Addicted to My Contract-Marriage Husband
Chapter 218: Hold for a While

Chapter 218: Chapter 218: Hold for a While

Fu Sichen’s eyes drifted downwards, his eyelids slightly lifted, and his lazy gaze fixed directly on the radiant woman in front of him. "Does Mrs. Fu want to experience it in the car?"

The man’s smile was deep, beguiling and seductive, whispering into the ear.

Cunning men often use threats as their tactics.

Jiang Mian adjusted her skirt, her tone somewhat serious, "Were you in a bad mood today?"

She leaned back against the seat, her face expressing an "I’m all ears" attitude. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Suddenly asked, Fu Sichen slightly raised his eyebrows in surprise.

After a long pause,

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Jiang Mian felt a bit goosebumpy, as Fu Sichen at this moment resembled a wilted, pitiful puppy.

Fu Sichen curled his lips slightly, his voice faint, "Xuanxuan, are you concerned about me?"

The term "Xuanxuan" alone made Jiang Mian uneasy, and coupled with the word "concern," her earlobes heated up instantly.

What the heck!

Her eyes were a bit frantic as she glanced away, "I’m worried it wouldn’t be good for a young widow."

Fu Sichen’s current expression showed signs of depression; Jiang Mian even feared he might look for a place to bury himself.

The atmosphere around them was oppressively melancholic, nearly suffocating.

"Can you accompany me to a place?"

Jiang Mian suddenly met Fu Sichen’s gaze; his deep black eyes glimmered, less sharp than usual and much softer.

"Okay."

To refuse now would truly seem heartless.

The car returned to quiet, Jiang Mian’s phone vibrated.

Luo Ting: [A little bird told me Xia Sheng is pushing Director He to sign the contract.]

Luo Ting: [Jiang Xiaomian, your husband is such a big shot and you’re not cozying up to him?]

Luo Ting: [I’ll try to stall for you here.]

Jiang Mian glanced at other messages on her phone and then shut it off, casting it aside.

Once the car stopped, Jiang Mian looked out.

Silence and depth, her gaze landed on the sign at the front.

[A Graveyard]

Fu Sichen has brought her here in the dead of night?!

A fleeting thought crossed her mind.

Fu Sichen draped his coat over Jiang Mian, "Join me to see my mom."

The graveyard at night was still, only the "squeaks" of branches swayed by the breeze breaking the silence, the view eerily oppressive.

It gave one involuntary shivers.

Fu Sichen led Jiang Mian by hand through the familiar route to a grave.

The woman on the tombstone looked gentle and graceful, her smiling eyes and brows resembling Fu Sichen’s.

"Mom, happy birthday."

!!!

Jiang Mian was taken aback, no wonder Fu Sichen had been broody today; it was because...

She gently held his arm, a silent form of comfort.

"Mum, I’m Jiang Mian, your daughter-in-law. I’m sorry to meet you for the first time like this; happy birthday."

Jiang Mian looked up, her gaze smoothly transitioning across Fu Sichen’s, then she squatted down. "Rest assured, Fu Sichen and I are doing well, don’t worry about him. We miss you."

Fu Sichen stared at the softly smiling woman in front of him, his eyes flickering slightly, his thin lips pressed together.

Jiang Mian, holding Fu Sichen’s hand, stood up next to him, neatly and delicately, "Do you want to talk to Mom?"

Fu Sichen shook his head slightly, suppressing the emotion welling up inside.

The woman before him understood everything; he chuckled softly, "Mrs. Fu has said it all for me."

!!!

Jiang Mian’s waist was suddenly grasped, pulling her into Fu Sichen’s embrace, the man tightly holding her close.

Fu Sichen buried his head in her collarbone, his voice very soft, "Hold me for a while."

The moonlight parted the clouds gently casting a subdued glow, occasionally the sound of animals from the mountains afar.

Their breaths intertwined, and in that moment, it seemed only the two of them existed.