Reborn into the careful liver of a paranoid boss

Chapter 135

She seemed angry, but also seemed not angry.

Fu Yehan wanted to investigate further, but found nothing. Her whole body seemed to be covered by layer upon layer of rain curtains, which spread out to cover her body.

Make her look hazy and beautiful.

But he couldn't see her real thoughts.

Fu Yehan could only give up, he stood up: "I'm going now." Go to take a shower.

Su Shihan helped him put the bath water, which was considered an accident, but Fu Yehan walked to the bathroom, but he didn't relax, instead he became more and more heavy.

Because Fu Yehan had something on his mind, it took an extra long time to take a bath this time.

After Fu Yehan finished taking a shower, he took a bathrobe and put it on, took a dry towel and wiped his short hair that was dripping with water.

Fu Yehan turned the doorknob and opened the door.

Fu Yehan kept moving his hands, and the short black hair dripped with crystal clear water droplets.

Drops of water slid down his handsome and three-dimensional side face as carved by a knife, gently crossed his hard and resolute chin, and dripped onto his bronze-colored and robust chest.

In the end, it sank into his white and clean bathrobe, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

At the door, Su Shihan stood.

When Fu Yehan came out, Su Shihan's pupils met Fu Yehan with wet hair, deep contours, dark eyes, thin lips slightly pursed, and chest slightly open. He vividly interpreted the situation of a man getting out of the bath.

Suddenly, Su Shihan looked at Fu Yehan with strands of amazement in his eyes, but for a moment, she stepped forward and approached Fu Yehan.

"This is hangover soup, prepared for you." Su Shihan pretended to be indifferent, and said softly, she brought the hangover soup in her hand to Fu Yehan.

Hearing this, Fu Yehan didn't hesitate. He took the hangover soup prepared by Su Shihan, raised his head, and drank it straight down.

The warm hangover soup was put into his mouth and flowed down his throat, warming Fu Yehan's stomach and Fu Yehan's body.

The heavy chill on his body dissipated into the invisible without knowing it. What Su Shihan gave him was just a bowl of hangover soup, but even if Su Shihan gave him a bowl of poisoned wine, he would drink it up without refusing .

He is willing to do anything for her.

Although, she doesn't need it, and she doesn't care about it.

When Su Shihan turned around and changed his mind, the process was long and difficult, but he had no complaints or regrets.

Although, going round and round, this waiting may be nothing but nothing.

However, he has already seen some facts clearly and knew some truths. When Su Shihan tried his best to leave him and go to Zhou Haoyu's arms again and again, he still couldn't help feeling sad and bored.

Fu Yehan drank the hangover soup, his body became warmer, and the depression in his heart became less.

When Fu Yehan finished drinking the hangover soup, Su Shihan reached out and took the empty bowl.

Su Shihan who took the empty bowl stood there without moving or speaking.

She was just looking up at Fu Yehan.

She was waiting, waiting for Fu Yehan's explanation.

Su Shihan thought that she could not care about Fu Yehan's going to the bar to drink, but she is his wife, and Fu Yehan left her alone in the villa to wait for her for so long, at least he should give her an explanation of.

Fu Yehan wiped his dripping short hair with one hand, stepped over Su Shihan, and walked towards the door.

Su Shihan's brows and eyes were slightly cold. It seemed that Fu Yehan didn't intend to explain the whole story to her. He didn't intend to explain to her.

(End of this chapter)