Su Wanxin moved slightly, and her body was in intolerable discomfort. She cursed Fu Shihan under her breath and really wanted to pretend not to recognize him.
So, she indifferently withdrew her gaze, expressionless, she sat up and took her clothes into the bathroom.
She slowly finished washing up and changing her clothes, opened the door, and leaned on the door frame to look at the person on the bed, her expression and eyes complex.
Fu Shihan was lazily reclining on the bed, checking his phone messages when he heard a noise and saw her standing with her arms crossed, looking at him.
Fu Shihan met her gaze and suddenly felt that if she had a cigarette in her hand, she would completely resemble the scorned one, and she, the indifferent and heartless playgirl.
Su Wanxin walked over to get her things, then turned around to leave. Fu Shihan held onto her, puzzled, and asked, "You’re leaving just like that?"
"What else?" Su Wanxin looked back at him, confused.
Fu Shihan: "..."
"Let go, I want to go home."
Fu Shihan laughed in irritation, "You’re pretending not to recognize me now?"
Su Wanxin: "..."
Su Wanxin: "What counts as recognizing someone? Do you want money?"
Listen to this, what a thing to say?
Su Wanxin saw the mess around and felt a blush spread across her face. She coughed lightly as if nothing had happened, and went on.
"A Condom for one yuan, I’ll transfer it to you later."
Fu Shihan: "Who told you it’s one yuan each?"
His Condoms are over a hundred yuan each! Super expensive!
Fu Shihan stood up resignedly, showing a bit of self-awareness, and then coaxed nicely, "I cooked bird’s nest porridge for you, have it before you go."
He had woken up very early, around seven, because his unlucky son banged on the door, complaining of hunger. So he went downstairs to make breakfast for Yangyang, and while at it, he made hers too.
Holding Su Wanxin’s hand to walk her out, Fu Shihan’s mood was exceptionally good.
This kind of good mood wasn’t something that could be achieved by solving some big problem at work or snatching a huge project from someone else, it was a completely different kind.
He couldn’t help but smile as he led Su Wanxin downstairs to the dining room.
"Where’s Yangyang?" Su Wanxin looked around the empty living room and asked, puzzled.
"He was picked up by the driver, went back to the old house for the day."
"Oh..." Su Wanxin nodded thoughtfully and sat down on a chair. She waited for him to serve the porridge in front of her and without being polite, started sipping it with a spoon.
She was hungry, and it was that kind of hunger and fatigue combined.
Su Yao must have already realized that she went off with Fu Shihan last night, and she hadn’t figured out how to explain it yet, so her head also ached.
After satiating her hunger, Su Wanxin took her phone back and saw the missed calls and unread messages, which made her look at Fu Shihan even more with disdain.
She huffed coldly as she walked past Fu Shihan, left his house, turned right out the door, and went back to her own place.
Fu Shihan leaned against the door watching her enter her home, laughing lightly before he too went back inside.
Actually, he wanted to tease her just now, to call out to her, "Sugar daddy is here again," but he knew she was thin-skinned, so he held back.
Since she got up this morning, her ears had been red. He noticed, so he behaved properly to avoid making her mad this time; otherwise, there might not be a next time.