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"Oh, oh, good night husband!" Fan Xing watched Wen Yiyan walk out of the study, then looked at the handbag in the closet again. After a long time, he returned to his room and went to sleep.

After the second day of work, Fan Xing arrived home early to find that Wen Yiyan was not at home. It was an excellent time.

She went into the study and locked the door behind her.

She opened the cabinet and took out her handbag, then took out the heart-shaped gift box. She really couldn't wait any longer, she really wanted to know what kind of mysterious gift Wen Yiyan had prepared for her.

She untied the pink ribbon and opened the heart-shaped box. The woman only saw a bottle of Mazulong perfume inside.

Fan Xing sighed with emotion: Her husband was not only sentimental, he was also so meticulous. He even noticed that she was about to run out of perfume.

Fan Xing happily took the bottle cap over and sprayed it on his left wrist, then went closer to smell it.

It had a slightly fresh mint flavor, and after smelling it again, the taste became even deeper and thicker.

Why does it feel that something is amiss?

How could her husband give her such a masculine perfume?

Brahma placed the gift box and perfume on the desk and checked the computer for details of the perfume.

This is a mazuron amber lavender perfume, which has a special meaning for designers. It is custom-made by the wife for her husband. It is a man's perfume that gives people a refreshing and comfortable feeling.

Did he give her a man's perfume in hopes that she would smell as light and elegant as he did?

Or did her husband want other men to know that she was already his wife and could be identified by the smell alone?

Fan Xing couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her husband's possessiveness was really strong, but she liked it.

Fan Xing intended to place the perfume back into the hollow of the heart-shaped box, but he found a pale pink card at the bottom of the perfume.

Fan Xing picked up the card, what kind of love words was her husband going to say to her?

After opening it, a line of words appeared in front of Fan Xing, "Dr. Wen, I like you!" The signature was a woman's lip print.

It was as though a bolt of lightning had struck her, causing her entire body to freeze in place.

The woman stared blankly at the words on the card, as if the longer she looked at them, the more it would become: Wife, I love you!

Fan Xing forced himself to hold back his tears and closed the card with a tremble. He placed the card back into the gift box, then put the perfume back onto the box and closed the box.

She put the bag back where it had been, then went to the bathroom, turned on the tap, and ran her left wrist through it.

After washing, she lifted her wrist and sniffed. Her whole face was wrinkled.

Fan Xing smeared some soap on his wrist and used it to rub it hard, causing his pure white skin to turn red.

When she smelled the soap again, she was relieved. She sat down in the bathroom and looked up at the ceiling for a long time before getting up.

Not long after, Wen Yiyan returned home and saw Fan Xing, who was in a daze on the sofa in the living room, "You got off work so early today?"

Fan Xing nodded and did not say a word.

Wen Yiyan thought that it was weird. Today, Fan Xing did not say that he would be welcoming him home, but he did not think much into it.

After washing up, the two went to the study room and quietly read a book. However, their hearts were not as calm as they appeared on the surface.

Wen Yiyan glanced at Fan Xing.

The usually noisy woman, why was it so quiet today?

Fan Xing stared at the book absentmindedly.

When did Wen Yiyan plan to confess to her that a woman had given him perfume to express her love?

Wen Yiyan casually asked: "Are you tired today?"