I Love You, Stupid Woman!
Chapter 175 Can't Touch His Body Temperature
Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapters of Mulberry!She did not speak.
This is already the answer in Lin Muchen's eyes.
His face became ugly, and Sang Wan was a little at a loss. When he wanted to speak again after a while, he had no chance. He got up from the sofa and left the study.
The footsteps went away, and soon I heard the sound of the car starting downstairs.
Sang Wan knew that he was gone. Was this walk the same as before, not returning for days and nights?
This year... will they still live together?
Sang Wan sat alone on the sofa for a long time. She looked down at a few photos taken on her phone not long ago. She also wanted to take a photo with him, but he wouldn't be back until the snow melted.
The corners of her lips twitched bitterly, and then she tucked the phone into her pocket and got up and left the study.
Inexplicably, they started the cold war again.
She ate lunch by herself.
Ji Lao received a call from Beijing in the afternoon. It seemed that there was something to do. He packed up his things and asked the driver to take him to the airport.
As soon as Ji Lao left, the villa became more empty.
She ate dinner alone.
When it was almost eight o'clock, Lin Muchen didn't mean to come back, she started to eat.
She thought that Lin Muchen would not come back for the night, but at three o'clock in the night, she was awakened by the sound of the car stalling outside. She lay in the quilt and did not move, pretending that she was not awake.
Soon the door was opened. He moved very lightly and went straight into the bathroom. Soon there was a gurgling sound from inside.
More than half an hour later, when he came out of the bathroom with his hair dry, Sang Wan was lying under the quilt, stiff and ugly.
Fortunately, he didn't turn on the light, otherwise she would definitely find her pretending to be asleep.
In the dark, Lin Muchen walked freely, came out of the bathroom, took a few steps, opened the corner of the bed and lay in.
The bed is big enough.
It is so big that it is obviously covered with the same quilt, which is enough for the two to not touch each other.
He breathed quickly and smoothly, as if he had fallen asleep.
In the dark, Sang Wan turned sideways and opened her eyes. After lying in this position for a long time, one shoulder was a little sore, but she did not move, staring at the cold night outside the French window.
She could smell the shower gel on his body, but couldn't touch his body temperature at all.
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Lin Muchen's last job before the year was the annual meeting.
For a few days in a row, he went out early every night and returned late. He didn't say a word to Sang Wan, so the atmosphere in the villa was unspeakable.
After two consecutive days of the sun, the lifelike snowman outside the villa has already melted clean.
Sangwan often looked at the empty grass through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and occasionally made time for the succulents in the glass house in the back garden.
Life is still...fulfilling.
On this day, Sang Wan was cleaning the dead leaves in the glass room, and there were people in the villa.
Baichuan asked Sister Hong before he found out that Sangwan was in the back garden. He hurriedly searched for it. He stood outside the glass room and did not go in. "Mrs., my husband called me over."
Mr……
Sang Wan was taken aback for a while, and only after a while did he put down what he was holding and raised his head, "What's the matter?"
"Tonight, the company's annual meeting, you need to attend with your husband." Shirakawa answered truthfully, "I have brought the stylist, and it should be about the same time for you to start styling now."
"..."
Lin's Annual Meeting...
Sang Wan thought of the grand scene of the clothes and temples, and couldn't help feeling a little scalp numb, and the words of rejection had already reached his lips, and then thought of the cold war with Lin Muchen that will end at some time, deliberately alleviating, and finally nodded in response. I am here."
Shirakawa led her to the stylist and left, saying that Lin Muchen's driver would pick her up at half past five.
The stylist had seen Sang Wan and picked out one of the several dresses he brought, "How does Mrs. Lin think of this one? It's very suitable for tonight's occasion."
"Will it be too... high-profile?" Sang Wan looked at the big red polar dress, which was unique in style. She liked it very much, but she felt that it would be exaggerated to wear it to a banquet.
"Um... this, you can stop by Mr. Lin tonight. I'm afraid you can't keep a low key." The stylist analyzed the truth to her.
"..."
indeed so……
Hearing that, Sang Wan frowned uncontrollably and twitched, "But let's change something else."
"Okay." The stylist picked up one again. "How about this lake blue? It's sober and elegant, and it matches your skin tone."
Sang Wan quickly glanced at the other pieces, feeling that this color was really the lowest-key, and nodded quickly, "Okay, just this one."
"Then I will replace it for you."
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Sang Wan was pitted.
She almost wanted to cry when she changed into that dress.
That lake blue is not only pure but also... enchanting!
Before wearing it, the stylist showed her the front face, so she didn’t notice that the dress was backless, and it didn’t just show a little back...
Sang Wan immediately asked for a replacement.
As a result, the stylist showed all the clothes to Sang Wan, "The one on you is already the most conservative."
"..."
Those pieces of clothes either showed breasts or legs, and even one of them was transparent lace. Only some treatments were done on key parts. Sangwan wanted to cry for a while, so did the stylist Lin Muchen asked to fix her or fix her Or should she fix her?
I have no choice but to wear this one.
After that, makeup and hair were done. At half past five, when the driver came, Sang Wan's styling was just right.
She pulled out an oversize down jacket from the cabinet and wrapped it outside, took her handbag, and put her skirt on her way out to the car.
More than half an hour later, Sang Wan was sent to Lin by the driver.
The car drove into the underground parking lot, "Madam, you can just go up and find your husband. I have to go to the airport to pick up two more VIPs."
"Okay." Sang Wan got out of the car wrapped in a huge down jacket.
In the parking lot, she got directly into the special elevator, all the way to the top floor.
The top floor was quiet, but Sang Wan was already familiar with this place, and the elevator came out and walked directly to his office.
As a result, Lin Muchen was not in the office.
Sang Wan saw that his computer was on and his mobile phone was on the desk without taking it away. He wondered if he might have gone to a meeting, so he sat down on the sofa and waited for him quietly.
The heater was turned on in the office, and it didn't take long before Sang Wan started to sweat.
But she really doesn't want to take off her down jacket...
She left her clothes open, still feeling hot, wondering where the air-conditioning remote control in his office was placed?
Sang Wan got up and walked towards his desk.
She just opened a drawer of his desk, and a phone came in from the mobile phone on the desk.
Sang Wan glanced at the screen of his mobile phone. It should be his business partner. He didn't know whether to pick it up or not. He was struggling. The office door suddenly opened not far away. Lin Muchen stepped forward with a document in his hand and saw her at him. Standing at the desk, his brows frowned slightly, and before he could speak, Sang Wan had already guilty conscience and suddenly closed the drawer that was opened not long ago, "I just want to find the remote control of the air conditioner..."
"Yeah." He said, indifferently.
Sang Wan was slightly embarrassed, then picked up the phone that was still ringing on the desktop and gave him, "Someone is calling you."
He happened to walk to the front, took the phone, and swiped his finger on the screen to connect.
When he answered the phone, Sang Wan stood at the desk for a while, gave up his plan to find the remote control of the air conditioner, walked a few steps, and sat down on the sofa again.
After six o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark.
Sang Wan sat on the sofa with his head down and quietly played with his fingers. He occasionally heard his voice in his ears, which was very weak and professional.
"Let's go."
When he said this, Sang Wan thought he was still talking on the phone and didn't respond.
It wasn't until a pair of immaculate black leather shoes appeared in her sight that she slowly recovered herself, looking up, and seeing him standing still, with his black suit hanging between her arms.
"Oh, good!" Sang Wan quickly got up.
When he went to the underground parking lot from his office, Sang Wan always followed him about a step behind him. Today, he changed to a black sports car. He walked over and sat in the driver's seat, while Sang Wan consciously sat in the co-pilot.
When she fastened her seat belt, the car drove out quickly.
Along the way, except for the lack of heating in the parking lot, Sangwan felt a little more comfortable. When he got in the car, he turned on the air conditioner again.
Sangwan is getting hotter and hotter and sweating on her back. She will start to be grateful. Fortunately, the stylist only put light makeup on her, otherwise she would have to sweat and wear makeup!
"Are you very hot?" When the car drove out for about ten minutes, when it stopped and waited for the red light, Lin Muchen turned his head to look at her.
Ok.
Let's go.
You are hot?
This was the third sentence he said to her tonight. There was progress and one more word.
Sang Wan slandered in her heart and missed the opportunity to answer.
The red light just passed, and when he started the car, he said again, "Take off your coat, get out of the car and put it on again."
Jacket, Sangwan won’t want to take it off all night...
"I'm actually not hot, it's too cold, it must be too cold to take it off." She explained the truth, but he didn't say a word when the car stopped.
Almost seven o'clock, the car stopped at a dock.
When Sang Wan heard the sound of the waves, there was probably a shadow in his heart, and his nerves tightened unconsciously, "Lin Muchen, what are we here for?"
"The annual meeting." The man on the side said a few words lightly, opened the door and got out of the car.
Sang Wan turned from hot sweat to cold sweat, her fingers clenched, and her arms were shaking in her large down jacket. Soon after, the car door on her side was also opened. Lin Muchen stood outside, looking at her from a high position, "Sang Wan, get off the car. "
He reached for her.
Sang Wan quietly looked at his palm, wiped the cold sweat from his palm for a while, put his hand in his palm, and got out of the car.
With the weather of minus five or six degrees and the wind blowing, Sang Wan only felt that the down jacket was not warm enough. Lin Muchen always held her palm in her hand. After walking a few steps, she quickly saw the huge luxury cruise ship not far away and Shirakawa greeted her. , "President, the annual meeting has five minutes to start, just waiting for you."
"Yeah." Lin Muchen replied, and boarded the cruise ship with Sang Wan.
The annual meeting was in the largest banquet hall on the sixth floor. Baichuan led the way, while Sang Wan followed Lin Muchen to the outside of the banquet hall. Lin Muchen looked at her disgustingly at how gray she was. He wore down jackets that were too big. Tonight, when are you going to hold this down jacket?"