Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

Chapter 1243 She Wants To Forget Him

What kind of secret is this girl hiding, so flustered?

Lu Xiuwen turned off the water valve, wiped his fingers, and scanned the bathroom slowly.

There is only a mouthwash cup on the counter, and an electric toothbrush and water floss stand beside it.

Next to it is a row of skin care products for women, and a light pink bath towel is hanging on the shelf not far behind. There are only things for girls in the whole bathroom.

Nothing for boys.

This discovery made Lu Xiuwen feel a lot better.

Before seeing the news from the private detective, knowing that Ye Siyu lived in a house under Jiang Li's name, Lu Xiuwen drove downstairs to Ye Siyu's community.

He smoked cigarettes downstairs all night, and then he resisted rushing to the door without carrying a knife.

When the three of them met in the supermarket, Siyu was clearly trying to anger him.

If he really loses his mind and rushes forward, it will push Siyu further.

The pearl he held in his palm went out to play secretly, and he had some patience to find him back and bring him back under his wings.

This time, he will be more patient and plan more carefully, and he will never let this pearl have the idea of ​​sneaking away again.

Concentrating his eyes to cover the dark light in his eyes, Lu Xiuwen adjusted his expression in the mirror before turning around and leaving the master bedroom.

After leaving the master bedroom, seeing Ye Siyu sorting out the things she bought, Lu Xiuwen quickened his pace, took the tomatoes from her hands, and put them in the refrigerator.

"I'm coming, you go to rest."

His voice is light, with undeniable intensity.

Ye Siyu was very happy, she glanced at him lightly, then ran to the sofa and sat down with her slippers on.

Lu Xiuwen looked like he didn't intend to leave, Ye Siyu simply took out the magazine from under the coffee table and flipped through it.

She opened the magazine, but she didn't have much interest in reading it. She raised her eyes and looked at Lu Xiuwen who was organizing things seriously.

After not seeing him for a while, Lu Xiuwen seemed to have lost weight, and his figure became taller and taller.

Thinking of what the housekeeper said about Lu Xiuwen being knocked out by Mr. Lu, Ye Siyu's eyes fell on Lu Xiuwen's suit jacket.

I don't know how his back injury is doing. It's only been over a week, so it probably hasn't healed yet.

Bending down and stretching out arms like this for a while, won't it involve the wound?

Thinking of this, Ye Siyu's hand holding the magazine tightened, and the corners of the magazine wrinkled into a ball with force with his fingertips.

She collected her thoughts and forced herself not to think about Lu Xiuwen's injury.

What does Lu Xiuwen's injury have to do with her? Some people care about it.

But the more I think about it, the more I can't help caring.

Anxiously, she threw the magazine on the coffee table and pressed the space between her eyebrows.

Hearing the sound, Lu Xiuwen closed the refrigerator, put the ingredients that will be used in a while on the table, looked back at her, and comforted her gently.

"I'm going to cook now, don't worry."

Hearing this, Ye Siyu's anger that had just been suppressed rose again.

What to cook, your back hurts, and you can still cook?

What if the wound pops open?

Ye Siyu frowned, staring fixedly at Lu Xiuwen's back, got up and walked over to pick up the ingredients and walked angrily to the kitchen.

While walking, he said fiercely: "You go back quickly, I will do it myself."

Lu Xiuwen didn't understand why she suddenly became angry again, and followed her step by step, laughing, "How do you do it? Fry the kitchen?"

Hearing these words, Ye Siyu stopped suddenly, feeling very stabbed in his heart.

She knew that Lu Xiuwen was just teasing her, without any malice.

But he couldn't control himself and compared himself with Ye Manni.

She knew that Ye Manni could cook, and it was precisely because she knew that she felt frustrated.

He couldn't help but wonder if Lu Xiuwen looked down on her and said that on purpose.

She was so angry that she put the ingredients on the table without looking at Lu Xiuwen, and said in a bad mood, "It's none of your business whether I fry the kitchen or not."

Her tone was very bad. Although Lu Xiuwen didn't know why she was angry, he patiently coaxed her in a low voice.

"Why is it none of my business? You are my sister. If something happens, how can I explain it to my grandfather?"

Unfortunately, that's not what Ye Siyu wanted to hear.

Instead, he was completely stabbed by these words.

She took a deep breath, turned around and looked at Lu Xiuwen.

"So, you care so much about me just because I'm your sister?"

Lu Xiuwen was startled, looked at her deeply, and remained silent without opening his mouth.

The kitchen was completely quiet, and the atmosphere was stagnant and depressing.

Ye Siyu gradually calmed down in the suffocating atmosphere before realizing what she had said.

She didn't expect to speak out her heart on impulse, and she felt very embarrassed.

And Lu Xiuwen's silence made her even more uncomfortable.

Ye Siyu had a sore nose and turned around hastily.

She clenched her hands, digging her nails deeply into her palms.

It took a long time to calm down the soreness and pain in my heart, and let out a low chuckle.

"There are smoke alarms and gas alarms in the kitchen, don't worry, even if I really blow up the kitchen, the property will come up soon, really don't worry."

Lu Xiuwen looked at her deeply, wanting to hug her very much.

Just when he raised his hand, he accidentally touched the wound on his back, and he frowned in pain.

Suddenly, what the old man said in the study that day came to mind, and Lu Xiuwen's hands froze in mid-air.

There was not even a centimeter between his fingertips and Ye Siyu's shoulder, but his hand did not drop for a long time, as if there was an invisible barrier between him and Ye Siyu.

Lu Xiuwen curled up his hands, walked over to turn on the water valve, took the ingredients in Ye Siyu's hand and began to wash.

He didn't look at Ye Siyu's expression, for fear that he couldn't help but hug her into his arms.

"With me here, how can I let you cook."

The man's voice was very gentle, hitting the eardrum with the rushing water.

Ye Siyu's eyelashes trembled, her fingers curled up unconsciously, and she curled her lips mockingly.

She sniffed, raised her face and smiled at Lu Xiuwen, "Since brother said so, thank you brother."

After that, she stopped looking at Lu Xiuwen's reaction, turned around and hurried out of the kitchen, went straight to the master bedroom, and closed the master bedroom door with a "bang".

After closing the door, she leaned against the door panel, lowered her head and buried her face in her palms.

In the next second, hot tears wet the fingers.

In the kitchen, Lu Xiuwen turned off the water valve, stood by the sink, and looked deeply towards the master bedroom. After a long time, he turned on the water valve again and started cooking.

Ye Siyu cried for a long time before dragging his tired body into the soft big bed.

She really wanted to completely forget Lu Xiuwen and start a new life.

But I don't know if it's because of her pregnancy, she thinks about Lu Xiuwen more and more recently.

When I'm free, I can't help but think wildly.

After meeting Lu Xiuwen, he couldn't help questioning Lu Xiuwen several times why he kissed Ye Manni in the ward that day.