fiery fall

Shen Ennan walked out of the bathroom wrapped in pure white pajamas.

She washed her hair and wrapped it in a hair towel on the top of her head, making her small face as big as a palm. Her dark eyes were gentle, but unfortunately, under her eyes, three ugly scars were spread all over her face.

The bedroom was quiet, and no familiar figures were seen, and Shen Ennan breathed a sigh of relief.

A feeling of joy appeared in my heart.

Although Fu Qianbei said he wouldn't mind her face, she still only wanted to leave a good image in his heart because of her appearance.

Shen Ennan put plaster on his face.

Then, she picked up her mobile phone and sent a message to Fu Qianbei: "I've finished washing. Where are you? Do you want to take a bath? I'll put the hot water on for you first." ]

The message was sent, but Fu Qianbei did not reply in time.

Exiting the dialog box, Shen Ennan saw the unread message that Dr. Chen sent her.

Dr. Chen: [Ms. Shen, as long as there is surgery, there is a certain amount of risk. There are many nervous systems on the human face. If the plastic surgery fails, the consequences may lead to facial nerve paralysis. ]

Dr. Chen: [Our plastic surgery institution is the best in the world, with a surgical success rate as high as 75%. If you really decide to receive plastic surgery treatment, I can help you arrange it as soon as possible~]

Seventy-five percent...

Shen Ennan stared at the number, breathing a little nervously.

The success rate is still very high, but if she fails, can she accept the result of facial nerve paralysis?

He hesitated for a few minutes.

Shen Ennan: [Dr. Chen, I will consider giving you an answer in a day or two. ]

Dr. Chen: [Okay, I'll wait for your reply. ]

Shen Ennan took a breath, Fu Qianbei hadn't replied to the message yet.

She looked at the bedroom door. There was a light on downstairs. Fu Qianbei should be on the first floor.

After undergoing plastic surgery, Shen Ennan decided to have a good talk with Fu Qianbei.

"Meow~" After walking down the stairs, Rebirth trotted over lightly, rubbed at her feet, raised her round little face, looking cute and cute.

Shen Ennan's eyes narrowed, and he leaned over to pick it up, "Where is daddy?"

The little guy meowed and nuzzled into her arms clingingly.

Shen Ennan smiled and interacted affectionately with the little guy for a while.

There was only one partial lamp on in the living room, and Fu Qianbei was not in the living room either. However, the door of the study room next to him was ajar, and light came from inside.

"Is dad still in the study? Let's go see if dad is done with his work." Shen Ennan made a shushing gesture to the little guy and walked towards the study with him in his arms.

In the study, Fu Qianbei didn't feel anyone approaching.

At this moment, he took off his heavy coat and wore a neat white shirt and black trousers. He was facing the direction of the study window and said plausibly, "Mrs. Fu, although we have already received a marriage certificate, the ritual sense of marriage proposal is something that others have. You There should be, I ask you sincerely and sincerely, will you marry me?"

As the man spoke, he stretched out his left hand and placed a square ring box made of velvet on his palm.

This posture was maintained for five seconds. Fu Qianbei withdrew his hand, frowned slightly, and murmured to himself unsatisfied, "Isn't this method too old-fashioned, or should I try a simpler method..."

Fu Qianbei tugged on his black tie, stretched out his hand again, and whispered in a gentle voice: "Dear Princess, will you marry me?"

Shen Ennan stood at the door, his pupils trembling, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it was about to jump out.

The little one in her arms seemed to want to scream, so she quickly covered the rebirth's mouth.

Is Fu Qianbei preparing a proposal for her?

"Meow meow!"

Rebirth's mouth was covered and he struggled wildly in Shen Ennan's arms. In desperation, he bit Shen Ennan's finger and took the opportunity to escape.

"Papa" the fat cat landed heavily on the floor, twisted his butt and left briskly. And this sound was enough to make Fu Qianbei, who was racking his brains for a proposal in the study, aware of it.

He turned around and saw Shen Ennan standing at the door. The surprise and surprise in the latter's eyes made it obvious that his surprise proposal had been discovered by the person involved in advance.

Mr. Fu, who had always been calm, suddenly felt his ears heat up. He unnaturally pulled the black tie hanging around his neck and coughed.

"En Nan, are you... finished washing?"

"Can I come in?" Shen Ennan's heartbeat was fast, and he tried to stay calm and asked with a smile.

Fu Qianbei raised his hand and touched the tip of his straight nose, and walked towards her, "Well, that's okay. I just handled some things in the company and I'm done."

"Have you finished taking a shower?"

Shen Ennan looked at Fu Qianbei's shy and guilty look, and the smile on his face became gentler and sweeter. His eyes indicated his appearance, "Mr. Fu, isn't it obvious that I am like this?"

Fu Qianbei groaned, his ears turning red again, "It's done, I'll take a shower too."

Walking up to Shen Ennan, someone couldn't help but ask, "Did you hear something just now?"

"I didn't, right?"

Shen Ennan's eyes averted for a moment. She wanted to pretend that she didn't notice anything, but her emotions had already betrayed her.

Fu Qianbei curled his lips helplessly and held her soft little hand, "Is it okay to forget what happened just now and just pretend that you have never come down?"

Shen Ennan nodded obediently, but the next second, he raised his bright black eyes again, "When are you going to propose to me?"

Fu Qianbei was stunned, "Didn't I tell you to forget?"

"But I heard it."

Fu Qianbei sighed helplessly and subtly changed the subject, "Why did you come downstairs after taking a shower? Do you want to see me for anything?"

"Yes." Shen Ennan nodded again, remembering the purpose of coming down, and his tone became more solemn, "I have something to discuss with you."

"Then let's sit down and talk." Fu Qianbei smiled and gradually returned to his usual calmness. The red ears gradually faded away. He pulled Shen Ennan into the study.

There is no sofa in the study room. Apart from two large bookshelves, there is only a large computer desk and office chair.

Shen Ennan thought Fu Qianbei would let her sit on the office chair.

As soon as she walked over, a pair of generous hands hugged her waist, and then she jumped into the air and sat on Fu Qianbei's desk with her legs in the air.

Fu Qianbei leaned lazily on the office chair, raised his ascetic and cold handsome face slightly, and looked at her with a smile, "What do you want to discuss with me?"

Shen Ennan looked at his Qingjun face and felt more determined, "Hubby, Dr. Chen has contacted me. My face can now undergo plastic surgery, and I want to do it."

"Now?" The smile on Fu Qianbei's face faded, and his dark eyes became serious.

During the recent period, he has closely examined the technology in the plastic surgery industry. Currently, no plastic surgery institution in the world can guarantee that the surgery will be 100% successful and without side effects.

He has invested in an international institution and two leading domestic plastic surgery institutions for technology research and development, in order to ensure that Shen Ennan's surgery is foolproof.

Shen Ennan nodded vigorously, "Well, I want to do the surgery now."