Rebirth: Noble Miss Returns

Su Jin simply said the thing again, and looked at Fu Siming with strange and indifferent eyes.

The air suddenly became quiet. Fu Siming looked at the brocade without talking. His deep eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of smoke. The strange brocade in front of him made him cold.

"That's why you came to me for theory?" He spoke carelessly, but his heart seemed to crack and spread slowly around.

He poured a cup of coffee for Su Jin and added milk and sugar according to her previous habits. Su Jin took a faint look and didn't move.

"You haven't answered my question yet." She also insisted on the question just now.

With a long sigh, Fu Sihui stood tall in front of her and said, "do you know what you look like now?"

"Like what?" Su Jin asked subconsciously.

"It's like defending against injustice for the one you love." It was extremely difficult to say these words from his mouth. Fu Siming's heart was bleeding.

He looked at Su Jin painfully, as if to find the familiar shadow from her face, but Su Jin's eyes were blank, like a newborn baby, full of confusion about the world.

She really doesn't remember him. She doesn't remember every bit of them.

Su Jin's face turned red. Naturally, she didn't forget that she and Fu Siming were husband and wife, but she was still very angry about what Fu Siming did.

"I just don't agree with you. If you look at Dongfang Sheng again, he is also a patient. It's not manly for you to do so."

Su Jin breathed out her inner thoughts. Fu Siming looked at her and slowly opened his mouth: "if I didn't do it?"

"What?" Su Jin looked up in surprise and bumped into his starlike eyes. Those beautiful eyes with a little sadness and grievance made her feel guilty.

Seeing her puzzled face, Fu Sihui repeated again: "I said I didn't do it."

Now Sujin is completely mysterious and unreal, and its confidence is not as strong as before: "but those nurses said they were entrusted by you to go, not you. Who else?"

Fu Siming was also confused about this. He said slowly, "you should ask those nurses."

Su Jin looked at Fu Sihui again. His eyes obviously didn't believe him. Fu Sihui smiled lightly: "I've always done things openly and aboveboard. If I did it, I'm afraid he wouldn't be in the imperial capital long ago."

Su Jin took a breath. She was so reckless that she forgot that Fu Siming was a vigorous and resolute person.

If he wants to deal with someone, he will certainly leave no trace. How can he make such a big fuss? It seems that there is someone else behind the scenes.

Su Jin was ashamed of her carelessness. She looked at Fu Sishui with embarrassment: "well, I'm really sorry just now. I misunderstood you."

Fu Siming's lips slowly burst into a charming smile and looked vaguely at Su Jin: "what can your wife be angry about?"

Su Jin was flushed by his wife's call and muttered, "I have something else to do. Let's go first."

Then she was about to run away, but Fu Sihui grabbed her wrist.

He leaned over and locked the brocade tightly with his burning / hot eyes like a volcano. The breath between them blended together, and the temperature between them could be felt.

Su Jin's heart pounded wildly, and her body slowly retreated. She touched the table at her feet. Her body tilted and almost fell.

A pair of big hands held her back in time. The temperature of the man's hands was transmitted across the clothes like a soldering iron, which made her nervous and her pores stood up.

"You, what are you doing?" The beautiful big eyes were full of fear and resistance. Fu Siming resisted the desire to tear her down and said in a low voice, "drink your coffee before you go."

He looked sideways at the good coffee in his eyes. The aroma was overflowing.

This is the favorite taste of Su brocade. Now she doesn't even look at it. It's really infuriating.

The sense of loss swirled around Fu Siming's chest, like a dense thread that bound him tightly.

For Su brocade, he is distressed and helpless.

Su Jin glanced at the coffee on the table, quickly picked it up and stood three feet away from Fu Sihui.

Gently sniffed, a fragrance mixed with milk fragrance rushed into the nose.

This feeling is familiar, but I can't remember where I smelled it.

She tried to take a sip, and the taste buds seemed to be blown open, which was unspeakable.

"Not bad." She nodded, took another sip and tasted it carefully.

With a circle of coffee on her lips, she quickly swept her tongue / head into her mouth and drank again.

She looked at Fu Siming's body like a fire.

For five years, five whole years, he lived like an ascetic monk.

I thought I would never have desire / hope again in my life, but Su Jin woke him up with just one action.

He felt like he was on fire. He stretched out his hand to loosen his tie and paced to the window to blow the cold wind to wake himself up.

In fact, he also thought that she couldn't say anything even if she was strong with Su brocade.

After all, they have that red book. They are legal husband and wife.

But another voice told him contemptuously that taking advantage of people's danger was not a man.

He wants to get Sujin's heart again and let her fall in love with herself again.

"Finished. I'm leaving." Su Jin's voice came from behind. Through the glass, Fu Sihui saw that she was looking at herself.

Su Jin saw that Fu Siming didn't respond. When he was about to call him, he went to his desk, took out something from the drawer and threw it to himself.

She subconsciously took it over and couldn't help staring. It was the lost admission badge.

She almost couldn't get into the meeting because she didn't have a badge.

Fortunately, the other party's staff recognized her and opened a green channel for her.

Unexpectedly, the badge was in Fu Siming's hand.

"Why do you have my things?" Su Jin asked in surprise.

Fu Sihui's lips were hooked and gave her an ambiguous answer: "maybe this is fate, let me meet you again."

When she came out of Fu Siming's office, Su Jin felt dizzy. She had to accept it. Fu Siming was really charming.

He doesn't have to say or do anything. Just sitting there has a fatal attraction.

The male god is indeed a male god, which is really different from ordinary people.

"Xiao Jin, how about it? Isn't it very cathartic?" Jiang wennuan suddenly sends a short message to Su Jin, but the content of the letter makes her a little confused.

Su Jin made a question mark and sent it: "what do you mean?"

"Of course I'm angry for you. Dongfang Sheng is a thief. He knows you're Fu Siming's wife and has a foot in it. Such a person is really disgusting.