Song Shishu didn't want to worry her aunt, so she pretended to be happy: "Don't worry, aunt, I'm living a good life, and he is even more considerate to me."
After hearing this, Lin Wanrou felt relieved.
"Shu Shu, my aunt is not very capable, but if you are wronged or encounter difficulties, you must tell me and I will do my best to help you, you know?"
There were only three people that Lin Wanrou cared about most in her life, and Song Shishu was one of them.
A warm current flashed through Song Shishu's heart. She knew her aunt's love and care for her.
"Auntie, I know, you don't have to worry about me."
She helped clean up the house and played with Zhizhi for a while before leaving.
Lin Wanrou wanted to keep her for dinner, but Song Shishu didn't want to see Chen Chuan's annoying face, so she declined because she had to prepare lessons in the evening.
On the way home, Song Shishu received a call from Jiang Zhu.
"Shishu, is everything okay with A-Zhan recently? Is there anything wrong?"
Hearing Jiang Zhu's inquiry, Song Shishu replied calmly: "Auntie, everything is fine with Mr. Fu recently. He goes to get off work on time every day."
Song Shishu was not stupid. Jiang Zhu had not appeared since Fu Jingzhan woke up, so if she guessed correctly, the relationship between mother and son was not good.
She was able to marry Fu Jingzhan under Jiang Zhu's arrangement, and he should do things for her. But Fu Jingzhan is her husband, the one who will live with her all her life.
If she wants her future life to be more stable, then all she can do is not to offend anyone and not participate in the disputes between them.
Although Jiang Zhu was not satisfied with Song Shishu's answer, she did not lose her temper. After all, she had more important things to entrust to her.
"Okay, then remember to take good care of A-Zhan."
"By the way, next Wednesday you ask A-Zhan to take time to come back so that our family can have a good reunion dinner."
Hearing this, Song Shishu obediently agreed: "Okay, Auntie, I will talk to Mr. Fu."
After hanging up the phone, the bus also arrived at the stop.
Song Shishu picked up her handbag and got out of the car.
When she got home, Fu Jingzhan hadn't come back yet. She turned on the light and changed her shoes as usual, and then went to the kitchen to make dinner.
Since she was alone, she cooked a bowl of noodles to cushion her stomach.
After everything was done, Song Shishu wanted to go back to her room to sleep, but as soon as she walked to the door of the second bedroom, what Jiang Zhu said about eating rang in her mind.
She didn't have Fu Jingzhan's mobile phone number and couldn't contact him to tell him.
She has a full class tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and she doesn’t know what time she will go home. Thinking of this, she turned around and sat on the sofa, holding a pillow in her hands.
Forget it, just stay up late tonight and wait for him to get off work.
It was still early, so Song Shishu turned on the TV and watched and waited. But as time passed by, her eyelids became droopier and droopier...
After a while, she leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.
When Fu Jingzhan returned home, what he saw was her peaceful sleeping face. Perhaps because she turned around too much in her sleep, the simple pajamas also slipped off.
Seeing this scene, Fu Jingzhan's eyes did not show any emotion.
Song Shishu was his wife in name, but in fact they were no different from strangers. Now that she was lying on the sofa like this, Fu Jingzhan didn't want to take her back to the room.
As usual, he put on his slippers and went to the balcony to enjoy the air, and then returned to the master bedroom to rest.
And Song Shishu had long been forgotten by him.
...
The next day.
Song Shishu woke up from the cold.
She stood up and wrapped herself in her pajamas, and found that all the closed windows on the balcony had been opened, and the cold wind blew in unbridled.
Depend on.
Who opened the window with a thousand cuts!
After putting on her slippers in a hurry, Song Shishu quickly walked to the balcony and closed the window. The sound of the raging wind disappeared, and the chill on her body improved a little.
She was just about to go back to the second bedroom to change clothes when she bumped into Fu Jingzhan who was about to go out. He was wearing a black suit and holding a briefcase in his hand. It looked like he was going to work.
She's not stupid. The window she closed last night was opened. It must have been him!
After all, there are only two of them in this family, who else could be there besides him!
Thinking of this, Song Shishu's mind became hot, and he stepped forward and blocked his way: "Fu Jingzhan, why did you open the window last night?"
She really wanted to know what this person wanted to do by opening the window at night and causing her to freeze all night!
"ventilation."
The concise answer reached Song Shishu's ears, and she was stunned on the spot.
6 ah.
Who is a good person who opens the window for ventilation at night?
"Mr. Fu, I was sleeping in the living room yesterday. Even if you open the window for ventilation, should you wake me up? I slept through the cold wind last night!"
When saying this, Song Shishu couldn't help but grit his teeth.
After sleeping in the cold wind all night, it's no wonder she didn't catch a cold!
"oh."
"What does it have to do with me that you sleep in the living room? I didn't ask you to sleep there."
The understatement made Song Shishu unable to refute. Her expression changed again and again, and her last breath was stuck in her chest, almost exploding on the spot.
Song Shishu: "..."
This man... really has no gentlemanly manners at all!
Looking down at the time, Fu Jingzhan raised his feet and was about to leave, but Song Shishu stopped him in time: "Mr. Fu, my aunt called me to tell you that we will go back for the reunion dinner next Wednesday. Remember to ask for leave."
As soon as these words came out, Fu Jingzhan's footsteps stopped, and his deep and cold eyes flashed across Taiqing.
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Song Shishu was still a little puzzled. Just when she was about to ask, his indifferent voice came into her ears: "I know."
After saying that, he opened the door and left without any sloppiness.
Seeing him leaving, Song Shishu didn't waste any more time, turned around and went back to the room to change clothes, wash up, and prepare to go to school.
Because of the cold, Song Shishu felt very uncomfortable that day and his mind was groggy.
She took advantage of her lunch break to go to the infirmary to get some medicine and drank it before her groggy mind improved.
Because there was an open class in the afternoon, Song Shishu came to the office after taking medicine to prepare lessons and prepare the materials and ppt needed for the afternoon.
Seeing her pale face, colleague Jiang Ci couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Teacher Song, are you okay? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"
Seeing his worried look, Song Shishu forced a smile and refused: "Teacher Jiang, I'm fine. I just caught a cold due to the wind last night. I'll take medicine and I'll be fine later."
Song Shishu didn't like to trouble others, and besides, she could handle this minor illness without wasting money by going to the hospital.
The open class was a success, and Song Shishu received praise from the principal and director.
She was very happy about this and full of hope for the future.
Perhaps because he was in a good mood, Song Shishu didn't feel uncomfortable anymore. His whole body seemed to be radiant and there was no sign of illness at all.
