High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

If Wu Yuqing becomes Feng Churui's wife, she must be IKEA IKEA.

And what about her?

She hasn't finished college yet, not to mention work, even the basic communication, she is much inferior to Wu Yuqing, who has both ways.

The only thing he can do now is to learn how to cook, so that he can eat the hot dishes and meals cooked by her when he comes home from get off work.

Wu Xuewei sat in the restaurant for a long time, the food on the table was already completely cold, and Feng Churui didn't move much at all for that dinner.

It's not that she doesn't know what to do, she understands that he loves her, but she feels that she has to do something for him to be at ease, and then hypnotizes herself, look, Feng Churui also needs you, and he can't do without you .

Feng Churui was delayed for 3 days in the study to deal with official business, and a lot of official documents were backlogged, so he had to work overtime to give instructions.

When he realized that it was very late, he was the one who had finished marking a pile of documents as high as a hill, rubbed his dry eyes, and left the study, going to the bedroom in a habitual manner.

There was no sign of Wu Xuewei in the bedroom, so he went to the living room again. Seeing that the lights in the dining room were still on, he wrinkled his eyebrows and strode in.

Wu Xuewei was lying on the dining table, with her eyes open, not knowing what she was thinking about, and the food on the table was still in place, she just lay there, motionless, and rarely blinked her eyes.

Feng Churui pulled her up, his voice sullen: "Wu Xuewei!"

Wu Xuewei rubbed her dry eyes and said in a low voice, "Here!"

"Explain to me, what's going on with your behavior of staying here!"

"Are you angry with me?" Wu Xuewei raised her eyelids, and the sockets of her eyes quickly turned red. She was aggrieved at first and hated her failure to live up to her expectations. Now that she heard his tone intensify, her fragile defenses were about to burst.

Feng Churui didn't want to say any more, the murder was already fierce, and it would be impossible to take it back.

Leading her back to the bedroom, Wu Xuewei had to trot to keep up with his tall legs and long strides. She also held her breath and refused to ask him to slow down.

Feng Churui was so angry that he had no time to care about her feelings, so he dragged her halfway into the bedroom and threw her on the bed, "Sleep."

After dropping two words, he turned and went out, turning off the lights.

The room was dark, Wu Xuewei opened her eyes in the darkness, looking in the direction of the bedroom door, after a while, she quickly got up, turned on the light and rushed out.

Run after him in the hallway and hug him tightly from behind.

Feng Churui was hugged by her like a small bazooka, his tall body staggered two steps before stabilizing, looking down at her tightly intertwined hands, he had a headache and was helpless, "What is this for?"

"Don't be angry, can't I listen to you?" Wu Xuewei lay on his generous back, her voice was dull and depressed.

Feng Churui was silent.

Wu Xuewei became even more nervous, holding his arm tighter and tighter, "Uncle Feng, Uncle Feng, don't be angry, okay? I was wrong... Is it okay to listen to you from now on? You used to love me the most, I know it's the same now, right, Uncle Feng?"

Feng Churui's voice was a little heavy: "Change your name."

Wu Xuewei chuckled, then walked around in front of him, and looked at him with a smile: "Feng Churui? A Rui?"

"As you please." Feng Churui chuckled and pinched her delicate chin.

Then she saw her clinging to his arms like a tree, and said: "I want to go back to the guest room to take a shower, why, want to go together?"