<h4>Chapter 401: Chapter 401: My Skills Are Very Stable</h4>
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Jiang Mian had not gone to work for the several days following, staying at home to recuperate. Her vitality had restored significantly.
The day before Fu Sichen’s birthday, the project he was working on came to an end, and the entire Fu Group took a three-day paid leave topensate their hard work over the period, and the project bonuses were directly handed out to everyone.
On the day of Fu Sichen’s birthday, Jiang Mian deliberately changed into a silk red dress, the ribbon around her slender, fair neck entuating a charming curve.
Even Fu Sichen had beenmanded to switch into a formal suit.
He curved his lips, his voice indulgently helpless as he gazed at the woman before him, "Mrs. Fu, this might be a bit too formal."
The attire of the both of them resembled that of a couple walking down the aisle.
Jiang Mian, holding her proud and radiant face, stated, "Today is your birthday, you need to listen to my arrangements."
No sooner had she spoken than Jiang Mian untied a red ribbon from around her waist, the rose embroidery carrying a subtle fragrance from her body that was particrly pleasant, soaked with a mysterious and alluring air.
Jiang Mian’s beautiful delicate fingers tied a neat butterfly knot, then she took Fu Sichen’s hand and walked outside.
She had specifically asked Uncle Wang to drive her white, limited edition sports car out of the garage.
She would do the driving herself.
Uncle Wang saw the young coupleing out, his lips curving, especially upon seeing the young master’s expression while barely holding back hisughter, "Young Madam, here are the keys."
Jiang Mian thanked him and settled Fu Sichen in the passenger seat before taking the driver’s seat herself.
From the side came a deep maic chuckle, "It’s rare for Mrs. Fu to offer to drive."
Jiang Mian buckled up her seatbelt, her red lips slightly curved, her eyes gleaming with pride, "My driving is very steady."
"I know."
Jiang Mian, !!!
"I’m the one driving, don’t go driving me crazy."
No sooner had she spoken than Jiang Mian pressed down on the elerator—
Boom—
The car drove off.
The ribbon on Fu Sichen’s face fluttered in the wind, the solemn ck suit contrasting with the bright red ribbon creating an indescribably restrained allure.
His lips lightly curved, inhaling the familiar scent at the tip of his nose as the breeze brushed past his ear.
After a dozen minutes, the car came to a smooth stop.
Jiang Mian adjusted her messy hair, the wind truly being too strong.
Fu Sichen’s voice, unhurried, rose, "Is this the harbor?"
???
Jiang Mian’s hand paused while fixing her hair, feeling as though her surprise had been exposed.
She got out of the car, took Fu Sichen by the hand, then reached out to remove the ribbon from his face.
Fu Sichen’s deep, dark eyes brightened, somewhat astonished by the sight before him, his emotions incrediblyplex.
"Do you like it? I designed this myself, then had someone bring this yacht here, and had another person remodel it."
Jiang Mian loved all sorts of jewelry, while Fu Sichen cherished yachts and airnes, owning several valuable ones.
However, to support his beloved wife, he hadn’t been collecting these for a long time.
Fu Sichen met Jiang Mian’s beautiful peach blossom eyes, his thin lips forming a slight curve, "Yes, I really like it."
Just as Jiang Mian was about to pull Fu Sichen onto the yacht, she was suddenly pulled into his embrace.
!!!!!!
The man nted a tender, lingering kiss, and Jiang Mian readily met it.
"Jiang Mian, I love you too."
This was a reply to Mrs. Fu’s outspoken confession from the day before.
And this kiss was his uncontroble affection.
"We must go inside, it’s much more beautiful inside than out."
While the outside was buffed to a macho pink, the interior was designed ording to Fu Sichen’s preferences.