Chapter 8 What a Face

Shu Yan looked at him innocently. After a while, he seemed to realize that he was really going too far. Su Yi touched his nose and said softly: "Just call me A Yi."

"oh."

Shu Yan stared at his red earlobes, suppressing a smile and said, "Ayi, can I discuss something with you?"

"cough."

Su Yi put one arm back, pillowing it under his head, and looked at her sideways, "You tell me."

Shu Yan felt a little embarrassed, stretched out his hand to tug on the blanket, and bit his lip.

"At night, can you, um, I mean my body can't bear to be so crazy every day, but can I do it again every two days, um, that's the kind of thing..."

The more he spoke, the redder Shu Yan's face became, and finally half of his head shrank into the blanket, revealing a pair of wet eyes.

Su Yi listened to her stumbling words and understood what she meant, but looking at her look like this, he couldn't help but want to tease her.

"What madness? What two days? Madam, what exactly do you want to say?"

Su Yi frowned slightly and looked at Shu Yan with a serious face, pretending to be innocent and unscrupulous.

Shu Yan, on the other hand, really thought that he didn't quite understand what he was saying, so his lips suddenly became numb from biting them, but when he thought of his waist, he gritted his teeth and puffed out his cheeks.

He immediately covered his head and hid his whole body under the blanket.

He rubbed his neck and spoke directly.

"Just having sex, can I stop doing it every day? Can I do it every two days? My body can't bear it."

"..."

Shu Yan huddled in the blanket, his face almost steaming with heat.

She clearly heard her own thumping, fast-beating heartbeat.

After waiting for a moment, the air became quiet.

In an instant, she regretted it!

Putting aside the embarrassment, she didn't want the two of them to talk unnaturally in the future because of something like this.

Just when the fever on Shu Yan's face quickly subsided and he regained his senses, suddenly, a laugh came from outside the blanket.

"Pfft! Hahaha!"

Su Yi couldn't hold it in any longer, and his face turned red from holding it in. Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer, so he turned sideways and hit the bed.

"..."

Shu Yan popped his head out from under the blanket, looked at the man who was laughing like crazy, and blinked.

Is it funny?

Amid the crazy laughter, Shu Yan changed from biting his lip to gritting his teeth, and finally he suddenly raised his foot and kicked the man next to him off the bed.

"Su Yi, you bastard!"

Fortunately, she was still thinking about it, so it was better for him to pretend not to understand clearly even though he clearly understood it, so he had to watch her laugh, right?

Shu Yan's eyes turned red with anger.

"boom!"

Su Yi fell off the bed and was not angry. He just sat on the ground and looked at the woman on the bed with a smile.

He has never said anything like this.

Because of a woman's small movements and expressions, I can't help but feel happy.

"Shu Yan, you are so cute."

Su Yi sat cross-legged, looking at the woman kneeling on the bedside, his thick eyebrows stretched, and he smiled proudly.

Shu Yan gritted his teeth. He had never seen a person with such a bad character. He turned over and covered his head with a blanket, sulking.

Su Yi grinned, rolled onto the bed again, hugged the woman's waist, turned her over, and lifted her onto his chest.

"My body can't bear it? Where can't I bear it? Let me see?"

He said, his hand moving downwards.

Shu Yan's moans were once again swallowed whole by the man.

The next morning, Shu Yan got up early. When he went downstairs, he saw Su Yi sitting on the dining table and a woman walking over with two bowls of porridge.

Seeing her, the woman greeted her with a smile, "Madam, you're up."

Shu Yan smiled and nodded. Su Yi took her hand, sat next to him and said, "This is Aunt Chen. You can tell her whatever you want to eat in the future."

"Aunt Chen."

Shu Yan looked at Aunt Chen and said hello.

"Why!"

"Madam, I don't know what flavor you like to eat, so I just made a little bit of it. You try it. If you don't like it, I'll change it next time."

Aunt Chen said with a smile, her eyes staring at Shu Yan, her satisfaction and love could not be concealed.

"good."

Shu Yan smiled and looked at the breakfast on the table, bread, milk, steamed buns, porridge, appetizers, fried dough sticks...

There is a lot of variety, and preparations obviously start early.

Shu Yan took two bites of the bun, raised his eyes and gave a thumbs up to praise, "Aunt Chen, it tastes great, thank you for your hard work."

"As long as Madam likes it."

Aunt Chen was satisfied, but she remembered that Shu Yan liked Chinese food and planned to try more Chinese food in the future.

After breakfast, Su Yi sent Shu Yan to the company. On the way, he suddenly said, "Shu is also involved in the original project?"

Shu Yan nodded and stared at the phone in trance.

Su Yi glanced at her and said casually: "Su is also responsible for this project. If there is any trouble, please tell me."

Although the two were harmonious in bed, he now thought that if they were harmonious in daily life, maybe this marriage would be better.

Shu Yan felt his concern, looked away and nodded, "Okay."

After a moment of silence, he said again: "Thank you."

Su Yi narrowed his eyes, but said nothing more.

Shu Yan had been busy at the company all morning and was about to have lunch when he received a message from Wen Rong.

"Ms. Shu, after many inquiries, it has been confirmed that the Song family went bankrupt that year and Lin Shiheng was involved."

In just two and a half lines, the hatred in Shu Yan's eyes surged.

She didn't know much about what happened back then, but she occasionally heard people around Lin Shiheng talk about it. The turning point in Lin's rise was the annexation of the Song family!

Now, the loss of Song's shares and the bankruptcy of the Song family are probably all caused by Lin Shiheng's own hands!

"Lawyer Wen, if it's convenient, can we meet with you?"

It took less than half a minute for Shu Yan's text message to be sent before the other party responded.

"Six-thirty, West Coast Cafe."

"good."

Shu Yan put away his cell phone, but had no intention of eating and sat on a soft chair.

"Boom! Boom!"

The pen on the fingertips clicked on the paper, paused, and kept clicking.

Just as Shu Yan was about to continue processing the information, he saw the office door being pushed open.

"Yanyan."

Lin Shiheng had a smile on his lips and Buddhist beads hanging on his wrist. He was sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed in by Wen Zhao.

Shu Yan stared at him, barely concealing the raging hatred in his eyes.

For a moment, the pen tip in his hand pierced the paper.

"You haven't eaten yet. There's a new Sichuan restaurant downstairs. I'll take you to try it."

Lin Shiheng spoke softly and smiled, his eyebrows warm and soft.

Shu Yan lowered his eyes, sarcasm emerged in his eyes, then turned his back to Lin Shiheng and looked at the French window in the distance, "I'm not hungry either, and I don't like Sichuan food."

Even if I like it, I have no appetite just looking at you!

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sunshine seems to be very good.

It's a pity that the air in this office is polluted.

Lin Shiheng seemed to have expected this result, and just said helplessly: "Yanyan, I have work to do, but my health is the most important thing. Be good and go to dinner with me first."

Shu Yan heard this and put down the pen in his hand. Just as he was about to retort, he heard a voice coming from behind him.

"How shameless it is to ask my wife to go to dinner with you!"