Lu Jiyuan parked his car under the main building. When he looked up, the first thing he saw was the master bedroom.
The lights are dim.
Has Sheng Wantang not come back yet?
"Madam hasn't come back yet?" Lu Jiyuan asked the servant as soon as he entered the door.
"My wife is back. She went back to her room early." The servant didn't know why.
Lu Jiyuan opened the door of the master bedroom, and through the moonlight, he saw a small bulge in the center of the big bed. The bulge moved slightly and invisibly as he breathed.
Lu Jiyuan frowned slightly.
She left no light for him.
This was the first time in several months of marriage that Sheng Wantang went to bed early without leaving a light for him.
Usually when he didn't go back to his room, there would always be a floor lamp on.
Although Lu Jiyuan never mentioned it, this habit of hers always made him feel happy, because it was like she was waiting for him to come back.
Today's unusual situation made Lu Jiyuan feel a little uneasy.
This weird feeling is fleeting.
Lu Jiyuan gently took the nightgown and entered the bathroom.
He didn't know that the person on the bed opened his eyes the moment he closed the door.
Sheng Wantang looked at the crescent moon outside the window without emotion.
She was obviously asleep, but she didn't know why she woke up immediately when Lu Jiyuan opened the door.
It was as if I was thinking about this person subconsciously.
I don't know how long it took, but the sound of water in the bathroom stopped and the people inside quickly walked out.
Sheng Wantang closed her eyes subconsciously until a corner of the quilt was lifted from behind, and a warm and moist body came in.
One arm skillfully hooked her waist, pulling her back hard, trying to pull her into his arms and hug her.
Sheng Wantang subconsciously resisted and did not want to enter his arms.
"Awake?" Lu Jiyuan was surprised.
Since he was awake, why didn't he pay attention to him?
He subconsciously stood up with one hand and went to see Sheng Wantang.
"I woke up because of you." Sheng Wantang buried half of her face in the quilt, her voice filled with an imperceptible sense of alienation, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."
Lu Jiyuan noticed something unusual about her and gently stroked the hair sticking to her face.
"Were you bullied in the Sheng family?" This was Lu Jiyuan's first guess.
"I'm sleepy, Lu Jiyuan." Sheng Wantang doesn't want to talk to him now.
Sheng Wantang is not a person who easily reveals her emotions. If she wants to conceal her true inner emotions, it will be easy to deceive others - but unfortunately she is facing Lu Jiyuan.
Lu Jiyuan could tell that she was in a bad mood now, as if she had withdrawn herself into a small room, unwilling to come out or let anyone else go in.
"But I'm awake." Lu Jiyuan grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him, observing her emotions, "What should I do, Mrs. Lu?"
Sheng Wantang's hand retracted as if she was electrocuted. She sat up and took a step back.
The woman stood against the light, so that no one could see the resistance and defense in her eyes.
But the resistance in my whole body was obvious at this moment.
"What's wrong with you?" Lu Jiyuan frowned.
Sheng Wantang also realized that his reaction was too big.
She didn't want the two of them to get into too much trouble.
"...You have a smell that I don't like. It smells like perfume."
In fact, she didn't smell anything. Sheng Wantang just felt disgusted when she remembered Wenren Yangyang sitting next to him wearing his coat.
Lu Jiyuan smelled himself subconsciously and said, "It doesn't smell. Be good, I'm taking a shower."
Sheng Wantang remained in the same posture and did not move. Even if Lu Jiyuan could not see her expression clearly, he could still feel that her eyes did not move.
It's like persistently saying: You smell like perfume.
"I went out to play with friends in the evening and accidentally contracted it." Lu Jiyuan thought that she might have been wronged at the Sheng family, so he coaxed her in a good-tempered way, "Then I'll go take a shower again."
As he spoke, he got out of bed.
Lu Jiyuan took two steps and found that Sheng Wantang's nerves still hadn't relaxed, thinking that he had just fallen on her.
He sighed helplessly, "Don't leave me alone tonight, I'll take a shower."
It wasn't until the man walked back into the bathroom that Sheng Wantang took a deep breath and regained his breath.
Sheng Wantang buried her face in her hands.
She knew that her behavior just now was a bit extreme.
She should ask Lu Jiyuan directly.
However, she couldn't speak.
How to ask?
Ask why?
He had already explained the matter about Wenren Yangyang once. He even called Wenren Yangyang in front of her last time, proving that she was "unreasonably making trouble" last time.
Will she make trouble again?
Sheng Wantang retreated into the quilt again.
She can't do it.
As soon as Lu Jiyuan entered the bathroom, he sent a message to Yi Jiu, asking Yi Jiu to check whether Sheng Wantang had a quarrel at Sheng's house.
After taking a shower, I got the reply: There was no quarrel.
But what exactly happened to Sheng Wantang in the Sheng family is unknown, which made Lu Jiyuan begin to consider whether to plant an informant in the Sheng family.
Sheng Wantang had been hypnotizing herself to fall asleep quickly, but she still didn't fall asleep until Lu Jiyuan went to bed again.
When the man took her into his arms forcefully again, Sheng Wantang couldn't resist.
Lu Jiyuan felt her body slowly relax and felt more comfortable.
Any resistance Sheng Wantang showed to him made him feel irritated.
"Your contract is about to expire. Ming Shan Mandrill has a chief stylist position for you?" Lu Jiyuan knew very well what Sheng Wantang's breathing was like when she was asleep, and he was sure that she was awake now.
Only then did Sheng Wantang remember that her contract with the gt group's co-stylist would basically expire at the end of next week's show.
"I'm not qualified to be GT's chief stylist."
Mingshan Mandrill is a subsidiary of gt Group that specializes in fashion. Even on a global scale, Mingshan Mandrill is the first-class fashion company. In the past, less than one tenth of the cooperative stylists have been able to earn income after the cooperation.
An offer to Ming Mandrill.
Sheng Wantang thinks he is capable, and he is not so shameless that he directly parachute into Mingshan Mandrill's chief stylist.
"Mrs. Lu is qualified." Lu Jiyuan hugged Sheng Wantang's arm with a little force, and she entered his arms more closely.
This is a sign that he is in a good mood.
Sheng Wantang refused: "I don't want to go through the back door."
"This is not a back door. First, you have the ability. Second, after a month, Miss Sheng will be a very popular figure. To say the least," Lu Jiyuan lowered his head to look at the person in his arms, "Just because of you and Frank's
Guanxi, you are also qualified."
Lu Jiyuan's speculation is not unreasonable.
Half of the collaborations that Sheng Wantang has received in GT in the past few months have not been released. The highlight of them is "Feng Hua" and "Light". The former is about to start promotion, and the latter is about to officially kick off. Frank's famous show is also for
Sheng Wantang laid the foundation of the fashion circle.
What awaits Sheng Wantang is the bright light that has accumulated steadily.
"I'll think about it." Sheng Wantang lowered his eyes.
Lu Jiyuan kissed the top of her head: "Go to sleep."