the bed. Instead of changing the topic as she wanted, he asked, "You don't look at my mobile phone anymore?"

"I have no intention of watching it!" Shen Jianian took a deep breath, "Why don't you believe it?"

"Oh."

Hearing this low-pitched "Oh", Shen Jianian raised her head and looked at his face. She didn't look at his phone. He seemed disappointed? Fu Jichen took the pajamas he had left behind and went to the bathroom.

After the people left, Shen Jia Nian breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the bed with her mobile phone. About five minutes later, Bai Changxia sent her a message.

Bai Changxia: "Are you done?"

When Shen Jianian saw these words, she felt even more tired. She covered her eyes with her hands and was silent for a while. Then she picked up her phone, typed a few words, and sent them: "It's okay not to mention it."

Bai Changxia quickly came back to her: "What do you mean?"

Shen Jianian recounted the tortuous process of browsing Fu Jichen's phone. Bai Changxia played a voice message and burst into ruthless laughter: "How could this happen? Hahaha."

Shen Jia Nian was helpless, and she also wanted to know how this could happen.

The idea of ​​"emptying the shopping cart" didn't work, so Shen Jianian crossed it out silently. Seeing that Fu Jichen's birthday was coming, she didn't prepare a gift, and she was so worried that she couldn't play the piano well.

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Fu Jichen's birthday is coming in a blink of an eye. September 9nd is a Thursday, a working day.

Early in the morning, when Shen Jia Nian was tying Fu Jichen's tie, he pretended to be unintentional and asked, "Are you having any entertainment tonight?"

Fu Jichen's thinking was quick. Almost the second she asked this question, he thought of something: "Do you have plans? Do you want me to free up time at night?"

Shen Jia Nian pursed his lips slightly. It was not good to communicate with people who were too smart. It was easy to see through their minds, which made it more difficult to create surprises.

After adjusting the knot of his tie, Shen Jianian patted it with his hand, then slowly raised his eyes, met his eyes, and said as calmly and naturally as possible: "No, just ask."

Fu Jichen replied: "There should be no entertainment."

Shen Jia Nian was afraid that he would see through, so he did not continue. The two went downstairs together, had breakfast, and watched Fu Jichen leave in the car. Shen Jia Nian stayed at home for half an hour longer and then left.

However, instead of going to the symphony studio, she went to a small theater.

Her trip could not be hidden from Xiao Zheng, who was driving her car, so when she got in the car, Shen Jia Nian told Xiao Zheng: "If Fu Jichen asks, just say that I am practicing piano in the studio."

Xiao Zheng was startled, not knowing what he meant.

Shen Jianian knew that he was hired by Fu Jichen. Although he drove for her, he was still taking orders from Fu Jichen. If he wanted him to keep it secret, he could only tell the real reason: "Today is Fu Jichen's birthday."

Xiao Zheng immediately understood that she wanted to prepare a birthday surprise for Mr. Fu and needed to keep it secret. He assured her: "Don't worry, I won't tell."

Shen Jia Nian was prescient. During the lunch break, Fu Jichen called Xiao Zheng and asked Shen Jia Nian what he was doing. Xiao Zheng said that he was in the studio and would go have dinner with the band members later and then rehearse in the afternoon.

Xiao Zheng never lied, so Fu Jichen had no doubts.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Fu Jichen left the office and took the elevator to the underground parking lot. His phone rang in his pocket. He took it out and Shen Jianian sent him a WeChat message.

It is a positioning.

At this moment, Fu Jichen didn't realize anything was wrong, so he typed a reply with one hand: "Is your band rehearsing here?"

Shen Jianian avoided the question and typed a few words and sent it: "Come pick me up."

Fu Jichen didn't ask her where Xiao Zheng was or why he didn't let Xiao Zheng deliver it. He just replied with a "good" word, put away his phone, got into the car, and told Qu Mo the address of the theater.

After more than half an hour's drive, Fu Jichen arrived at the location sent to him by Shen Jianian. He took out his mobile phone and sent her a WeChat message: "I'm here, how long do you have to finish?"

Shen Jia Nian replied: "Come to No. 6 Concert Hall and wait for me."

Fu Jichen got out of the car and walked into the theater alone. This is an old theater with a small venue and simple decoration. After asking the staff passing by, I found out that Concert Hall No. 6 is on the second floor. Fu Jichen went up the carpeted stairs.

Turn left at the top of the stairs. The door is marked No. 4. There is a faint sound of an opera performance inside, but because of the good sound insulation, it is not very real.

Fu Jichen walked along the corridor and passed the No. 5 Concert Hall. In front of it was No. 6. The door was closed tightly and not a single sound came out. It made people suspect that they were looking in the wrong place.

Fu Jichen hesitated for two seconds, then reached out and pushed the door open. (End of chapter)