Su Wanxin’s trip ho was a bit congested, so by the ti she got ho, it was already two hours later.
She pushed the door open and heard Yangyang talking with Fu Shihan in the living room. She was taken aback, not expecting Fu Shihan to be back so early.
Seeing her carrying things, Fu Shihan initially thought they were either for him or for her. However, she handed the items to Mu Suyu, who flaunted them in front of him, pranced around, then dashed back to her room, too scared to co out.
"I want one too."
"What?"
Su Wanxin was montarily startled and looked at the person on the sofa, thinking she had heard wrong.
"I said I want one too," Fu Shihan repeated with a displeased face, "I want the sa brand, and it has to be more expensive than hers."
"You..."
How childish.
Su Wanxin dared not say it aloud, but her expression already conveyed her feelings.
He used to be like this; whenever he found out she gave gifts to others, he insisted she get him one too, and it had to be more expensive.
Having left for three years, Su Wanxin had almost forgotten his quirk.
Fu Shihan sat there with a gloomy face, silent. After a long stare-off with him, Su Wanxin had no choice but to sigh.
"Fine, I’ll buy it for you."
"Mommy, I want one too..." Hearing this, Yangyang spoke up quietly, "Can mommy buy one, please?"
Mommy hadn’t bought him a gift before, and he was unhappy!
"Sure, whatever Yangyang wants, I’ll buy."
Su Wanxin agreed to everything, planning to fulfill the promise tomorrow or so other day when she was free, but Fu Shihan imdiately got up, dragged her and Yangyang out, and headed straight to a nearby mall.
Inside the Patek Philippe store, Fu Shihan unapologetically chose a very expensive n’s watch and helpfully picked one out for her too, then signaled with his eyes for her to pay.
Su Wanxin felt the ache as she swiped her card, feeling the store attendants’ gazes were all kinds of wrong.
After exiting the store, Su Wanxin looked at Fu Shihan and mocked, "President Fu, don’t you think the store attendants were looking at you like you’re a pretty-boy kept man?"
"Being a pretty-boy has its qualifications."
"...What qualifications?"
"Well-endowed, good in bed, handso. They have good taste; they see clearly," Fu Shihan answered righteously. "And being a pretty-boy isn’t easy; the gifts co with the duty of repaying by body. So, what the sugar daddy is implying is, do I need to repay you properly tonight?"
Su Wanxin: ...
She really must have water in her brain, why bother arguing with him? Knowing she can’t win yet still walking into fire, why doesn’t she ever learn!
"Daddy, are pretty-boys good people?" Yangyang, held in Fu Shihan’s arms, curiously asked, "Then I want to be one too!"
"One pretty-boy in the family is enough."
"Whine..."
Su Wanxin’s face darkened, dreading that Fu Shihan would say sothing else to the child, she quickly took Yangyang into her arms, staying far from him. She went into other stores, bought so children’s goods, and hurried ho.
Late at night, after freshening up, Su Wanxin looked at the person who pushed the door and entered the bedroom, her eyebrows tightly knitted.
"What’s the aning of you coming over to live with as if it’s nothing?"
"I’m just staying at my own ho. What’s wrong with that?"
"Then why don’t you stay in another room!"
"I just love this room." Fu Shihan threw his clothes towards her face, "Shut up, talk one more word and I’ll drag you into the bath with ."
Hearing this, Su Wanxin imdiately kept silent, not daring to say another word.
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