Chapter 3 Female Rogue

"Mom, why are you so angry? I heard your voice outside."

When they looked back, they saw that the father and son had already reached the door.

The man casually hung his suit on his shoulders with a casual smile on his face.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming home? You scared me."

Xiao Zhenzhu was extremely surprised.

Her attitude has taken a 180-degree turn from before. She was as harsh as before and as amiable as she is now.

"Isn't this a surprise for you ? "

Lin Hechuan held Xiao Zhenzhu 's arm and said, "I heard from my dad that you missed me so much that you couldn't sleep?"

Xiao Zhenzhu glanced at Lin Qiming behind her and said, "Your father is talking nonsense."

"Since you don't miss me, I'll go back." Lin Hechuan raised his foot and prepared to leave.

"How dare you, little brat, bully me." Xiao Zhenzhu looked angry, but her eyes were full of kindness.

She held Lin Hechuan tightly and said some intimate words between mother and son.

Lin Qiming, Lin's father, and Wen Yuhua seemed very redundant.

As the helmsman of Lin's Bank, Lin Qiming has been in a high position for many years. The majestic aura he exudes makes Wen Yuhua a little afraid of him.

She tightly grasped the teacup in her hand and lowered her head, pretending to be dead.

Fortunately, this awkward atmosphere did not last long, and soon the servant came over to remind us that it was time for dinner.

Xiao Zhenzhu took Lin Hechuan's hand and went to the dinner table again. Wen Yuhua sat next to Lin Hechuan, very quietly.

The mother and son seemed to have endless things to say, and they chattered throughout the entire meal.

Lin Qiming and Wen Yuhua didn't even have a chance to interrupt, Wen Yuhua was enjoying herself.

Lin Qiming loves Shandong cuisine, and most of the dishes on the table tend to be salty. Wen Yuhua's favorite is the fried chicken slices in lotus leaves on the table, but she is so far away from that dish that she can only sigh in despair.

Lin Hechuan was chatting with Xiao Zhenzhu , she was turning the table intentionally or unintentionally, and the dish of chicken slices in lotus leaves happened to stop in front of her.

Wen Yuhua's eyes lit up. This bastard Lin Hechuan at least did a good thing.

"You can't talk when you want to eat. Even dogs know how to bark, but you can't?"

Lin Hechuan glanced at her.

The woman was stunned for a moment, looking at the lotus root chicken slices in the bowl, she suddenly lost her appetite.

"Yuhua, how is your work going lately? Are you busy?"

Lin Qiming felt that his son had gone too far and spoke up to resolve the situation.

Wen Yuhua put down her chopsticks and shook her head obediently, "I'm not busy. Thank you for your concern, Dad."

"I'm really not busy. If I were busy, would I still be able to keep a dog?"

Lin Hechuan took a sip of tea, and his every move revealed a rare nobility among ordinary people, but he just had a big mouth.

Lin Qiming also knew about this matter, but this was an internal conflict between the couple, and it was indeed a bit excessive for him, a old man, to interfere.

Wen Yuhua couldn't eat anymore.

After dinner, Lin Qiming and Lin Hechuan were talking in the study. Xiao Zhenzhu, concerned about her son, followed them in. Only Wen Yuhua was sitting on the sofa alone, like an outsider.

Wen Yuhua didn't sleep well last night and her head was dizzy. After being inhaled by the soothing aromatherapy in the room , she fell asleep on the sofa in a daze.

When she woke up, it was already dark outside. She was covered with a thin gray blanket and the study door was still tightly closed.

"Ma'am, the room is ready."

Wen Yuhua rubbed her eyes, "Where's Lin Hechuan?"

"The young master is still in the study. He said he won't leave tonight."

"Not leaving?"

Wen Yuhua pulled the blanket on her body and said, "Then I'm going to sleep. You can tell him later."

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When Lin Hechuan entered the room, he saw a woman sleeping soundly on the bed.

There was only one floor lamp on in the room, and the dim light shone on the woman's face, reflecting her peaceful sleeping expression.

Wen Yuhua wore a lavender satin nightgown, which made her originally fair skin look as delicate as white jade. She was not very well-behaved when she slept, and her nightgown was pulled down to her waist, revealing her long legs.

Looking at the person on the bed, Lin Hechuan felt an indescribable feeling in his lower abdomen.

He quickly turned his head and went into the bathroom.

After a sound of dripping water, the man came out wrapped in a bath towel.

He lay on the bed, and the woman beside him was still sleeping soundly.

Lin Hechuan tilted his head to look at her, then turned away.

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The next morning.

Wen Yuhua slept very comfortably.

I was feeling a little hot at first, but then in the middle of the night I touched something icy and cool, which was very comfortable.

As soon as I opened my eyes, the handsome sleeping face of the man came into view.

Wen Yuhua stared at the other person blankly.

With high eyebrows, a straight nose and a pair of affectionate eyes tightly closed , the man does not look ugly at all even when he is asleep.

I have to say, although Lin Hechuan is not a human, his appearance is top- notch .

Wen Yuhua was watching intently, but the man suddenly opened his eyes.

“Does it look good?”

The low and hoarse voice has a hint of laziness, which makes people blush and their heart beat faster.

"You, rascal!"

Wen Yuhua blushed, "Who asked you to hug me?"

Lin Hechuan looked her up and down and said, "Isn't it natural for me to hug my wife? Besides..."

The man said with a hint of mockery, "Who wants to hug who?"

Only then did Wen Yuhua realize that her hands and feet were on the man, and she didn't know when she had moved from the left side of the bed to the right side, pushing the man to the edge of the bed.

"You, I, I was just worried that you would be cold at night!"

The woman was so embarrassed that she ran into the bathroom and washed her face roughly. Only then did her beating heart gradually calm down.

It's so embarrassing, how could I run into his arms!

Wen Yuhua looked at herself in the mirror and said, "I'm about to divorce him. Can you please wake up?"

She lingered in the bathroom for a long time before reluctantly moving out.

"I thought you fell into the toilet."

The man had already turned on the news, and the host's clear and melodious voice filled the room.

Wen Yuhua didn't say anything. She glanced at him and left the room.

When Lin Hechuan finished packing and went downstairs, the three of them were already sitting at the dining table ready to eat.

When Xiao Zhenzhu saw Lin Hechuan coming downstairs, she hurriedly told the servant to bring the soup stewing on the stove.

"Hechuan, this is Codonopsis pilosula and black chicken soup, you should take some tonic."

"It's time to replenish your body, otherwise you'll feel cold when you sleep at night."

The man took the blue and white porcelain bowl with a leisurely and teasing tone.

Wen Yuhua was sipping her porridge in small sips . When she heard this, her face turned red with shame and she wanted to bury her head in the bowl.

Xiao Zhenzhu, who loves her son dearly but doesn't know the truth, is puzzled. "Cold? Do you want an extra quilt?"

"No, I have a big stove."

The meaning of Lin Hechuan's words was very clear. The old couple were not inexperienced people, so they stopped asking questions after hearing this.

Lin Qiming coughed lightly and left the table.

After the meal, Wen Yuhua originally wanted to drive to work by herself, but for some reason, the cute little mini car wouldn't start .

"Ma'am, please get in the car."

A Bentley slowly stopped beside her and the driver, Lao Liu, lowered the window.

Wen Yuhua looked at the time and nodded, "Okay."

Lin Hechuan sat in the back row, with world news playing on the screen in front of him.

Wen Yuhua hesitated for a moment and opened the passenger door.

Old Liu glanced at the rearview mirror in horror, only to see that the man in the back seat had no expression on his face. He then felt relieved.

"Old Liu, thank you for your help."

Wen Yuhua said politely.

"It's no trouble, no trouble. Madam, you are too kind."

The Bentley was speeding on the road. The three people in the car didn't speak, only the voice of the host on TV lingered in their ears.

I don't know when the sky outside became cloudy. The dark clouds pushed together and scrambled to come, as if they were going to swallow up the entire sky.

It's going to rain soon.

Wen Yuhua suddenly remembered that she didn't bring an umbrella today, and she didn't know if there was an umbrella in the car.

Thinking of this, she felt that she might have to thank Lin Hechuan.

Before she could say anything, the man's cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hechuan, I..."

Wen Yuhua was familiar with the female voice on the loudspeaker; it was Ye Xi.

Her white and tender fingers tightened slightly, and sure enough, she heard the man's voice the next second.

"I have something to do, please get off first."

Wen Yuhua looked at the endless stream of cars outside the car window, wondering if she would be hit to death immediately if she got out of the car.

"Can't you hear me? Get out of the car."

The man's voice was already somewhat angry.

Wen Yuhua said nothing, turned around and got out of the car.

In an instant, a loud thunder sounded, accompanied by heavy rain.

By the time Wen Yuhua reacted , Bentley had disappeared from his sight.

She stood on the busy asphalt road, looking very embarrassed.

The rain blocked her vision, and she couldn't tell whether it was rain or something else on her face. The happiness she felt in the morning was indeed an illusion.

Lin Hechuan didn't love her from the beginning to the end.