The cold wife of rebirth is hard to favor

Chapter 66 46. Dressing
"Wife." Fu Jinyan's tone was gentle, and there was a hint of joy, like a child who got candy, just as pure and without reason.

Murong Yunmin sat up and stroked her somewhat messy hair, as if she was still a little dull.

"Go eat some of Wang Ma's cooking." After speaking, Murong Yunmin stood up.

She was a little annoyed, annoyed that she had fallen asleep here.She was greedy for his breath, so she sat on the sofa and fell asleep.Now, facing him, it was difficult for her to pretend to be indifferent.

She turned around, eager to leave.

As soon as Fu Jinyan stretched out his long arms, he pulled her into his arms, and her body fell into a warm embrace. She froze in Fu Jinyan's arms like this, and there seemed to be a steady and powerful heartbeat from a man on his back.

"let's eat together."

Murong Yunmin watched as Fu Jinyan opened the lunch boxes one by one, and she walked into the lounge.As soon as she sat down in front of the dressing table, she heard the door of the room open, and Fu Jinyan's slender figure appeared in the mirror.

The hand holding the comb paused for a moment before combing his hair slowly.

The slender figure of the woman was reflected in Fu Jinyan's dark pupils, the closer she got, the stronger her faint fragrance lingering around her nostrils became, spreading to every cell.

His eyes were involuntarily stained with a soft halo.

"I'll help you."

The man's deep voice pierced into the eardrums, and Murong Yunmin's hand was immediately wrapped in a big, generous palm, and her heartbeat suddenly lost its rhythm under his touch.

"I'll just do it myself."

She still remembers her ball head last time.

Fu Jinyan took another half step forward, her back stiffened suddenly, his body was almost pressed against her back, through the fabric, she could clearly feel his temperature, Fu Jinyan's generous palm wrapped She just held her hand, neither light nor heavy, but she couldn't break free. The warmth of his palm penetrated her skin and went straight to her heart.

Her hand holding the comb loosened unconsciously.Fu Jinyan took the comb in her hand smoothly, let go of her hand, and his deep eyes stopped on the face in the mirror for a moment.Fu Jinyan gently stroked the comb from the top of her head with the comb, and then returned it. He did it naturally, and her heart was filled with a layer of softness.

"Fu Jinyan!"

A soft call came out involuntarily.

"Ah."

The man's deep and magnetic voice rang above her head. He originally looked down at her hair-lined eyes, but at the same time looked at her in the mirror, his eyes were deep and warm.

Her heart skipped a beat.

……

"The director of Murong Group suffered a heart attack today..."

Murong Yunmin paused, and looked at the staff who were watching the screen in the corridor.

"Madam is here." Someone in the crowd said, and everyone turned around from the lit screen and looked in Murong Yunmin's direction.

However, Murong Yunmin's gaze was fixed on the screen, and her hand was tightly sunken into the palm of her hand.

"Uncle Zhao." Her lips parted slightly, but she couldn't even make a sound.

She turned around and walked out the door.

She looked at the sky, trying not to let the tears flow.Her heart seemed to be completely devastated, and on top of the ruins, it seemed that it would be difficult to build a house that could shelter from the wind and rain.

Looking back, she found Rong Zhongyao standing beside the car.

He always wears a windbreaker, resolute yet elegant.

(End of this chapter)