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

"Do you like Bai Yuanjing very much?"

There was no emotion in the man's voice.

Shen Xiuwan thought of Bai Yuanjing and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth with a sweet smile: "I like it!"

"Just because he's nice to you?"

"He is my fiancé. Isn't it right for him to be nice to me?" Shen Xiuwan was surprised. "Besides, I naturally don't like others just because they are nice to me. Otherwise, it would be too sentimental. I like He is a person who is down-to-earth, motivated, kind, skilled in medicine, and emotionally stable. He can cook, make coffee, and has high attainments in Chinese painting, calligraphy, and classical culture. I can learn a lot from being with him, I like to chat with him and be alone. In my eyes, he is not only my fiancé, but also half of my teacher."

When talking about Bai Yuanjing, every detail of their relationship in the past two years appeared in front of Shen Xiuwan.

She has grown a lot in two years.

Whether it is her vision, conversation or personal abilities, they are better than before.

When she was with Jincheng, she always felt inferior and cowardly, as if she was a very bad and unworthy woman. She seemed to never be able to catch up with Jincheng, and she seemed to always have to look up to her husband.

But when she is with Bai Yuanjing, she will feel that she is a very good person.

Yuan Jing would patiently and gently tell her that there was nothing shameful about being born into a humble family, and being divorced and having children didn't prove anything.

He made her believe that she was a good person in her own right and that she deserved everything she got.

Fu Jincheng looked at the light in her eyes.

In all the years she was married to him, this kind of light had never appeared in her eyes...

"Jincheng," Shen Xiuwan suddenly turned to him seriously, "Don't interfere with me and Yuan Jing's affairs anymore. We have already agreed to invite the two families to Shanghai in the next spring to officially get engaged. If nothing else happens, at the turn of next spring and summer , is our wedding day.”

A woman's eyes are full of longing and confidence for the upcoming marriage life.

Fu Jincheng's face became colder.

This is how she started a new life.

Time seemed to have only left him in the past. He did not even dare to express his feelings. He could only hide in a dark corner and peek into the lives of Shen Xiuwan and Bai Yuanjing, living like a poisonous snake that could not see the light.

His chest was filled with jealousy and unwillingness, and he said, "Marriage is not a happy thing."

After the words fell, Shen Xiuwan was startled.

Fu Jincheng belatedly realized that he had said the wrong thing.

He just wanted to spoil her mood, but he didn't expect that it would remind her of her marriage to him.

Shen Xiuwan smiled slightly, pretending to be relaxed and teasing: "I'm really sorry. It turns out that the seven-year marriage between you and me has caused such a big psychological shadow on you. It's my fault after all. I will apologize to you."

She held her handbag and bowed slowly.

Although it was a joke, the moment she lowered her head, she still felt a sense of sourness in her heart.

This is what Jincheng is like.

Every time she talked to him, she always felt sad, as if her existence was so dirty and unnecessary.

She held back her tears, unwilling to look at Fu Jincheng again, turned around and left the Peace Hotel.

Fu Jincheng stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass window and saw Shen Xiuwan hurriedly stopped a rickshaw and quickly disappeared into the snowy city.

He said the wrong thing again.

He always seemed to make her sad.

Adjutant Fang stood at the door of the conference room and said cautiously: "Third Master, when you were in Yanjing, you were surrounded by so many women. Logically speaking, isn't it easy to win back the heart of Third Young Mistress? How come... …Why did it end up like this again?”

Fu Jincheng's face was expressionless.

Those women were all here by himself, he never did anything on his own initiative.

How does he know how to get Wanwan back?

What's more, Wanwan and those Yingying Yanyan can't be compared at all.

He raised his hand and rubbed his brow in annoyance.

Christmas is here. Bai Yuanjing knew that Shen Xiuwan had never celebrated Christmas.

He hired people to decorate the entire western-style building and garden, hired several chefs who were good at cooking Western food, and specially held a Christmas party at home, where he entertained many friends and classmates.

Fu Jincheng was too lazy to watch him and Shen Xiuwan being affectionate in public, so he declined with a dark face because he was busy with business.

Knowing that he would not come, Bai Yuanjing played with the invitation with her fingertips.

As if he thought of something, his thin lips couldn't help but reveal a slight smile.

Shen Xiuwan was coming down from upstairs.

She asked Bai Yuanjing to draw the female textile worker wearing a red scarf. She has been hiding upstairs and busy embroidering this work so that she can take it to the competition next year.

Seeing Bai Yuanjing on the sofa, she couldn't help but wonder: "Yuanjing, why are you laughing?"

Bai Yuanjing held her in his arms.

He sniffed the perfume on her neck and said softly: "Smile like an idiot."

"Idiot? What kind of stupid method?"

"He once had a stone, but he threw it away because he disliked the stone being clumsy and ugly. The person who picked up the stone found that it was a piece of jade, so he polished it a little to reveal the beautiful jade inside. The fool learned that the other person had The beautiful jade he held in his hand was actually something he had thrown away before, and he immediately regretted it too late."

Shen Xiuwan listened carefully and did not think about her and Fu Jincheng.

She said seriously: "There are few regret medicines in the world. I think life is different from trains. Trains come and go, but life only goes in one direction. 'If you have flowers that can be broken, you must break them; don't wait until there are no flowers to break branches.' Cherish The people around you are the most important.”

The Bai family's Christmas party is very lively this year.

There is a green Christmas tree in the restaurant, the long dining table is decorated with silver candlesticks and silver tableware, and there is a dazzling array of turkey, roast suckling pig, smoked ham, pudding and other foods.

Shen Xiuwan and Bai Yuanjing greeted the guests as if they were a couple.

The guests were very happy and encouraged Shen Xiuwan to open the gift given to her by Bai Yuanjing.

Shen Xiuwan held the brocade box and looked up at Bai Yuanjing with red cheeks: "Can it be opened?"

Bai Yuanjing said gently: "Of course."

Shen Xiuwan carefully unwrapped the ribbon.

The brocade box is covered with a thick layer of black velvet, and a string of diamond necklaces lies quietly on the velvet. The diamond pendant is particularly eye-catching. It is the size of a pigeon egg, and its color is rich, pure and clear. The most rare thing is that it is It is a complete pink diamond.

There was a gasp from the guests.

Some of them had attended Zhou Cibai's birthday party in Yanjing two years ago. They remembered that Fu Jincheng had given Zhou Cibai an expensive sapphire necklace at that time, but the pink diamond in front of them was worth more than the sapphire. More than ten times more!
Bai Yuanjing...

He really wants to marry Shen Xiuwan!
Shen Xiuwan held the diamond necklace blankly.

She had been extremely eager for Jincheng to give her a diamond necklace.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was Yuan Jing who fulfilled her wish.

Bai Yuanjing smiled gently: "I'll put it on for you."

Fu Jincheng stood in the small mansion opposite, watching them through the round western arch window.

There were no lights on in the room.

The moonlight shines in through the window, and it is vaguely visible that this room is the new house where he and Shen Xiuwan lived in Yanjing.

He stood in the darkness, and the shadow on the floor was stretched into a long and lonely posture.

Scattered snowflakes drifted outside the windowpane.

Tonight's Christmas seems to be full of atmosphere because of snowflakes.

He looked at Shen Xiuwan and suddenly thought of Yanjing two years ago.

When Shen Xiuwan escaped from Cornell and stood alone on the street, looking up at the birthday party he held for Zhou Cibai at Yanjing Hotel, was she feeling the same as he was now?