Rebirth: Noble Miss Returns

As soon as the big bed sank, the whole Sujin fell into it.

She looked at the approaching man like a frightened deer, covered her chest tightly with her hands, and said, "you, you can't force me, you said."

"Forced?" Fu Sihui raised his eyebrows, reached out and covered her with a thin quilt. He said teasingly, "what are you forced to do? I just want you to sleep. You don't think too much."

With a layer of quilt on his body, Su brocade only shows a small head.

She lay in bed staring at the man who teased her angrily and wanted to have a good theory with him.

But Fu Siyu stood at the bedside, condescending, and he was a little shorter in his momentum.

She snorted heavily, closed her eyes and ignored him.

Fu Siming saw that she was angry, smiled and said good night. Then Su Jin felt heavy around her and had a strong chest on her side.

The man's light Cologne drifted into the nose and made her nervous.

His body is like a soldering iron. Even a casual touch can lift a sea of fire.

"You can't sleep here." Su Jin sat up and protested. It's strange that he can't help sleeping in a bed like this.

Fu Siming scooped her up and pushed her back to bed. Su Jin was about to struggle, but he heard his low, lazy voice: "sleep."

He closed his eyes and looked tired. There was a light shadow under his eyelids. The whole person had an unspeakable sense of fatigue.

These days, he ran around with Su brocade and worked hard.

After solving Xia Yanran's problem, many video conferences were held after she came back. People have reached their limit.

In such a short time, he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Su Jin's heart was soft and she was reluctant to wake him up.

Staring at his handsome face, a voice kept asking herself, is this the person she loved before?

Unconsciously, sleep came, and Su Jin fell asleep.

Night enveloped the whole villa, and everything fell into a deep sleep.

Only Xia Yanran in the guest room opened her eyes wide. She looked at the ceiling without expression, but her eyes were very terrible.

Just now Su Jin and Fu Siming were close in the house, which made her jealous and going crazy.

She can't stand two people together at all, even one look.

If she didn't have a sense, she was afraid that the stone in her hand would be thrown at Su brocade.

Fu Sishui, you can only be mine, mine!

The morning sun came into the house and shone on the wide double bed.

Fu Siming moved his numb arm, looked at the sleeping little woman, and gently pulled his hand back from under her neck.

The hour hand had pointed to seven o'clock. He got up with light hands and feet, washed and was ready to go to work.

The breakfast table downstairs had been set. After looking at the food on the table, Fu Sihui couldn't help frowning.

He prefers Western food, so all the food on the table this morning is western style.

But Su Jin likes Chinese food. He drinks freshly ground soybean milk or a bowl of millet porridge every day.

In the past, both of them would appear on the table at the same time, but today they don't.

Fu Siming frowned and was about to ask, but a figure flashed out of the kitchen. A fried golden poached egg was placed in front of him.

"Try this. I just made it."

Xia Yanran's face was full of flattering smiles. She looked at Fu Siming with some uneasiness: "try it."

The poached egg exudes a tempting aroma, but Fu Siming doesn't have a happy expression. He looks at the food on his face and looks at Xia Yanran standing aside.

His face sank.

Xia Yanran obviously felt his anger and hurriedly asked, "what's the matter, Mr. Fu? Is it not palatable? I'll do it again immediately."

She removed the plate in front of Fu Siming and prepared to do it again. Fu Siming grabbed her wrist, looked at her with gloomy eyebrows and asked, "who asked you to do this?"

His hand was strong. Xia Yanran's wrist, which was clenched like a pair of pliers, hurt. She endured the pain on her wrist, forced out a smile and said, "no one asked me to do this. I'm willing to do it myself."

Fu Siming bit his back alveolar and said in a deep voice, "housekeeper."

The housekeeper had heard what was happening inside long ago. She didn't dare to come in. Now she heard Fu Siyu calling her and hurried in.

Fu Siming loosened Xia Yanran, looked at the housekeeper angrily and asked, "who asked Mr. Xia to do this?"

The housekeeper looked alarmed and quickly shook her head: "yes, Miss Xia said she did it herself. She said she was upset by Mr. Xia's favor and wanted to make up for it, so she said she wanted to make breakfast for Mr. and Mrs."

The housekeeper was terrified. She had never seen Fu Siyu get so angry.

The atmosphere solidified like ice. The cold air emitted from Fu Siming was enough to freeze everyone into ice.

He stood in place, looked at Xia Yan coldly, and said in a deep voice, "you are not allowed to intervene in such things in the future."

Xia Yanran lowered her head and looked very embarrassed.

A pair of beautiful eyes full of grievances, as if they could cry in the next second.

"What's the matter?" Su Jin went downstairs and saw the embarrassing scene in front of her. Fu Siming was angry, and Xia Yanran looked wronged and about to cry.

She looked at Fu Sishui and Xia Yanran. She really didn't understand what was going on.

Or the housekeeper came up to Su Jin and said, "madam, Miss Xia prepared a breakfast. Sir is angry."

Su Jin gave an unexpected look at Fu Siming. It was hard to believe that he was so angry because of such a small matter.

Especially when she saw Xia Yanran standing aside wrongfully, her heart was even more uncomfortable.

Without thinking about it, he stood beside Xia Yanran and complained against Fu Siming's crime: "it's just a meal. Do you need to make such a big fire?"

Fu Siming sighed and pinched his temple with a headache.

He was surrounded by all kinds of people. Those women tried their best to approach him, and he had already memorized their tricks.

Xia Yanran is not as weak as she appears. Her scheming and Chengfu are enough to crack Su Jin and his feelings.

"Xiao Jin, don't meddle in this matter." Fu Sihui can only say this to Su Jin.

But Su Jin thought he was too cold-hearted. Since Xia Yanran was invited into the house by her, she was her guest.

Even if Fu was dissatisfied with her, he should not embarrass her in front of so many people.

"Well, well, it's just a small matter. Why should it be like this?" Su Jin didn't want to lose face to Fu Siming in front of so many people. She tried to resolve the embarrassment with a strong smile.