perfect hidden marriage

Chapter 442 Are You Suspecting He Is Cheating?
Of course it looks good.

figure too!
She deliberately put a pose in the mirror.

Well, the body has not fully recovered, it is too thin, but it is definitely not bad, but why is that man becoming more and more indifferent to her?

She would rather face the computer and have a meeting with Ji Bei and the others thousands of miles away than sleep with her in her arms. This means that her charm value has been severely devalued.

Oops, this is too bad.

She held her face in her hands, and suddenly missed the man's 24-year-old husband on the hospital bed.

Thinking wildly, she went to pick out a beautiful dress. It was sleeveless, with a V-neck front and back, and was knee-length. The graceful skirt showed off her figure.

She is satisfied with this.

Dressed up, she went out the door.

There is no him in the study; there is no him in the kitchen, only a note is left on the dining table.

"I'm going out for a while, and I'll be back soon, so I'll eat my breakfast obediently."

It's Jin Hengyuan's handwriting.

Why did he go so early in the morning?

The breakfast was very rich, and it was just eating alone, which was a bit boring, but the phone rang at this moment, she went to get it to check, it was Yang Jiahui's call.

"Hey, Big Belly, why haven't you taken a nap yet..."

It was past six o'clock in the morning in France on her side, and it should be past twelve o'clock in the morning on Jiahui's side.

"I can't sleep, I want to talk to you..."

Yang Jiahui leaned on the sofa, her big belly appeared in the video - this is Yang Jiahui and Bo Feihong's second child, and it will be born in half a month.

"Where's your boss? Today is the weekend...why don't you stay at home with you?"

"There's a meeting in the study! Where's your elder brother Er Jin!"

"out!"

"It's so early, didn't you sleep in?"

"who knows."

Su Jin stroked her hair, sighed softly with a provocative posture, and inexplicably felt a sense of worrying about gain and loss: "Jiahui, look at me, don't I feel very tasteless... I feel like my man Not interested in me anymore..."

Yang Jiahui was giggling there, feeling bad when she heard it: "Why do I hear a smell of desire and dissatisfaction?"

A suspicious red cloud quietly climbed onto Su Jin's face: "I just feel that he doesn't value me more and more?"

"Are you suspecting that he... cheated?"

The woman in the video suddenly sat up.

"It's not like cheating, I just feel that he doesn't take me as seriously as before... By the way, I have been married to him for less than seven years..."

She scratched her bangs and blew like blue:

"I think I can't go on playing like this anymore. I don't do my job all day long, and I only know how to think about men's thoughts. If this continues, I'm afraid I will become crazy. Well, I will come back when you have a baby, and then, I Go to Guan Jinyuan, let Lao Bo take a long maternity leave and take good care of you for a few months..."

"I'm afraid your man won't agree. He told Lao Bo before that he will travel all over the world with you before returning home."

Jin Hengyuan did say so, but she looked greedily at Yang Jiahui's tall and big belly:
"But Jiahui, I miss you so much! I miss your Mituan even more. That chick is really getting more and more beautiful. I want to have a son, so I must make Mituan my daughter-in-law."

Yang Jiahui smiled over there: "Then give birth earlier! However, even if you give birth now, the age difference is too big, at least six years. A girl should find a man who is a few years older than herself Get married. So, even if you give birth to a son, I won't marry my daughter to be your daughter-in-law... Hey, I said, you like your daughter so much, wouldn't everything be fine if you give birth to one yourself..."

"I think so too, but..."

Su Jin sighed, the video flickered at this moment, Lao Bo sat next to Yang Jiahui, and greeted her:

"Hi! Su Jin, I'm afraid you're going to be busy today... By the way, I forgot Gong..."

Before she finished speaking, Yang Jiahui covered her mouth.

Su Jin looked at it and blinked.

Here, what's the situation?
"Go brush your teeth, how many cigarettes have you smoked, and your breath smells so bad..."

Yang Jiahui complained about Bo Feihong over there.

"Where is it?"

"I told you to do it, so you should do it quickly. If you don't dare to do it, you can sleep in the living room tonight..."

Bo Feihong smiled, sat down, and stood up again, being controlled submissively.

Seeing how good this couple is now, Su Jin smiled lightly.

"We carry on with our business."

After chatting, on the Shanghai side, Yang Jiahui laughed out loud, nervously.

Bo Feihong, who came out of the bathroom, looked at it very worried.

Wife, what kind of prenatal syndrome is this?
His mouth was obviously very fresh, she had to force him to brush his teeth, but now, he was still laughing wildly there.

"Jiahui, what are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at Xiao Jin!"

"What happened to Su Jin?"

When he sat down, he carefully pulled her into his arms.

"Jin Hengyuan is still hiding it from her... She is worrying about being left out by Jin Hengyuan... I don't even know what day it is today... Ha, Jin Hengyuan is really good at keeping secrets..."

Yang Jiahui sighed softly and leaned her head on the man's shoulder, and gently stroked her stomach with her hands:
"If it wasn't for the imminent birth, I would really like to go and give her blessings... Marriage is the biggest thing in life..."

Here, France, Provence.

Su Jin finished her breakfast, wrapped herself in a silk scarf, walked out of the manor, and walked into the vineyard not far away.

The soil is very soft, and the shelves are full of grapes, round and round, green and green, which is really lovable...

She picked two and ate them, they were very sour, it's not yet time...

If the heat is not enough, if you force it, it will inevitably be sour.

"There are purple grapes over there, very sweet, Miss Su, I'll take you there to pick them..."

Behind him, a French boy under the age of 20 was holding an easel and watching with a smile on his face. He must have seen all the embarrassing appearance of her stealing sour grapes.

She was a little embarrassed.

"No. You came to paint so early?"

"Ok!"

"Yes, I don't know if I have the honor to get some pointers from you, Miss Su?"

This young man was sunny and handsome, with a literary and artistic atmosphere all over his body, and he was very enthusiastic. His big bright eyes shone dazzlingly when he saw Su Jin.

This man is very fond of her.

When she came back to this vineyard for the first time, there was an easel in the garden, but there was no painter. She drew a picture when she was eager for skills. In the end, she was amazed by this young man, and the two of them talked about the artistry of painting together.

After talking, the young man suddenly wanted to pursue him.

She smiled and told him in blunt French: "I'm married."

Coincidentally, that day, she didn't wear her wedding ring, because she lost weight, the ring slipped into the sewer while taking a shower, after that, Jin Hengyuan spent a lot of effort to flush it out of the sewer.

He thought, if he didn't change it, this kind of thing would happen again, so he took it to someone to deal with it.

The French guy didn't see her wearing the ring, so he thought she was lying to him. He didn't believe it until he saw Jin Hengyuan take her away with a cold face.

Unexpectedly, when I met this young man again for the second time, he was still so considerate, and said: "We can't be boyfriend and girlfriend, we can just be ordinary friends..."

This man admired her skills in painting and kept pestering her to talk.

Jin Hengyuan was very unhappy about this, and said to her privately:

"Don't get too close to people with ulterior motives."

In the past few days, she had deliberately avoided this person, but who knows, she bumped into him again today.

Actually, if you bump into him, just bump into him. From Su Jin's point of view, this person has no bad intentions.

"I'm afraid not. My husband is here."

When she looked up, she saw her man not far away, looking at herself with cold eyes.

Oh, why did he come back so soon?

He was also hit by him.

And his face is so dark, are you angry?

She thought about it, these few days, he was busy ignoring her, could it be because he was jealous?
The French guy was very witty, smiled and waved away.

There is a little red among the green bushes.

The green one is the grape trellis, and the su brocade is the focal point of the charming red.

Jin Hengyuan stood there with a painting bag on his back, and saw that the young man's cold face gradually melted after he left, and the bright spring light returned to his pupils.

She wants to go over.

"do not move……"

Jin Hengyuan called out. He was wearing a white shirt and light beige slacks. His sleeves were rolled up a few times. He had a cool hairstyle. Under the blue sky and white clouds, he was charmingly handsome.

Su Jin didn't move, looked at him, and set up the painting tools in the bag.

It turned out that he was going to paint her.

She smiled slightly, took a deep breath, and stood quietly, letting the amorous autumn wind flutter her skirt.

There are endless vineyards, with a faint and intoxicating fruit fragrance.

Autumn is refreshing, and the mood is as bright as the blue sky.

I do not know how long it has been.

"are you done."

Su Jin calculated that the time was almost up.

"All right!"

He barked there, and his voice was as pleasant as ever.

She walked over slowly, holding her hair disheveled by the wind with one hand.

The painting is beautiful.

She saw it in her eyes, liked it very much, and smiled softly: "Go back and frame it."

"it is good!"

He took her hand.

She looked up at him: this face, as if it could conjure magic, was no longer cold, warm and kind, like two people before.

He, why doesn't he want to see a handsome man appearing beside her?

"You, aren't you angry?"

She asked softly, her beautiful eyes rolling.

"Why should I be angry?"

he asked lowly.

"It's better not to be angry."

She smiled and leaned up to steal a kiss on his lips:
"My face smelled like that just now!"

"Why should I show a good face to someone I don't like... I have warned him several times, and I am still waiting nearby!"

He snorted.

"It's just a chance encounter!"

She corrects.

"He has thoughts about you. I'm a man and I can see that."

"Do you think your wife is a heartthrob?"

"Not a heartthrob, but equally able to captivate discerning male animals..."

"..."

This praise is really too flattering.

Well, actually, he narcissistically praised himself too.

(End of this chapter)