Chapter 81

Fangyuan really wants to ask Xia Xiaoyun if the Commission has changed if she stays for the night.

However, seeing that she pretended to be indifferent, she was actually very uncomfortable, and didn't say it well.

After all, Chen Wanyue, who is over forty, looks much younger than her actual age. She is definitely a kind of flower letter young woman who is as graceful as water. She has an unusual charm for Fangyuan, a vigorous young man.

When Fang Yuan stayed for the night, he took the opportunity to do something. It is still possible and normal to upgrade from general manager Xia's assistant to general manager Xia's stepfather.

This is definitely a humiliation for Xia Xiaoyun.

In fact, she can also see that Fang Yuan doesn't want to "humiliate" her, so she doesn't hate Fang Yuan. She simply grits her teeth and pretends not to care: as long as Chen Wanyue is happy!

Xia Xiaoyun left with Laura.

Fang Yuan can understand why she has to go to ningyao hotel at this time: she wants to put some pressure on the Guo family through ningyao hotel.

As for what Smith would do, Fang Yuan felt that what he had said was clear enough. There was really no need to give orders to the British.

However, Fang Yuan also vaguely felt that from the reaction of Guo Yi during the day, the Guo family should also bear any pressure and may not buy Smith's account: after all, this is Huaxia. Even if the British dare to fight against the rich people like the Guo family for Xia Xiaoyun, they can't get well.

"Husband, what are you thinking?"

Just around staring at the TV and thinking about something, a fragrant wind came, and then a soft body snuggled up to his chest.

After bathing, Chen Wanyue wore a black gauze Nightgown, and his collar was very low. He could see the half ups and downs of the mountains. He was annoyed with the white ones. The next step was to show his big legs. After throwing away the high heels, the little feet painted with bright red nail polish, like the red plum blossoms in the snow, could make people feel guilty.

Fang Yuan was very guilty. After looking at three, four, five or six eyes, he grabbed Chen Wanyue's little hand in his shirt and said with a gentle smile: "it's not too late now. Xiaoyun hasn't come back yet. Shall we -- wait a minute?"

Chen Wanyue, who exudes the smell of spring all over, doesn't have the copper smell and vulgarity of a merchant woman. In fact, she is more like a rich and famous lady who knows how to be a husband and teach children. She lives in her own small world and never cares about business. Otherwise, she won't ask when she absconds with money in the summer.

Her character is doomed that she will never disobey men. Although she is eager to be loved by her husband, she gently nodded after Fang Yuan put forward different opinions: "OK, wait for Xiaoyun to come back."

"I don't know how long she can come back. Otherwise, have another drink with me?"

Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and scolded Xia in his heart. How could he be willing to leave such a good wife?

At the same time, I wonder: Xia Xiaoyun, why is she not like Chen Wanyue at all?

"Well, what shall we drink? White or red? "

Chen Wanyue readily agreed to Fang Yuan's proposal, and there was an obvious look of joy in her eyes. It seems that summer would not have a few drinks with her alone to increase the relationship between husband and wife.

Perhaps, in the eyes of Chen Wanyue in summer, it is just a prop that must exist, if his wife is also a prop.

As props, women are undoubtedly very poor, but they are easier to meet.

This is the fourth reason why Chen can't have a drink with her husband.

Watching the eye waves flow, her cheeks are red, and her almost soft bones are crisp. Even her breath is full of attractive spring. Fang Yuan knows how violent it is in summer. She hasn't even played the most common little game between husband and wife, drinking wine.

Everyone knows that red wine is beautiful, and it is not as spicy as liquor, but it has great aftereffect. Under the sweet words of Fangyuan, Chen Wan Yue has just drunk seven or eight points.

"Old man, husband, let me dance for you. I've never danced since I graduated from college."

When Chen Wanyue stood up shakily with her shoulders around her, it gave people a great visual illusion: it seemed that in the next moment, the woman would become water, trickle out of her eyes and completely melt the man.

As long as he was not invited to do something against his conscience, no matter what suggestions Chen Wanyue put forward, Fang Yuan would strongly approve, clapping his hands and saying, "OK, OK, do you need to play music?"

In the living room of the Xia family, there are video equipment, and the quality of the speaker is not to be said.

"Let's play Kangding Love song. I like it very much."

Chen Wanyue staggered and walked to the stairs: "husband, wait for me. I'll change my clothes."

And professional dance clothes?

Fang Yuan nodded with a smile and waved his hand.

"On the mountain where horses are running, there is a flowing cloud --"

When the beautiful melody of Kangding Love song came out of the speaker like mercury, Chen Wanyue walked out of the bedroom.

Just like knowing how she looked when she was wearing a black gauze Nightgown, Mr. Fang was very upset. Chen Wanyue changed into a white gauze dress this time: there was less flirtatious charm of young women, but more refreshing dust, so that people would only feel bright in front of them, and then have a kind of amazing feeling.

White skirt, black hair, hair is a red ribbon, black-and-white and red, young women are like refreshing and delicious pears. They want to eat, but they can't bear it.

Chen Wanyue held the stair railing and walked down the stairs like clouds and water.

Because the long skirt is too long to cover her feet and can still drag on the ground, when Chen Wanyue walks up, she can't see that she is bending her knees and taking steps, but it's really like using the lightness skill of "Lingbo micro step" and floating in front of the square like white clouds.

"This is the dress we bought shortly after we got married. I always want to put it on and dance for you. Unfortunately, you've been too busy to have a chance to see it. Today, it's finally in use."

Chen Wanyue stood in front of the sofa, her face filled with a little shy excitement, her body shook and asked, "husband, do I look good in it?"

Fang Yuan didn't speak, just clapped gently.

This is definitely the biggest recognition for Chen Wanyue. After another stumble at her feet, she was afraid she couldn't insist. She quickly raised her right hand, carried the train in her left hand, and began to dance with the music melody.

No wonder Chen Wanyue is over forty and still has an impressive figure. It seems that it has something to do with her love of dancing when she was young.

She should be very good at classical dance, because the movements when waving her sleeves at this time are very similar to those flying in Dunhuang murals. This dance has high requirements for the flexibility of her waist and legs, just like a snake with her head held up.

That's nice.

To tell you the truth, Mr. Fang, who has never been interested in classical dance, felt that this kind of dance was beautiful for the first time when Chen Wanyue danced. Even a very casual action seemed so elegant.

After praising one in his heart, Fang Yuan raised his hand and was about to applaud. The pupils of his eyes were full of appreciation, but suddenly shrunk!

Embroidered shoes.

Red embroidered shoes.

Chen Wanyue was wearing a pair of red embroidered shoes.

Although she was soon covered by the white gauze skirt, at the moment she started, Fang Yuan could see that this pair of embroidered shoes were not the kind of dance shoes for classical dance. They were not only simple in style, but also obviously worn.

I don't know why, the short-lived red embroidered shoes, like a steel needle, pierced into Fang Yuan's eyes, which stirred his mind from Chen Wanyue's infection and dissipated in an instant.

Only the cold calm prompted his brain to work quickly.

Looking at the old and new degree of this pair of embroidered shoes, it definitely looks like it has been worn many times, which proves that Chen Wanyue often wears them.

There is no doubt that she will not go out in such embroidered shoes, but only in her own home and in front of her family.

From this inference, Xia Xiaoyun has no reason not to know this pair of embroidered shoes.

However, when Guo Yi asked for a pair of embroidered shoes during the day, Xia Xiaoyun looked blankly and didn't know anything. She couldn't hide it from Fang Yuan's eyes: she really hadn't seen any embroidered shoes.

Even, I have never touched such shoes. After all, embroidered shoes are history. Now who doesn't wear high heels that can show her figure?

Fang Yuan can be 100% sure. If Xia Xiaoyun knew that her mother had these shoes, whether it was the one Guo Yi wanted or not, she would take them out.

She doesn't know.

So, where did Chen Wanyue come from with her embroidered shoes?

Why did Guo embroider her shoes that night?

Fang Yuan suddenly felt a headache and even wondered if he was dazzled. He regarded the white dance shoes as red and quickly raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

Chen Wanyue still dances heartily with the melody.

Maybe it's because the wine surge is more severe. Her next dance moves have an obvious shape, but it doesn't affect the beauty at all. After all, when drunk beauty dances, she can always dance a strange style.

A dazzling red, flying from under the white gauze skirt again, like a red light swimming in the sky, soon disappeared.

Fang Yuan is sure that he is not dazzled.

His eyes are very normal, just like the speed of his heartbeat. He has returned to normal, but when he looks at Chen Wanyue again, he has a strange look of smiling rather than smiling.

Interesting, it's really interesting.

In a game, Chen Wanyue, who is most likely to be ignored and protected, may be the most key figure.

Fang Yuan didn't want to ask Chen Wanyue where the shoes she was wearing came from.

Because he knew that even if he asked, Chen Wanyue's answer must be seamless.

But why did she put on such shoes and deliberately show them to Fang Yuan?

It seems that we must re-examine this cowardly and graceful woman.

PA, PA.

After the song ended, Fang Yuan applauded.

The perspiring Chen Wanyue, like stepping on the clouds, stumbled to the front of the square. Her knee was soft and fell in his arms. She hugged his neck, drunk and confused, and seemed to be talking in a dream: "husband, are you good and good-looking?"

"Good looking. It's the best dance I've ever seen. Unfortunately, I can't dance."

Fang Yuan's words came from his heart. He grabbed Chen Wanyue's soft waist with his right hand and held her horizontally on his knee with a little force: Alas, the gauze skirt is too long and still covers the embroidered shoes.

"Husband, if you like it, I'll show you whenever you want to see it."

Chen Wanyue slowly closed her eyes and murmured, "let's go to the bedroom. We're tired."

"OK."

Fang Yuan hesitated, stood up, picked up Chen Wanyue and walked to the stairs.

Chen Wanyue's body is very light, just like holding a doll.

A ripe doll, wearing a pair of embroidered shoes.