Chapter 1039 The Abandoned Wife of the Marshal of the Republic of China (34)

Bai Weiwei was wearing a cheongsam and an elegant light-colored coat, and was helped by him into the car with an awkward face.

Fu Beizhe said with a natural and calm expression: "There is an entertainment party, and the other party also brought a female companion. You have to follow me."

The other party brought his wife.

He also brought his wife.

Only this can elevate Bai Weiwei's identity.

When I didn't recognize her before, I just wanted her to die in the old house.

Now that I'm thinking about it, I'm thinking of a way to let her out, at least let people know that he recognizes Bai Weiwei's status.

Otherwise, she will go to him in the future, and those adjutants and personal soldiers will look down on her and will not let her see him.

Fu Beizhe knew all these things very well.

So I also wanted to teach Bai Weiwei.

No one had ever allowed him to arrange and teach like this.

Bai Weiwei wears the gemstone bracelet Fu Beizhe insists on her wrist, and her expression is indifferent, "I don't like socializing."

Fu Beizhe tugged at his collar, "I don't like it either."

Bai Weiwei glanced at his collar, he was wearing a three-piece suit, and his short hair was neatly groomed, revealing a beautiful hairline.

Human-like.

It's just that the collar is crooked.

Bai Weiwei just glanced at it, and didn't open her eyes without saying anything.

Fu Beizhe was dissatisfied, he continued to pull on the collar, like with ADHD, his arm rubbed against Bai Weiwei's arm.

It seems to be taking her place.

Bai Weiwei raised her brows, "What are you doing?"

Fu Beizhe pointed to his collar and winked to hint at her for a while.

In the end, Bai Weiwei just looked at him blankly, as if she was watching a monkey show.

Fu Beizhe was angry, he acted for a long time, why didn't she get caught.

He held her soft hand and pressed it to his collar.

"Look at my clothes. The collars are all crooked. Every wife would tidy it up for her husband."

Bai Weiwei blushed, "You messed up on purpose, you won't clean up by yourself."

Fu Beizhe stared straight at her, "With you here, what am I to clean up, shouldn't it be yours to clean up?"

For Bai Weiwei, this is a promise to recognize her status.

But Bai Weiwei just wanted to twitch the corners of her mouth, who likes to clean up.

She is not a nanny.

Bai Weiwei's awkward attitude towards Fu Beizhe is really speechless.

But the other party was her own health after all, so she had no choice but to lean over and gently tidy his collar.

She simply pulled up a small bun, with a thin layer of bangs scattered on her forehead, her skin was flawless, and her light breath blew on his Adam's apple, which made the muscles of his body begin to stiffen.

For the first time, Fu Beizhe was a little nervous.

He has always been a strong rogue in front of her, but no one knew that this was the first time he had gotten along with a girl like this.

I didn't want to show weakness and nervousness, so I had to treat her with the fierce side that I was best at.

It's ok on weekdays.

It was now, in such a good atmosphere, when she buttoned him so tenderly.

He didn't even dare to swallow his saliva, and his heartbeat was a little chaotic.

Fu Beizhe often didn't dare to think that he would really care about a girl so much.

Many men have their initial aspirations when they are seventeen or eighteen.

When I was in my twenties, I don't know how many women I have passed, and I have already become an old oil.

But he is different, his time is spent on the battlefield.

It's not that there are no women, but they are all women who are not serious.

His tutor wouldn't allow him to touch those prostitutes.

As a result, he has never met a girl who can make his heart move.