Sweet Wife, be Good!

Fang Lan got into the car and looked out the window. The cold wind passed by, reminding her of the man who was her husband.

Tonight, it was originally Zhuang Shihao's birthday, but at this moment, his people don't know where it is, and his heart has never been with himself, right?

Su Mi saw Fang Lan's sadness and asked, "You haven't had dinner yet? Why don't we go to the hot pot together."

Fang Lan agreed. She is so cold, she needs a little bit of warmth, a little bit of heat, to restore her mood.

Su Mi and Fang Lan got into Chu Zhuohang's car together.

Su Mi said to Chu Zhuohang: "I'm a little hungry and want to eat supper. Shall we go for hot pot?"

Chu Zhuohang nodded immediately and said, "Okay."

He saw Fang Lan's look through the rearview mirror, and of course he understood what was going on.

Just as everyone was opposed to this marriage at the beginning, Fang Lan ran into the man with moths to fight the fire regardless.

But now, she still maintains such a posture of moths fighting the fire.

No one could stop it at the beginning, and no one can pull her out of this abyss of sinking.

Feelings are always a matter of two people, and outsiders have the least right to intervene. The only thing he can do is to give him some warmth like a brother and sister, just like Su Mi.

When the three of them went to the hot pot, Fang Lan's mood gradually improved. Maybe she was like this, just a little bit of warmth. It can become very splendid.

Her mobile phone was placed on the table, and it had a black screen because there was no electricity. However, she never thought about charging, even though there are many shared power banks next to the seat.

Maybe it doesn't matter whether it is charging or not, because no one will worry, and no one will call at this time.

Chu Zhuohang casually rinsed the hot pot and put the dishes into Su Mi and Fang Lan's bowls.

Su Mi and Fang Lan were talking and laughing.

With the steaming heat from the hot pot, the faces of both people were flushed with steam, and their moods seemed to become fiery in the heat.

The cold before, seems to be like things in the last century, and it is no longer to be found.

After eating hot pot, Su Mi stayed in Fang Lan at the manor.

Only after returning to the room, Su Mi was still worried about Fang Lan.

Su Mi couldn't help asking Chu Zhuohang: "Does that man really have no heart? Fang Lan does this for him, he can't even feel it at all?"

Chu Zhuohang looked at Su Mi adoringly, showing a hint of helplessness and said: "I have nothing to do with him. I haven't beaten him before, and it's not that I haven't quarreled with him. But after all the methods are exhausted, he is still the same. Looks like. Fang Lan doesn't see it through himself. He doesn't want to leave, no one can help him."

Su Mi sighed in a low voice. Maybe this is love. Everyone is committed to it without hesitation. Outsiders simply don’t understand what happiness and pain are there, but whether it’s happiness or pain, it’s something you can bear. She is the only one.

I just hope that Fang Lan can see through and get more happiness as soon as possible.

After Su Mi and Chu Zhuohang got up the next morning, the butler came in and said respectfully, "Master, Master Zhuang is here."

Chu Zhuohang snorted and said dissatisfied: "Does he still know how to come?"