They ate hot pot, walked around for a while, and snow fell on the way back to the hotel.
The snow wasn't too heavy, so she didn't need an umbrella. Su Yuanyuan stuffed her cold hands into her pockets, raised her head and let out a breath of air towards the night sky.
"Is it cold?"
Shen Yuchen knew that Yuanyuan's hands and feet would be cold in winter.
She nodded and said honestly, "Cold."
"It deserves it." The man deliberately teased her.
Meow meow meow? ?
In a fit of anger, Su Yuanyuan pulled out her hand to hit him.
Shen Yuchen stopped the hand that was waving towards him, and put it into the pocket of his woolen coat. The interlayer of his clothes was filled with fleece.
"Warm your hands."
After Su Yuanyuan put her hand in, she realized that the man was like a big heater, and the cold hand slowly warmed back up, so she simply put the other hand in.
Sigh comfortably.
Snowflakes fluttered and fell on their heads and bodies.
Su Yuanyuan remembered where she had seen it before - in the days when the sky was full of snow, holding hands with the one she loved would lead her to the end of life.
She actually felt that it was so romantic. There were not many pedestrians on the street, and the dim streetlights elongated their shadows, as if they were the only ones left in the world.
The shadow turned from the front to the back, and Su Yuanyuan also looked back at their shadows next to each other from time to time, which was very interesting.
Shen Yuchen asked her, "What are you looking at?"
"It's nothing." Su Yuanyuan decided not to tell the man.
Shen Yuchen looked at the smile that could not be concealed between his wife's eyebrows, and saw her look back several times furtively, like a mischievous child.
She is also like a snow elf who has fallen into the mortal world, using her breathtaking beauty to confuse people, otherwise how could he fall into her trap step by step and still enjoy it.
Suddenly, a shadow came down, and Su Yuanyuan felt something warm sticking to her lips, stayed there for a few seconds and then left quickly.
She told the truth, "You kissed me secretly."
Shen Yuchen helped her adjust the crooked hood on her head, and said solemnly: "This is the legal exercise of a husband's rights."
In the next second, he felt his arms sink, and his lover's face gradually enlarged before his eyes. Shen Yuchen was very familiar with this set, and subconsciously closed his eyes to accept the feedback of love.
He waited for a while and nothing happened.
Well
A playful female voice exploded in my ears, "What are you doing with your eyes closed, stop being sentimental, I won't kiss you so silly, hee hee." Then, Su Yuanyuan broke free from someone's hand and walked towards the hotel The lobby trots past.
...
Shen Yuchen opened his eyes and looked at his little wife who had run away with a complicated expression. Was he being tricked? He shook his head and smiled, and escorted Yuanyuan back to the hotel not far or near.
Su Yuanyuan didn't know that the stingy man had already planned several ways to "teach" her in his heart. After returning to the room, close the door and count with yourself slowly.
That night, she really ate good fruit.
Considering that he had to attend the summit the next day, Shen Yuchen was not a cruel person, so he let her go early, but even so, Su Yuanyuan almost couldn't get up the next day.
Listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, she wanted to suffocate herself in bed.
After a while, Shen Yuchen put on his tie with one hand, and stretched the other into the warm blanket.
"Can't afford it? If I can't afford it, I'll go there first. You can sleep late and let the hotel driver pick you up after you wake up." It's also his fault for tossing hard last night.
Su Yuanyuan was silent for a few seconds, sat up angrily, and glanced at the man resentfully, "I get up."
Guilt was at work, and Shen Yuchen would not dare to provoke her, so he coaxed softly, "Okay, then I'll squeeze the toothpaste for you first."
Although she only stayed in Jiang province for about three days, Su Yuanyuan packed a whole box of luggage, all of which belonged to her. Shen Yuchen's clothes were filled with another suitcase that was twice as small as hers, and there was still a lot of space left, which also made her see fits.
Su Yuanyuan matched a suit with a workplace style, a ginger shirt and slightly flared trousers. The jacket was a retro contrasting dark brown slit woolen coat, and then she put on intellectual gold-rimmed glasses, and then put on a foggy velvet winter warm makeup.
She is the brightest cub in this summit.
Su Yuanyuan gave herself a high score of 9.5. She couldn't move her legs in front of the full-length mirror. How could there be such a beautiful little fairy.
"Do I look good like this?" She asked her man.
Shen Yuchen saw this scene from beginning to end, raised his eyebrows high, and he didn't realize that there was a bit of jealousy in his words, "It's very beautiful."
I really want to hide her Yuanyuan, he can only see her in this life, no other man wants to touch her. However, they are already married, and he has already won. Thinking of this, the dark light in Shen Yuchen's eyes quietly dissipated again.
Su Yuanyuan was in a better mood when she got the affirmation. Taking her husband's arm, she smiled and said, "Let's go."
There were especially many people who came to participate in this real estate summit. All the top-ranked real estate companies in the country sent people to attend the conference. Not only Shen, several large groups even came to several heavyweight executives.
As soon as they got out of the car, a special person came over to receive them. There were about ten people from Mrs. Shen, and they were all arranged on the left side near the podium.
After handing out a pen, a hard-covered notebook and water, Su Yuanyuan sat there bored and played with her mobile phone. The venue was not quiet, and the voice of greetings entered her ears from time to time.
Shen Yuchen told the bodyguard to accompany her, then walked away temporarily, he wanted to socialize.
"Su... Yuanyuan?" Someone called her in a low voice.
Su Yuanyuan found the source of the sound, and a man in a black suit stood awkwardly not far behind her. "Excuse me, are you..."
She thought the other person looked familiar, but unfortunately she just couldn't figure out where she met her.
"It's really you. I've been sitting in the back for a long time, and I haven't been sure. You're so beautiful now." Seeing that Su Yuanyuan still looked puzzled, the man in the suit hurriedly explained, "I'm Du Zijing, from No. 1 Middle School." Du Zijing from Art Class 4 is in the same class as you."
"Um, maybe we've only been classmates for two years, you don't remember clearly."
Du Zijing
Su Yuanyuan slowly recalled the days of high school when she was soaked in drawing paper and pencils all day long, and she became a little more familiar with the name Du Zijing.
"Are you the Du Zijing whom the teacher often praised?" She remembered.
There are a total of three classes in the art and painting class of No. 1 Middle School. Although Su Yuanyuan is in class one, her performance in liberal arts is average, barely hovering in the middle of the class of 35 students.
Du Zijing was different. His grades were firmly among the top five in the class, and his portraits were often drawn out by the teacher and pasted on the blackboard behind as imitations.
Su Yuanyuan didn't know him very well, because she had a good time with Du Zijing's brother at the same table, so she had the chance to talk to him a few times.
She remembered that Du Zijing performed well in the college entrance examination and went to the Chinese Academy of Art. When I was in college, everyone was very busy, and I didn't talk much in the class, and gradually lost contact.
"It's me, you still remember." Du Zijing said in surprise.
Su Yuanyuan asked: "Why are you here? Come with friends or..."
"After graduating from university, I didn't find a professional job. I went to my uncle's company to help. They couldn't leave and asked me to come to the summit."
Du Zijing also didn't expect to meet his old classmates here, "The squad leader organized you to come back to attend the class reunion these few years, but you always said you were busy, and you never came back once."
"Ah, I've been abroad and I just came back this year." Going abroad is really a good excuse, and you can move out anytime, anywhere.
He asked: "So are you coming to the class reunion this year?"
Su Yuanyuan hesitated and said, "I should go."
Du Zijing's memory of Su Yuanyuan is still that girl with short hair who loves to smile and often rolls up her sleeves and trousers.
But today, the former girl has long seaweed-like hair, a warm smile in her eyes, and a delicate face, just one glance will steal his soul away.
Faintly, the youthful admiration he had when he was a teenager many years ago emerged in his heart.
Time brought him back to that warm afternoon, when a beam of sunlight outside the window fell on the color palette of the short-haired girl, and she dipped some sun-tinged paint into her paintbrush to draw his favorite sunflower on the drawing paper.
Du Zijing's breath was stagnant, and he stared blankly at the notebook in Su Yuanyuan's hand.
He quickly came to his senses and pulled out his chair to sit down. Unfortunately, there was a bodyguard wearing sunglasses and black clothes between him and Su Yuanyuan.
"This is your bodyguard?" Du Zijing thought she was quite mysterious when he was in school.
Su Yuanyuan smiled slightly, shook her head and said, "No, it's my husband's bodyguard, he just walked away."
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