freenovelworld Chapter 107 From Nun to Wife
Chapter 107 From Nun to Wife
The man stared blankly at An Ying's departing figure.
The woman behind him suddenly called out in a sweet voice, "Brother Sheng, if you keep looking, your eyes will pop out."
Du Sheng looked away, turned around and went back into the bedroom, where he sprawled out on the bed.
The large tattoos on his arms were particularly eye-catching.
"I think this woman is quite pretty."
An Xiaoxiao leaned against the headboard, one hand holding a lighter and the other holding a slender women's cigarette.
"What's so good-looking about it? It's so ugly."
Du Sheng detected a hint of sourness in his voice: "Oh, are you jealous? Do you know her?"
An Xiaoxiao slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke and said expressionlessly, "I don't know her."
An Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and smiled, "I'm really not jealous. If you like her, go for it. Who knows, she might be a virgin."
Du Sheng suddenly perked up and sat up abruptly: "Really?"
An Xiaoxiao sneered, her long, manicured nails tracing across Du Sheng's chest muscles.
"I'm just guessing. Why don't you try it and see? Sheng-ge is so charming, how could she not fall for him?"
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An Ying hurried downstairs; Jiang Shuya and Zhuang Haolin were still arguing.
However, the argument had progressed to the point where Zhuang Haolin was holding Jiang Shuya's hand and acting coquettishly, discussing whether to kneel on a keyboard or a durian when they got home.
The secret, fragrant sounds from upstairs still seem to be buzzing in my ears.
Although she couldn't see the person in the bedroom clearly, An Ying had a feeling that this was no good place, it was a mess.
An Ying handed the baby carrier to Jiang Shuya and urged them to hurry up.
The child in Zhuang Haolin's arms finally couldn't resist and reached out his two chubby little hands toward An Ying, wanting to hug her.
An Ying felt a pang of tenderness when she saw the two chubby little hands, like lotus roots, swaying in front of her.
Zhuang Haolin joked, "That brat loves pretty girls the most."
An Ying smiled, picked up the child, and gently pinched his cheek: "Tuantuan, you like your godmother, don't you?"
Little Tuantuan looked up at An Ying's flower wreath, staring at it intently, and even reached out to try and pull it off.
An Ying, carrying the child, walked side by side with Jiang Shuya towards the door.
An Ying glanced around and soon noticed a blonde beauty sitting next to Fu Chengli.
Fu Chengli also looked at her. Their eyes met, but An Ying remained unmoved.
She went up and greeted Du Yun.
"Mr. Du, I have work to do tomorrow, so I'll take my leave now."
Then she glanced at Fu Chengli and said calmly, "Cousin, I'm going back now."
After saying that, he turned and strode away without looking to the side.
Not even for a moment.
Zhuang Haolin walked behind An Ying and Jiang Shuya.
Upon seeing this, Du Yun immediately stood up: "Deputy Director Zhuang, I apologize for the poor hospitality today. Please come again next time!"
Zhuang Haolin, no longer acting coquettishly with his wife, straightened his back, patted Du Yun's arm, and said seriously, "Keep a low profile, or the public will complain about your music disturbing the peace."
Du Yun smiled and nodded: "The leader's criticism is correct."
Zhuang Haolin exchanged a few more words with Fu Chengli before striding away.
Du Yun turned around and saw Fu Chengli looking lost in thought. He teased, "What are you thinking about? He's already gone."
Fu Chengli casually remarked, "The way she holds the baby is quite novel. She exudes the air of a virtuous and loving wife and mother. I've never seen that before."
Du Yun was starting to question the meaning of life.
The streets are full of loving wives and mothers carrying their children, what's so special about that?!
Fu Chengli glanced at him, lifting his eyelids: "Any objections?"
Du Yun chuckled: "No objection."
He secretly thought to himself: Other men like 18-year-olds, but you prefer virtuous wives and loving mothers who hold children.
Du Yun's eyes revealed speechlessness.
Tonight we're going to talk about all sorts of trivial things, going from nuns to married women.
I don’t know what to say.
He's been single for so many years, and he just comes in with a big one right away, he's into extreme stuff.
Really convinced.
Huang Yirou sat to the side and saw Fu Chengli and Du Yun whispering together. She tried to eavesdrop but heard nothing.
Fu Chengli slumped lazily onto the sofa.
His aura was very low, and his face clearly showed his displeasure.
No one dared to come near.
Recalling what An Ying said and her expression outside the door just now.
Her tense and wary expression was exactly the same as it was seven years ago when she first started dating Lu Qiyao.
At that time, she was afraid that the Fu family would treat Lu Qiyao badly, so she protected him like a mother hen protecting her chicks for a long time.
She said she had nothing to do with Su Jixun, but in Beicheng, the two of them would go out for meals and dates, and then he would get into a fight with Lu Qiyao and end up in jail for her sake.
It seems that Su Jixun was also there when An Xiaoxiao caused trouble at the bar.
Su Jixun is everywhere.
Outside the northern city, in the distant Yuncheng, two people could still bump into each other and chat on the main road.
Too many coincidences become inevitable.
If Fu Chengli hadn't brought An Ying to the Xishan Villa just now...
What could possibly happen between a lone man and a lone woman in an unfamiliar place late at night?
Fu Chengli's expression grew increasingly grim.
These two are definitely dating!
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Once in the car, Jiang Shuya immediately said, "An Ying, do you know that your cousin was staring at you the whole time?"
An Ying put Xiao Tuantuan into the car seat in the back and paused for a moment.
She seemed to have glanced at him.
I didn't pay much attention to the others.
"I wasn't paying attention. What's wrong?"
Jiang Shuya turned around and stared at An Ying: "You're doomed, your cousin has his eye on you."
An Ying laughed and retorted calmly, "Didn't you see that he has a blonde beauty serving him? How could he have time to look at me?"
Jiang Shuya pondered carefully: "No, the way he looks at you is wrong. It's my intuition as a married woman."
An Ying sighed: "Spare me, we're just a normal CEO and employee relationship, and I think this is fine for now."
Jiang Shuya: "Haven't you thought about taking it a step further?"
An Ying immediately replied, "No."
The answer was concise and to the point.
My heart is filled with a complex mix of emotions.
Just now, outside the villa, he pulled me aside and repeatedly questioned me about my relationship with Su Jixun.
She even secretly wondered what kind of man she liked.
His face didn't show any sign of being a bystander watching the drama unfold.
An Ying wasn't stupid; she had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
But I didn't dare to think about it any further.
To be precise, she is both scared and timid right now.
She used to pride herself on being someone who dared to love and hate.
However, people's hearts are fickle, and true feelings can sometimes be fleeting.
What I fear most is starting a relationship haphazardly and ending up with nothing but a mess.
The problem is, none of the Fu family members are pushovers.
She dared not provoke them.
If she dares to make a move on Fu Chengli today, they'll find a way to make her disappear tomorrow.
Being able to work for Fu's company was the best she could fight for.
When faced with a choice between family interests and her, would he always stand firmly to protect her?
Men are unreliable; women's way out is to be independent and strong.
In today's society, beautiful women are like leeks, appearing one after another.
Who knows, after a while, some new person might pop up from somewhere and attract his attention.
His mind just wandered off?
An Ying smiled without saying a word.
Seeing that An Ying was not interested, Jiang Shuya did not press the matter further.
I only mentioned that we would have a high school reunion in Beicheng some time later.
Jiang Shuya said quietly, "Remember what you said today. Don't slap me in the face when I return to Beicheng."
An Ying chuckled: "You keep your word!"