Rebirth: Noble Miss Returns

Fu Siming and Xia Yanran were stunned. No one expected that Su Jin would suddenly come to the company.

Especially Xia Yanran's eyes changed when she looked at Su brocade.

She subconsciously distanced herself from Fu Siming, forced out a smile and greeted Su Jin: "sister Su, how did you come to the company?"

Su Jin's small face was as pale as a piece of paper, but a pair of black paint eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor, and his eyes looked at Fu Siming.

"I, I'll send him lunch."

When she said this, her eyes were always fixed on Fu Siming, trying to see a look of guilt on his face.

But Fu Siming was always calm. He stopped in front of Su brocade and said, "are you leaving now?"

"Well, the driver is still waiting for me outside. He will take his son to learn dance in the afternoon." She pretended to be nervous and looked at the watch on her wrist. Her tone was urgent and fast: "no, I have to go quickly, otherwise it's too late."

Then she ran out.

Fu Sihui looked at the back of her hurried departure, and the corners of her lips were slightly unreachable. Xia Yanran, like a child who did something wrong, murmured, "can't my wife miss it?"

"Misunderstanding what?" Fu Siming asked her, his sharp eyes made people panic.

Xia Yanran quickly shook her head: "nothing."

She thought that after having dinner with Fu Siming, their relationship could be closer.

Now it seems that she was wrong.

In Fu's eyes, she is just an assistant, not even a friend.

In the dance room, Fu Jinyan and Yun Lele are learning hip-hop dance.

Su Jin and Jiang wennuan are bored and wait outside.

"Xiao Jin, why are you absent-minded?" As they talked, Su Jin's eyes straightened.

Jiang wennuan called her several times, but she didn't come back.

Jiang wennuan gave her a look. Su Jin looked at her slowly and finally said his inner concerns: "wennuan, let me ask you a question."

"OK, you say." Jiang wennuan looks all ears.

Su Jin cleared her throat and said, "what do you think of a woman who went to work in your husband's company and became his assistant?"

Jiang wennuan took a breath of cool air, put on a look of a shrew and began Lu to pull up her sleeves: "my mother tore her, little bitch / where, where?"

Su Jin hurriedly pressed her: "don't get excited. I'm talking about hypothesis, hypothesis."

"Neither can we assume." Jiang wennuan suddenly stares in horror: "Xiaojin, are you reminding me that I'm green?"

Su Jin quickly shook her head: "it's not you, it's me."

With that, she regretted it.

Jiang wennuan seems to have found a new world. She grabs her wrist and flashes gossip light in her eyes. She asks, "what do you mean, your ice is not immortal at last?"

In private, Jiang wennuan and Sheng Yunfu always joked that Fu Siming was not a woman for many years. Except that there was no other woman in Su Jin's eyes, he must not be a mortal.

Sheng Yunfu raised her hands and agreed with her.

"What and what." Su Jin pulls back her hand and frowns. She knew Jiang wennuan was so unreliable, so she shouldn't have told her what she meant.

Jiang wennuan straightened his attitude when he saw that she was annoyed. He patted Su Jin on the shoulder with earnest words and said firmly: "you are completely worried. I think that your family had been cultivating immortals for five years after you disappeared for five years. Let alone touching women, he didn't look at it. We all thought he had broken his sleeve. Anyone can get off the rails, but Fu Siming won't, Just put your heart in your stomach. "

Su Jin said with a puzzled face, "is that so?"

"Required."

Listening to Jiang wennuan, the haze in Sujin's heart dissipated.

Is she really thinking too much?

Yes, she must have thought too much.

She should believe Fu Siming. If there is no minimum trust between husband and wife, is it still called husband and wife?

Su Jin's mind cleared away and temporarily sealed the matter.

At dinner, she came home with Fu Jinyan.

When I entered the hall, I felt that the atmosphere in the hall was somewhat unusual.

A beautiful high-end box is placed on the table.

"Wow, what's this?" Fu Jinyan ran over as if he had found a treasure. The box was pink and tied with a bow. It was for women.

Fu Jinyan's little face collapsed: "it's not for me?"

He looked at Su brocade and waved to her, "Mommy, this is for you."

"Ah, mine?" Su Jin is a little surprised. Who will give her a gift?

He came forward to open the box and took out a beautiful little dress.

The broken diamonds on the dress are shining in the light, which is very textured in your hand.

Fu Jinyan opened his mouth wide: "Wow, Mommy, are you going to be a star?"

Su Jin smiled awkwardly: "how can I be a star."

"Do you like it?" Fu Siming's low voice came from the stairs. He came out in casual clothes, with a casual smile on his face, but his eyes did not let go of any subtle change on Su Jin's face.

He could see that she liked it very much.

Su Jin smiled awkwardly, raised her skirt and asked, "why do you suddenly remember to give me this? Is it too heavy?"

"There will be a banquet in the company tomorrow. You can go with me." When Fu Siming said this, his eyes were filled with tenderness.

He felt a little uneasy for fear that Su Jin would refuse.

"What about the child?" Su Jin actually didn't want to go. She was afraid to face strange faces. She had to move her son out as a shield.

Fu Sihui knew she would say so and said with a smile: "as a shareholder of the company, you can't do without coming out. Our products are very important to the company. In order to reward employees, the banquet must be held more grandly."

"Ah, I'm also a shareholder?" Sujin is really a little surprised.

Fu Siming nodded: "as a shareholder, you are indifferent to the company. Mrs. Fu, you are too derelict."

Su Jin was teased by him and burst out laughing. She took a breath and bargained with him: "I can go, but I'll take warm and Yunfu, otherwise I'll be bored."

"Of course." Fu Siming smiled.

Fu Jin extended two little fat hands and tried to jump up to brush the sense of existence: "me, me, Mommy, take me with you."

A big hand covered his head and pressed down like a hill.

"You have to go to school. You don't have time." There is no doubt about Fu Siming's voice.

Fu Jinyan replied with a small mouth: "there is no class tomorrow afternoon, only dance. I can ask the teacher to postpone the dance."

"No." Fu Siming refused. Fu Jinyan was almost angry and cried. He refused to argue: "why?"

Fu Sishui touched his bulging belly and said with a smile, "because you want to lose weight, dad just signed up for your swimming class.