novelones Chapter 822 Don’t twist, can’t control it
Chapter 822 Don’t twist, can’t control it
Generally speaking, no matter how late he works, he will go home before eleven o'clock.
This is the greatest respect and security for your wife.
But that dead woman Shi Jiunian didn't seem to care at all.
Fu Jingchen took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, took the coat on the back of the chair, and strode out of the conference room.
He finished his sentence in a very bad tone.
"I'll be here today. Let's break up first. I'll go back to be with my wife."
"Go back and be with my wife" is a very reasonable statement.
Everyone was stunned.
No!
That's it?
There are still a lot of things to do!
Why did you go back? !
Nan Nan stood outside the conference room. Because Fu Jingchen said it loudly, she also heard it.
Seeing Fu Jingchen walking out of the conference room, she quickly said: "Brother Fu, there are still some important data that I haven't had time to talk about. Why don't you leave later?"
Nan Nan didn't want Fu Jingchen to go back so early.
If he goes back later, Shi Jiunian will definitely be angry, and the two of them might quarrel. That would be exciting.
"No, my wife is very strict and has access control."
Fu Jingchen didn't stop and walked straight past her.
A pair of thick eyebrows were pressed down, full of impatience.
Shi Jiunian didn't care about him and didn't want to give him face. He said so himself. It was enough to numb himself, right?
The word "access control" was so unbelievable that Nan Nan was shocked for several seconds. When he realized it, Fu Jingchen had already walked into the elevator without looking back.
Brother Fu still has access control...
how can that be……
……
Fu Jingchen hurried back to teach the woman who made him angry.
He wanted to teach Shi Jiu Nian a lesson, but when he opened the door and saw a dark room, he realized that Shi Jiu Nian might have fallen asleep, and subconsciously stepped softly.
The bedside lamp was on, emitting a faint yellow glow.
There was a bulge on the bed.
The little woman pillowed her face with her hands and fell asleep on her side. Her freshly washed hair was spread out softly, gently and quietly.
Fu Jingchen's heart suddenly softened.
What a heartless, stinky woman.
I couldn't even sleep until my husband came back.
Shi Jiunian was originally waiting for Fu Jingchen, but he said he would come back very late, so she went to bed by herself first.
She stayed up late these past few days to watch dramas, and her sleep was terrible.
Fu Jingchen was very angry. He patted her butt through the quilt with his big hand to vent his hatred, and covered her with the quilt. He was still angry and patted her butt again.
"Shi Jiunian, do you really not care about your husband and me?"
He gritted his teeth, then sighed in frustration, and tucked the corner of the quilt for her.
From the corner of his eye, he noticed that her disheveled hair seemed a little wet.
He reached out and touched it. Sure enough, it was still very moist. The little girl must have slept after blowing her hair until it was half dry.
"Little heartless."
A long finger poked her face.
He choked out a sentence in both annoyance and endearment.
Then he took out a clean towel and gently dried her hair.
"Um……"
Shi Jiunian felt someone touching her, and she twisted around unhappily.
"Don't twist around, be careful I can't control it, I'll handle you."
Fu Jingchen took the towel and rubbed her wet hair heavily.
Shi Jiunian didn't know what he understood, but he did not move.
The light from the bedside lamp was very dim, so he used this dim light to dry all the little girl's hair.
The man lowered his eyebrows, and the dark warm light hit his profile and eye sockets, softening the man's stern facial contours. The deep grooves connecting the upper eyelids to the ends of the eyes seemed to add a bit of tenderness.