Marrying a powerful man: The third master is wild and untamable

Shen Xiuwan leaned behind the door.

The lights in the room were dim. She placed one hand on the door and touched the cashmere scarf with the other.

Her eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows on her fair, jade-like cheeks. She half-closed her eyes, and the sound of the knocking on the door was so close that it seemed to be knocking on her heart.

She slowly raised her head.

Her blurry face was reflected on the windowpane across the room. Her hair was disheveled. In such a long and cool autumn night, the outline looked a bit strange, as if some monster was hiding outside the window to peek at her and call her. His heartbeat sped up a bit.

She suddenly thought a little strangely that she and Yuan Jing had known each other for six years because of Jincheng. How many times had he knocked on the door in these six years?

With his background and life experience, he must have met many excellent and beautiful women. As long as he thought, maybe he didn't even need to knock on the door, and they would willingly hand over the door keys.

She is the most inconspicuous type, why would he insist on knocking on her door?

"Wanwan," another voice came from outside the door, "Let's talk things over tonight, okay?"

Shen Xiuwan bit her lip, hesitated for a long time, then lowered her head and opened the door: "It's cold outside, come in and sit down."

She avoided Bai Yuanjing's eyes and made him a cup of hot tea.

Bai Yuanjing picked up the ceramic tea cup. In the cold night, the fresh and refreshing fragrance of tea came to his nostrils. The green tea leaves were floating in the water, and his palms felt warm.

He said frankly: "Six years ago, we met at Aunt Fu's fiftieth birthday. That night, Jincheng and the others were playing cards and dancing in the living room, but we were the only two listening to the rain in Zoumalou. Do you still remember?"

Shen Xiuwan nodded and sat opposite him with a blushing face.

Bai Yuanjing raised his eyebrows: "At that time, I fell in love with you."

Shen Xiuwan raised her eyes in surprise, met the man's passionate and sincere gaze, and quickly lowered her head.

that time……

She remembered that she still didn't understand anything at that time, like a country girl who came to the city and was ostracized by the ladies in Yanjing City. Even a dancer with no status like Liu Manling dared to flirt with Jincheng in front of her.

Yuan Jing said that he has loved her since that time, but why does he love her?

She raised her hand and licked her hair. Her daughter was too shy to ask.

"But you were still Jincheng's wife at the time," Bai Yuanjing continued. "My moral sense bound me so that I couldn't do anything to you. I could only do my best to help you when you were sick and hospitalized. Later, you and I was very happy about the divorce in Jincheng, and I made a plan to come to the south to hold a medical exchange meeting in the spring of the next year, because I know that Shanghai is very close to your hometown, and I want to see you."

Shen Xiuwan was surprised again.

The medical exchange meeting in Shanghai that year was actually for her?

A strange feeling welled up in her heart.

When her grandfather passed away, she hoped that Jincheng could go back to her hometown with her to attend the funeral.

She waited for him eagerly at the train station for a long time, and she couldn't wait for him until the train finally started.

But there was actually a person in this world who came all the way for her, and tried every means to use the medical exchange meeting as a cover-up, just to come to her hometown to see her openly.

It turns out that this is how it feels to be taken into consideration by someone...

The tip of Shen Xiuwan's nose was sore, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

Bai Yuanjing keenly caught her emotional changes and said quickly: "Don't cry, but what did I say wrong?"

Shen Xiuwan shook her head vigorously and said hoarsely: "No, you didn't say anything wrong!"

There was a cry in her voice, and a bit of the squeamishness unique to a southern girl.

She cried just because she felt wronged and unworthy of her past self.

Her tears made Bai Yuanjing feel affectionate.

He took out a thick stack of ferry tickets from his wallet and carefully arranged them on the table in chronological order.

He said: "Look, this is my ticket for traveling between Shanghai and Suzhou in the past two years. The hospital is too busy. I can't abandon those people who have come all the way to see me for medical treatment for my own personal affairs. I I can only come to see you on weekends, so I have only saved a total of 103 tickets. Wanwan, can these 103 tickets impress you? If not, I am willing to save another 100 or 200 tickets. , five hundred, until the day I can impress you!" One hundred and three tickets...

Shen Xiuwan was stunned.

She gently touched the tickets, and her eyes gradually filled with tears.

She looked at the man opposite with tearful eyes.

Under the light, he had a handsome appearance and noble demeanor. He was obviously a northern man, but deep down he was paranoid about the tenderness of the south. Like the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, it silently infiltrated everything, and silently occupied her life and years.

She thought maybe she was willing to spend the rest of her life with such a man.

Her face was red, but she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Bai Yuanjing inquired: "Wanwan, what is your attitude towards me now?"

Shen Xiuwan secretly clenched her hands.

The boudoir was silent, as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.

At this moment, He Biqing's voice urging him to eat came again from downstairs.

Shen Xiuwan suddenly jumped up as if frightened, grabbed Bai Yuanjing and pushed him out the door: "You go downstairs first, I'll comb my hair!"

"Wanwan——"

Bai Yuanjing refused to leave.

He put one hand on the door frame, held her waist with the other, and pulled her into his arms.

The two of them were so close that they could almost hear each other's breathing.

"Wanwan, what kind of feelings do you have towards me?"

Bai Yuanjing asked in a low voice while slowly untying Shen Xiuwan's cashmere scarf and wrapping it around their necks at the same time, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

He held Shen Xiuwan's cheek.

There was a night breeze in the patio.

The woman's loose hair was flying wildly in the wind, making her small white jade face at a loss. Her breath was filled with a rouge-like blush, and her dark eyelashes were fluttering. She was so nervous that she didn't know what to look at. Which way is better?

Bai Yuanjing suddenly laughed.

"Wanwan, you don't dare to look at me, do you like me?"

He waited for a moment, but before Shen Xiuwan could answer, he simply lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Shen Xiuwan did not expect this person to be so bold.

Her pupils dilated and she stared shyly at the handsome face so close to her.

In her impression, Yuan Jing was as gentle and gentle as jade, so why was he so tough in private?

After the kiss, Shen Xiuwan turned her face away and refused to pay attention to him.

Bai Yuanjing's ears also had a hint of blush.

He untied the cashmere scarf and rubbed her long, messy hair lovingly: "Are all girls from Jiangnan as thin-skinned as you? Wanwan, you blush too easily."

Shen Xiuwan gritted her teeth and closed the door with a "bang" in embarrassment.

While sitting in front of the dressing table, she used a mahogany comb to smooth her hair little by little.

Looking up at the mirror, her face was still red, glowing as brightly as a peach blossom in such an autumn night.

Is she considered to be with Yuan Jing?

Shen Xiuwan felt like she was dreaming.