Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

Fu Beichen chose two bags of raw steak from the freezer, quickly caught up with Zhan Yan and threw the steak in the shopping cart.

Then he stretched out his arm and wrapped it around his soft waist.

"Choose another bottle of red bar. It's rare that Xiaole is not here. We'll have a good two person world, wife..."

"Fu Beichen, when did you talk so much? It gave me a headache!" Zhan Yan stopped, looked up at him and pointed to the opposite shelf. "There's no soy sauce, vinegar and a bottle of abalone juice at home!"

"Yes, my wife!" Fu Beichen smiled faintly and obediently went to the opposite shelf and chose the condiments that Zhan Yan said.

"Wife, should you continue your cooking class? Mom Lin is not young and should retire in two years. When are you going to start being a good wife and mother?"

Zhan Yan stopped, thought very seriously for a moment, and replied, "Fu Beichen, I married you to enjoy happiness, not to be your nanny. Shouldn't you go home and cook for me?"

"OK, I'll serve you, my wife," Fu Beichen said with a smile.

Zhan Yan listened to him and smiled. He didn't speak anymore.

When the two came home from the supermarket, Zhan Yan changed his home clothes and sat leisurely on the sofa reading magazines. Fu Beichen took off his suit, tied his apron and went to the kitchen to make a candlelight dinner for Zhan Yan.

Until the delicious food was brought to the table, he called zhanyan to have dinner.

Zhan Yan walked into the restaurant. Fu Beichen politely came and opened her chair. "Wife, please sit down!"

Zhan Yan smiled warmly and sat at the table. The candle light shook slightly. The atmosphere was particularly beautiful and harmonious. The people who served and the people who were served also took it for granted.

Fu Beichen poured half a glass of red wine into a transparent crystal goblet, then picked up a knife and fork and began to cut the steak. "How's the taste?"

"It's barely OK. President Fu will continue to refuel. I hope it will be better next time!" Zhan Yan sent a piece of beef to the mouth. The meat is fresh and delicious.

But she said there was still room for progress, obviously to give Fu Beichen a downfall.

Without Xiao Le, the boy made trouble. The meal was quiet and harmonious.

Under the slightly shaking candlelight, her face was white and moist, like a good lanolin jade. She was holding a knife and fork in her hand, cutting the steak gracefully and chewing in a small mouth.

Fu Beichen sat opposite her, a bit lazy, gently shaking the transparent goblet in his hand.

He slightly narrowed Feng's eyes and stared at the woman in front of him. There was a faint warm smile between his eyebrows.

At the moment, in Fu Beichen's eyes, the most beautiful scene in his life is under the shaking candle light.

The big bunch of stars he bought back was inserted into the crystal vase in the restaurant by Zhan Yan, and the house was filled with intoxicating fragrance of flowers.

Zhan Yan finished the steak, wiped the lower lip corner with the dining cloth, then picked up the goblet at hand, gently clinked the glass with Fu Beichen, sipped the lipstick, and said playfully, "Fu Beichen is happy to be married and has a good marriage for a hundred years... It's just president Fu. Is this a plum blossom twice?"

Fu Beichen smiled calmly and replied, "do I have some grievances? I've been with the same woman twice! Yan Yan, we've known each other for more than 20 years. In the end, I'm still with you. You're a disaster I can't survive!"