Love Affair: Professor's Hard To Please

C349 Love History



C349 Love History

3After coming out of Ye Qingxuan's office, Fu Nuan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.    2

    

Not only was her good vacation interrupted, she also heard some inexplicable words.    

    

Tonight, a certain someone could forget about living well!    

    

. . .    

    

Around seven o'clock, Fu Nuan heard a sound coming from downstairs. She knew that it was Rong Yu who had returned.    

    

Cough, she had to keep her cool today. She could not be easily fooled by him again.    

    

Rong Yu entered. He did not see his wife waiting for him in the living room. The two children were not there either.    

    

The maid saw this and said, "Sir, the children are playing in the backyard. Madam. . . Looks like she's not in a good mood. She stayed in the room after she came back and never came out. "    

    

Hmm?    

    

The man's pretty brows knitted slightly. He had a small mood again?    

    

He gestured for the maid to go do her work and then went upstairs.    

    

He pushed open the door and did not see the woman. He walked to the bed and saw a beautiful figure standing on the balcony of the bedroom. The corner of her clothes was slightly raised because of the wind.    

    

He walked to the back of the woman and wrapped his strong arm around her waist, burying his head in her neck.    

    

"Why are you here?"    

    

Rong Yu touched her cold hands, and his brows became serious. Without saying anything, he carried her back to the bedroom.    

    

"When you were studying for the MBA overseas, what was it like?" The little girl suddenly asked.    

    

"You are interested in this. Hmm?"    

    

Fu Nuan nodded and looked at him curiously. Her slender fingers grabbed the corner of his shirt and gently pulled it.    

    

"I'm curious. I just want to know more about you. I heard that you did a lot of projects at that time. What kind of projects were they? With. . . Who? "    

    

Her eyes sparkled, showing her curiosity and admiration towards Prof. Rong in the past.    

    

Men loved face, and they enjoyed the admiration of their women even more.    

    

But when it came to Mr. Rong, these words became an exception.    

    

"There's nothing much to say. It's just some boring things. You won't be interested. "    

    

"Don't be like this, Prof. Rong. . . "    

    

Fu Nuan put her hands on his neck and leaned into his arms. She said coquettishly, "Tell me, husband. "    

    

But at this moment, a certain girl was secretly cursing in her heart. If she really heard that it was related to Ye Qingxuan, he would be finished!    

    

The man's heart was stirred by her unquestionable actions. He helplessly smiled and put down the "koala" that was wrapped around him.    

    

If she continued to cause trouble like this, he really would not be able to resist doing something to her.    

    

A certain someone really did not have any self-awareness at all.    

    

"Hubby ~"    

    

"I don't remember, there's nothing special about it. "    

    

"Oh?"    

    

Fu Nuan frowned as if she did not believe it.    

    

She did not remember. Ha, what a joke.    

    

Looking at his appearance, it didn't seem like he was deliberately trying to get on her bad side.    

    

"Mr. Rong doesn't look like a person with poor memory. "    

    

Rong Yu leaned over and rubbed the tip of her nose, laughing lightly.    

    

"Mrs. Rong seems to have something in her words. "    

    

"No. "    

    

She clearly came to ask a question, but after being countered by the man like this, she felt inexplicably guilty.    

    

That's not right, why would she feel guilty? The one who had secrets was Prof. Rong, who attracted bees and butterflies everywhere.    

    

She stared at the man with her bright eyes and said, "I really don't have any other intentions. I just want to know about your past and how powerful my husband was in the past. "    

    

No matter what, flattering was always the most useful move.    

    

Even Prof. Rong couldn't avoid it.    

    

His fingers unconsciously rolled up her hair and said lightly, "It's just a small project, I don't care. "    

    

Fu Nuan replied, "Oh. " Then she asked, "What about the results? Did you win many awards?"    

    

The man thought about it and replied calmly, "Yes, I always get first place. "    

    

"Then. . . "    

    

This time, before the woman could ask another question, the man sealed her with a kiss seal and blocked all her voices.    

    

But this time, he only gave it a small taste. When he let go of her, there was some slyness in his eyes.    

    

"Mrs. Rong, you have a lot of questions today. "    

    

"Uh. . . "    

    

Fu Nuan tried to bring the topic back to what she wanted to know, such as Ye Qingxuan.    

    

"Don't interrupt. I haven't finished asking. "    

    

She said seriously and her brain was working quickly. She was thinking about how to ask and did not seem to be so deliberate.    

    

"When you do projects, you should at least have some impression of something or. . . People, right?"    

    

Hmm?    

    

Rong Yu narrowed his eyes, his gaze carrying a hint of inquiry.    

    

There was something wrong with his Mrs. Rong tonight. Not only did she have a lot of questions, but there were also words in her words. She was testing him with every sentence.    

    

"Who told you what?" The man's tone was very certain.    

    

Her abnormal behavior must have been affected by something.    

    

Fu Nuan squeezed out an embarrassed smile and tried to cover it up.    

    

"No one said anything. . . I just want to understand your past. You know my past like the back of your hand and know everything. I am completely transparent in front of you. . . "    

    

"Then tell me, what do you want to know about me?"    

    

The man is the host and controls the whole situation.    

    

He really liked this feeling. However, Fu Nuan. . .    

    

She didn't like it at all!    

    

She thought gloomily, Why was this fellow leading her by the nose again?    

    

"What does Mrs. Rong want to know? History of love?"    

    

The man deliberately dragged out the last two words and did not hide the ridicule in his words.    

    

Love history!    

    

The woman's eyes lit up. Hmph, he really is a male professor with a story.    

    

So what is he going to do now? Realizing that he can't hide it anymore, he decided to confess and repent?    

    

"Who wants to listen to your history of love!"    

    

Fu Nuan snorted coldly. Like a cat with its fur standing on end, her face was filled with resentment.    

    

She was very unhappy.    

    

Even though the person she wanted to ask was her, the person she did not want to hear was also her. How could a man like Rong Yu not point out the past?    

    

She tried to make herself feel relieved, but the more she thought about it, the more depressed she became.    

    

He was so outstanding. Before her, he must have been surrounded by all kinds of women. She really did not believe that there was not a single woman that could move his heart.    

    

But. . . What kind of woman could catch Prof. Rong's eyes?    

    

Fu Nuan imagined herself. At least she had white skin and beautiful long legs. However, Prof. Rong could not be so superficial. He had to be knowledgeable and outstanding. He could be his right-hand man in his career and could also be his wife in life.    

    

Thinking about it carefully, a face appeared in her mind.    

    

Ye Qingxuan.    

    

A woman like her completely met Rong Yu's criteria for choosing a partner.    

    

Thinking of what Ye Qingxuan had said, and thinking back to the few years she and Rong Yu had been abroad, her heart really did not feel good.    

    

The man looked at his wife's reaction with amusement and his voice was low and hoarse. "You really don't want to hear it?"    

    

Fu Nuan glared at him angrily. It turned out that there really was one?    

    

"Speak, who is it!? Tell me honestly and I will spare your life!"    

    

Fu Nuan reached out her hand to grab his "throat of destiny. " Of course, it was just a joke and was no different from tickling him.    

    

The man did not move and let her hold him. As long as she was happy, it was enough.    

    

"No. "    

    

Eh?    

    

Fu Nuan did not come back to her senses for a moment. The man's kiss gently landed on her cheek.    

    

"Small Vinegar Altar, no. No one, only you. "    

    


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