radicalducati Chapter 85 Husband, Delusional
Chapter 85 Husband, Delusional
Sheng Ting misunderstood the situation.
Wen Shuyi didn't sleep much all night.
Early in the morning.
She went to work with dark circles under her eyes.
"Sister Shuyi, here are your flowers." Mao Mao, the company's receptionist, pointed to the flowers in front of her and said, "There are two bouquets, and they both have cards with them. Take a look."
Wen Shuyi has hardly ever received flowers.
A bunch of jasmine and white roses.
A bunch of manta rays.
They are all roses.
She guessed that perhaps one of the clients thought her design was great...
"Thanks."
She returned to her seat, carrying two bouquets of flowers.
The card on the manta ray, with neat handwriting, reads: [Sent by Shuyi, wishing you happiness. Signed, Zhou Hezheng.]
The card on the jasmine-white rose was written in elegant handwriting: "Wife, you worked hard last night. I'll treat you to something delicious tonight, husband, you wish."
Wen Shuyi almost threw away the card that Sheng Ting had given her without her consent.
So greasy.
Who agreed to marry him?
They've started referring to themselves as husband and wife again.
I was just about to throw that greasy card into the trash can.
The phone rang.
It was Sheng Tingwang who called.
The first thing I said was, "Don't throw it away."
"Are you a mind reader?" She inexplicably put the card back into the bouquet. "Sheng Tingwang, when did you become so slick? Isn't that sour?"
"You're my wife, what's wrong with that?" He has proof.
Wen Shuyi rolled her eyes with a laugh, "If you're married, you call her your wife. If you're not married, you don't call her your wife. Are you stupid?"
"Anyway, you're not allowed to throw it away, you have to keep it carefully. I'll pick you up after get off work." He glanced at his watch. "I've ordered French food, let's go eat there tonight."
"It's too trendy, it doesn't suit me." Wen Shuyi smiled as she turned on her computer.
Sheng Tingwang chuckled on the other end of the phone, "I haven't eaten much either. If we embarrass ourselves together, it won't be so awkward."
"We'll see, we might have to work overtime."
"it is good."
Wen Shuyi was in a good mood.
Although she was tormented all night, she truly loves Jasmine and White Rose.
Manta is also good.
But it just felt like no one, Bai Mei, could capture her heart.
Wen Shu also lamented his own lack of ambition.
He still hadn't let go of Sheng Tingwang.
What she didn't expect was...
When I get off work.
Sheng Tingwang and Zhou Hezheng appeared downstairs at the same time.
The woman looking down from the upstairs window felt this was not a good omen.
"Sui'an, I need your help urgently." Wen Shuyi called Li Sui'an and briefly explained the situation.
Li Suian thought she was overthinking things. "If you haven't let go of Sheng Tingwang, just talk to that guy surnamed Zhou. He's a soldier; he can't keep pestering you."
"I'm afraid he'll think I'm a bad person, after all, I didn't admit to knowing Sheng Tingwang in that kind of situation last night."
She doesn't want to have her cake and eat it too.
Men care about their reputation, and soldiers care about their reputation even more.
She could continue like this and make things clear.
Zhou Hezheng looked displeased.
They had no grudge against her.
Why did she have to do that?
"Sui An, I'll find a chance to talk things out with Zhou Hezheng, but not today. Please help me."
"So how do you want me to help you?"
Wen Shuyi also had no idea. "You have a lot of ideas, so help me think of one."
"All right."
Wen Shuyi also didn't know what method Li Suian had used.
Anyway, when she went downstairs...
Zhou Hezheng was not there.
Sheng Tingwang was leisurely leaning against the car, looking at her with that worthless smile.
Seeing Wen Shuyi looking around, he smiled and said, "He left a long time ago, probably went on a date with someone else."
"You didn't tell him anything, did you?"
What can I say?
Sheng Tingwang was a man of great sense of propriety.
He had a close relationship with the Zhou family.
He didn't want Wen Shuyi to be unable to hold her head high when she saw the Zhou family in the future.
He reached out and put his arm around Wen Shuyi's shoulder. "I didn't say anything. If anything needs to be made clear, you should talk to Zhou Hezheng about it. I'm not getting involved."
"Just so you know."
"Let's go."
Wen Shu also got into Sheng Tingwang's car.
Since she moved out, she has been in a much better mood, and things have gone much more smoothly for her.
She was quite curious.
Do Tang Fengyu and Li Zhenzhen still live in the Yangguan Avenue community?
"How are you getting along with your mom and sister?"
Sheng Tingwang held the steering wheel with one hand and gently stroked Wen Shuyi's small hand with his right. "I had Zhang Lun buy a small house outside so they can move in."
"Since I'm not staying there anymore, why do you have to kick them out?"
"I'm used to being alone." He glanced at her sideways. "I don't want myself or my family to be affected by them. She abandoned me when I was little, and I've done enough for her."
"Your mother was blinded by love back then. She regrets it now, feels guilty, and wants to make up for the mistakes she made. You should give her a chance."
Sheng Tingwang shook his head with a laugh.
His mother didn't do it because she knew she was wrong.
It was because she was getting old and couldn't rely on the Li family, so she could only turn to him, her son.
Coincidentally, his son also had some abilities.
Let's not talk about this anymore.
Sheng Tingwang took the initiative to end the conversation.
French cuisine is very elegant.
But Wen Shu was not used to it either.
Especially knives and forks.
"Give me a pair of chopsticks." He beckoned the waiter over.
The waiter quickly brought a pair of chopsticks. "Sir, here are your chopsticks. Actually, we offer dining service, and I can help you with that."
"No need, my wife is used to using chopsticks."
"Yes, sir."
Wen Shuyi wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Covering half her face, she wanted to curse, "Why do you need chopsticks? It's not like I don't know how to use a knife and fork."
"I can tell you're not used to it. Actually..." he lowered his voice, "...I'm not used to it either."
"If you're not used to it, you can ask for it yourself. Why do you have to say 'I want it'?" Wen Shuyi really wanted to poke Sheng Tingwang's eyes out with her chopsticks. "You're doing this on purpose, deliberately trying to embarrass me."
The man said "Oh," and then loudly told the waiter, "It's not my wife who's not used to it, it's me who's not used to it."
The waiter gave an awkward grin and said, "Yes, sir."
Wen Shuyi also hissed...
"Are you doing this on purpose? It's so embarrassing."
Sheng Tingwang chuckled, seemingly in a good mood. "When I was playing battling abroad, beef could only be cooked when conditions allowed. Most of the time, it was eaten raw. There were no chopsticks, let alone knives and forks."
"You were abroad..." This was the first time she had heard Sheng Tingwang mention her past. "...How old were you back then?"
Sixteen years old.
Wen Shu was also taken aback.
Sixteen years old?
She was only just starting high school.
How can one carry a gun and fight a war?
"Did the Sheng family send you there, or did you go on your own?"
"I guess so." He smiled, a faint wrinkle at the corner of his eye. "Anyway, back then, I was fearless and didn't know how cruel the battlefield was. I never thought that I might go there alive and come back dead."
Wen Shuyi's heart was entangled in a dense web of emotions.
It was suffocating, yet also heartbreaking.
"Back then, Xu Chuyin was always by your side, right?"
He didn't deny it. "That's right."
"So, for you, she's a special person, not just someone you have romantic feelings for, but someone you depend on and support each other for, right?"