In the international airport, the flight to country M was about to take off in 15 minutes. Qi Yan was holding a small suitcase and looking at Fu Huaichen with a puzzled face.
"Still not leaving? The meeting agreed with Matt is tomorrow morning. If you miss this flight, you will definitely miss the meeting. By then, the contract worth more than one billion will be gone, and your old lady will definitely scold you like a grandson again. "
Fu Huaichen glared at him angrily, looked at his watch, and said calmly: "She still has 5 minutes."
Qi Yan raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure she will come?"
"I'm not sure." Fu Huaichen said lightly: "I hope she will come, but I don't want her to come."
Five minutes is very short, but sometimes it is very long. He stared at the hands on his watch as it circled the last circle, as if sighing slightly, no longer waiting, and turned around to board the plane.
"Fu Huaichen."
Fu Huaichen immediately stood up, but did not look back.
Shen Chuan ran forward quickly. She was wearing a professional suit, her long hair was neatly pulled up, and she was wearing light makeup.
Qi Yan nudged Fu Huaichen with his elbow and whispered, "She's here."
Fu Huaichen nodded, without even looking back, took the small suitcase from Qi Yan and walked straight to the boarding gate.
Shen Chuan ran all the way over in high heels and was already out of breath. Qi Yan walked up to her and nuzzled at Fu Huaichen's back: "Remember to coax him later, he's jealous."
Shen Chuan smiled politely, with mixed emotions in his eyes.
Of course she was able to show up at the airport and be allowed to go abroad because Fu Huaichen helped her solve everything.
Just last night, she bowed her head to Fu Huaichen, begging Fu Huaichen to let her go, and also let Wang Heng go - no matter whether Wang Heng was sincere or fake, she didn't want to harm others because of her own reasons. Go to a strange road.
She compromised and bowed her head. Wasn't she just becoming a bed-warming tool for a powerful man?Isn't it just that you won't get the slightest respect when you stay around him, and you will always be inferior to him? That's the man he likes, so what does it matter? So what if the marital relationship is not visible to the public?At least Fu Huaichen was generous enough. How much benefit could he get out of him before his novelty wore off?At least those money and assets don't have to worry about being asked back.
She is his wife, not a mistress. How many women can't ask for it in their entire lives to be able to marry a man like Fu Huaichen? It's time to be content.
Shen Chuan comforted herself over and over again, but she burst into tears on the phone.
Every time she spoke a word, her heart felt like it had been cut out by a knife. All the decisions she had made and the cruel words she had said in countless struggles and pains were crushed to dust in front of this phone call!
How absurd, how ridiculous...
When she cried until the end, her stomach felt cold and she couldn't stop retching.
Fu Huaichen was silent on the other end of the phone, and remained silent until Shen Chuan's crying subsided, and asked him cautiously, "When can I come back to you?"
Fu Huaichen asked back: "Being with me makes you so miserable? But you said you love me."
no answer.
He said: "Tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning, the international airport, SZ Airlines, I will wait for you there."
Fu Huaichen expected Shen Chuan to come to him, but he didn't want her to come to him for another man. He wanted Shen Chuan to come back to him because of love, instead of being desperate and begging for mercy.
Shen Chuan is still here anyway.
She hadn't slept for about the whole night, her eyes were still red and swollen, and she still had to keep herself up. She asked about the cooperation to be negotiated, and then carefully studied Qi Yan's plan.
Fu Huaichen pinched her chin and forced her to shift her gaze from the planning plan to his face.
"I have Qi Yan as secretary, and Qin Wenjing as assistant. You don't need to worry."
Shen Chuan froze and lowered his head. Fu Huaichen paused and said, "I mean... you have never had any contact with this project before. The relevant personnel have been arranged. You really don't need to worry about it. I have no other intentions."
Shen Chuan raised his head and smiled stiffly: "So what does Mr. Fu need from me?"
Fu Huaichen held her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers. "Stay with me."
As soon as he got off the plane, Matt had already sent someone to pick him up. Without any rest, Fu Huaichen went directly to the negotiation table. After several hours of bickering, several terms of the contract were initially agreed upon. After dinner, he returned to the hotel. , it was already dark.
Shen Chuan had never been abroad before, and the chaotic jet lag had already made her two years old. She only slept for a while before helplessly waking up.
"Won't you sleep for a while?" Fu Huaichen was lying next to her, reading this year's new economics papers from SSCI.
Shen Chuan shook his head, "When will you go back?"
"We're going to stay for a while. Go to sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow morning for a field trip."
"I can not sleep."
Fu Huaichen put down the computer, stretched out his hand, and pulled Shen Chuan into his arms. Shen Chuan seemed to have turned back into that white, soft, delicate and charming little rabbit. He pulled her into his arms, and she climbed onto his neck and hung the pendant. The same hangs on him.
Fu Huaichen's breathing became obviously heavier, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Is there a way for you to fall asleep faster?"
"what?"
Shen Chuan asked knowingly.
Fu Huaichen's hand had already reached under her nightgown. Shen Chuan bit his lip and made a pleasant murmur.
Shen Chu'an thought that Fu Huaichen would pull off her obstructive skirt next, but unexpectedly, Fu Huaichen retracted his hand, stood up, threw the coat to her, put it on, and followed her out.
Shen Chuan never expected that the place Fu Huaichen took her to was actually a bar.
Dim and blurry lights, nightclub drinkers, and a resident singer playing an electric guitar and humming a ditty full of slang in a hoarse voice.
Fu Huaichen and Shen Chuan were in suits and leather shoes, and the other was wearing a hip-hugging skirt and a white shirt. They looked out of place in this bar.
But Fu Huaichen seems to be a frequent visitor here.
When he walked to the front desk and snapped his fingers, the handsome blond guy at the counter looked at him with surprise. After saying hello familiarly, he started to mix drinks for him.
The wine glowed golden and red under the swaying lights.
"Try it, it's good to drink, the wine taste is not strong..."
Shen Chuan took a big sip, and his mouth was filled with a faint orange fragrance, a bit like the soda pop in a Japanese restaurant. But when a big sip of wine fell from his throat into his stomach, the blood in his body seemed to be ignited and burned! "But the degree is very high." Fu Huaichen added.
Shen Chuan stared at him.
"When I was studying abroad, I was under a lot of pressure from my studies and often couldn't sleep at night, so I would come here to have a drink." Fu Huaichen took the wine from her hand and drank half of the glass in one breath.
"And it won't cause a hangover. It is said that the former president liked to have a drink before going to bed."
Shen Chuan's eyes rolled up.
Whenever she bent her eyes and made an expression that looked like a smile, Fu Huaichen knew that what she was about to say was definitely not something good.
"It is said that the former president died of arteriosclerosis. Who knows if it has anything to do with the wine?"
Fu Huaichen smiled softly, grabbed Shen Chuan's slender waist, and pulled her into his arms domineeringly. The rich orange aroma danced between their lips and tongues, and they kissed lightly.
"This place is not just for drinking."
The breath is burning.
(End of this chapter)