C28 Things Are Different

Wen Shishi again.

It's her again!

Why is she always compared with Wen Shishi?

She was a top student, studying business abroad, and everything she ate and wore belonged to famous brands. How was Wen Shishi, that poor and worn-out cousin, on par with her?

Sun Sijing's chest heaved up and down in anger, but she couldn't afford yet to fall out with Wang Min.

She needed the marriage certificate to secure her position in the Fu family as the young Madam. Until then, she had to endure.

So she took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. "Forget it, Mom. I'll call someone to come and fix it."

"No way," Wang Min rolled her eyes, "Calling someone is a waste of money. Although our Fu family has money, we still can't spend it carelessly. It's just a toilet, it's not so difficult."

Sun Sijing sneered. "Mom, it really doesn't cost that much to fix a toilet."

"That money is earned painstakingly by Yicheng, but you spend it without even blinking." Wang Min grumbled, complaining in a low voice, "And those cosmetics on your makeup table, they aren't cheap, right? Those colorful perfumes look very expensive too. Hundreds of thousands of dollars on cosmetics, and why don't I see you looking better than Wen Shishi? Wen Shishi always used only a bottle of floral cologne at a few bucks, unlike you, who spend so much money."

Sun Sijing closed her eyes, feeling that he was about to explode. "Mom, did you touch my cosmetics?"

"The toilet smelled so bad. I sprayed it with your perfume." Wang Min snorted coldly.

"What's wrong? Why can't I touch them?"

Those perfumes.

They were all Bulgari limited editions!

"Mom, if you want to use my things, at least you should ask me first, right?"

Wang Min was unruffled. "Your things? They were bought with my son's money, so what if I use them?"

She had to restrain herself. She couldn't lose her temper, or else all her efforts would be for naught. She absolutely had to restrain herself …

In the end she couldn't stand it anymore.

"Mom, I have something to do, so I'm leaving now."

"Hey, who's going to fix the toilet if you leave?"

Sun Sijing walked out the door without even looking back. "I'll call someone to fix it. Don't worry; I'll pay for it myself. You don't need to spend your money."

Fortunately, Fu Yicheng bought her a car.

Otherwise, she would have to take a taxi!

Sun Sijing got in the car and drove out of the Fu family Villa.

Wang Min's shout faded behind her, "Be careful with the child! That's my darling grandson!"

Her dear grandson? She thought Wang Min cared about her, but it seemed to be just for the baby in her womb. When the baby is born, she will most likely make her life a living hell.

Housework?

Impossible!

She, Sun Sijing, was going to be a lady all her life, not a nanny!

After a while, her cell phone rang.

She parked the car, and the moment she saw the caller ID, tears came to her eyes. "Mom, when are you coming back? Fu family is tormenting me to death."

On the phone was Sun Sijing's mother, Lee Xiaolan. When Sun Keqin insisted on raising Wen Shishi, she firmly disagreed, saying that their family was not that well off. In the end, after she had a big quarrel with Sun Keqin, she left and never came back.

Hearing her daughter's sad crying, Lee Xiaolan was extremely worried. "I won't be able to return until next month at the earliest. You haven't started fighting the Fu family, have you?"

Sun Sijing sniffed. "No, I listened to you and endured."

"It's good, it's good. For us to live a good life in the future, you have to accept being wronged for a while."

Sun Sijing nodded and said, "Mom, Wen Shishi has already found Doctor Wang. She knows that she had given her a fake diagnosis. And Fu Yicheng seems to be interested in her now. I'm so scared …"

Lee Xiaolan comforted her, "Don't be afraid, Doctor Wang has been my good friend for so many years. She won't give us away."

"Ok, then I am relieved."

The mother and daughter chatted for a while, and then Sun Sijing reluctantly ended the call.

She called Fu Yicheng, but he hung up.

Sun Sijing was so angry that she threw her phone on the back seat and drove to the company.

Inside room 2307 of the Hilton Hotel, Wen Shishi looked at the clock on the wall. It was already 8:30, and Mr. Sniper should be back soon.

She turned off all the lights and watched makeup tutorials while waiting for him to return.

She watched for a while, but she was distracted and unable to focus. After she found out Mr. Sniper's real identity through the license plate, her heart was always in a mess.

She gave up the tutorials and started looking for Huo Xiujue's information.

There wasn't much information about him on the internet, and most of it was financial news.

It was clear that Huo Xiujue was a very business-oriented person with a strong instinct for it. He was almost the best brand in the country. It included the most popular talent show in which he invested.

"What are you looking at?"

She was so engrossed that she didn't even hear Mr. Sniper when he returned. She almost threw the phone in shock.

Feeling a little guilty, Wen Shishi returned to the main screen and put the phone aside. "You're back. I'm going to heat some food for you."

"Fine," Mr. Sniper loosened his tie and hugged her from behind. "Shishi, are you that curious about my identity?"

Wen Shishi froze.

She forgot, Mr. Sniper knew every move she made, so how could he not know that she went to the DMV today?!

"I …" She bit her lip, not knowing how to explain.

Mr. Sniper's kiss fell on her nape: "I said I'll tell you when the time comes. I'm not Huo Xiujue, so don't do all this useless work, huh?"

Wen Shishi felt her heartbeat quicken.

She was in the wrong.

Mr. Sniper didn't seem to care much and asked her: "Let me see, what delicious dishes did you cook today?"

They entered the kitchen, glued to each other, with him hugging her from behind.

"Mushrooms with vegetables, chicken salad, steamed egg soup, and lean meat with porridge," said Wen Shishi. "They're all light dishes you like."

Mr. Sniper was very satisfied: "Well done."

His hand was naughty, sliding across her waist and then slowly climbing up.

Was this the reaction a gay man would have when confronted with a woman?

Wen Shishi pressed down his large hand, "Well, can I ask you a question? It's not related to your identity."

"Yes, ask away."

"Are you gay?"

Mr. Sniper burst into laughter and helplessly scratched her nose: "I'll let you find out now, whether I'm gay or not."