Chapter 292 Go wash yourself, you smell weird
In March, spring begins to show up, the weather warms up, and willow branches begin to sprout.

On this day, Shen Chaoxi came out of a debate competition jointly organized by the School of Law and the School of Literature.

As she walked down the steps of the West Hall, a black G-Class drove past her.

This is the boundary between the Law School and the main campus office. This is Shen Chaoxi's first time here, and he's not sure whether he can make an exception and drive in and out with his private car.

The car attracted the attention of a group of classmates, and Shen Chaoxi glanced at the rear of the car as they discussed.

It turned out to be a familiar license plate number!
In the past week, both Maybach and Cullinan were inspected at the 4S shop, and Shang Jianghan chose this car from the garage.

Shen Chaoxi took out his cell phone and checked it, but there was no message.

If Shang Jianghan came to this school, he would definitely not fail to inform her.

I guess it was the driver who came to do some work.

Shen Chaoxi didn't pay much attention to this matter. The little guy had diarrhea these days, and she was so busy that she forgot about it.

Until Friday night, when she put the little one to sleep and returned to her bedroom, she received a message from Zhongli.

The message sent was a set of photos.

The protagonist is Shang Jianghan, who has not returned home tonight, and the other is a strange lady.

The two sat in a quiet cafe, facing each other.

The two of them looked harmonious, especially Shang Jianghan, whose face showed an unusual warmth, which was very rare.

Everyone who knows this person knows that Shang Jianghan is always indifferent to others. Even if the person in front of him is a friend of many years, his expression is always the same, as if he is always wrapped in a thin layer of ice.

Shen Chaoxi typed a few words and asked Zhongli where she got the photo.

Now, Zhongli is at home taking care of her pregnancy while also competing with Tian Fangfang.

Zhongli replied: My assistant has met Brother Jiang Han, and she saw the secret photos. Don’t worry, I deleted them after asking her to send them to me.

He took private photos of the president of Lianzhong and spread the news everywhere, and he will be sued!
Shen Chaoxi asked again, what is this place?
Hiroshima Coffee.

Shen Chaoxi had never heard of this name. It should be a new store, located on the commercial street that opened in the East Development Zone at the beginning of the year.

So late? He didn't tell her he had an appointment in advance, but he met with a lady alone. Shen Chaoxi couldn't help but feel jealous.

After chatting with Zhongli about the child for a while, he turned off his phone and went to take a shower.

Shen Chaoxi has maintained a normal schedule in the past two years and must go to bed at 10 o'clock in the evening.

It was already half past ten, but she was not sleepy at all.

I have just sent a message to Shang Jianghan, asking him when he will be back.

The other party did not reply immediately as usual. It took five minutes for him to reply that he had something else to do and would probably be late for home.

This is a little abnormal.

In the past, Shang Jianghan would report to her by voice even when he was in the bar.

For example, what project are we discussing today, who is at the table, what time will we be home, etc.

Sometimes, his overly detailed reports made Shen Chaoxi doubt herself. Was she being too controlling? Would someone on Shang Jianghan's side say that he was dominated by his wife?
Thinking about things, time passed eleven o'clock unknowingly. Shen Chaoxi turned over again, but still couldn't sleep.

At this moment, a beam of light flashed through the window. Without thinking, Shen Chaoxi got out of bed barefoot, opened the glass door of the balcony, and lay on the window to look out.

The ground lights in the courtyard were on, which would not affect rest, but also enabled one to recognize objects. Shen Chaoxi had excellent eyesight and at a glance he saw the black G-Class parked not far away, the same one he had seen at the Peking University Law School a few days ago. The person getting out of the driver's seat was not the driver, but Shang Jianghan himself.

A tall and straight familiar figure, dressed in a dark suit and a navy blue coat, exactly the same attire he wore in the café.

There is no carpet on the balcony, and the floor tiles feel cold to the soles of my feet.

Shen Chaoxi shuddered and quickly returned indoors.

She was in a hurry to get out of bed just now, and most of the duvet was pulled out by her and fell on the corner of the bed.

Shen Chaoxi walked over, without bothering to clean up, he pulled it up and covered himself with it and lay down.

The cold on the balcony and the heat in the room gave her a shock so severe that Shen Chaoxi swayed violently twice while lying in the quilt.

About five minutes later, the bedroom door was pushed open. Only a circle of floor lights remained in the room, dim and soft.

Shen Chaoxi turned sideways and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep, but his heart was actually beating fast.

The man walked lightly. He first glanced at the little guy sleeping in the crib, reached out to tuck in the blanket he had kicked off, and then his footsteps stopped in front of Shen Chaoxi.

Shen Chaoxi felt a shadow looming over him, and a warm breath brushed against one of his cheeks.

Her thick eyelashes flickered. She knew that her pretending to sleep would be exposed sooner or later. When Shen Chaoxi was about to open her eyes, she inhaled a peculiar smell into her nose.

There are thousands of women's perfumes, but only women know the differences between them.

Shen Chaoxi also has several favorite perfumes, and he will use them when he feels like it.

However, she was very sure that she definitely did not have the type that Shang Jianghan had!

Not only does she not use it, but several people she knows don't like the taste.

The perfume seems too sweet and is very suitable for girls with a petty bourgeois style.

In the workplace, perfume gives women a unique charm. This perfume has a nickname called "hook".

What it means is self-evident!

The corners of Shen Chaoxi's mouth, which were about to rise, gradually retracted and he slowly opened his eyes.

In the dark night, the man's dark eyes are still as deep as the sea.

Their eyes met, and before Shen Chaoxi could say anything, the man pulled her into his arms.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"You didn't drink, why did you come back so late?" Shen Chaoxi asked instead of answering.

The whole person was pulled up by a great force and nestled into the man's strong arms, and a low murmur sounded in his ears.

"Want to check on the post?"

I won't check on you, but you're just not normal.

Shen Chaoxi was held in the man's arms. The sweet smell of perfume rushed into her nose and seemed to quickly condense in her chest.

The man's warm breath wandered around the back of her neck, and the next second a large hand reached inside through the hem of her pajamas.

In the dead of night, certain desires will be infinitely magnified, and Shen Chaoxi realized what the man was going to do next.

Since their marriage, Shen Chaoxi has always responded to their requests, including food, clothing, and sex.

But tonight, she was resisting both physically and mentally. She didn't know if it was because she was thinking about the warm photo or smelling the bourgeois perfume.

The next moment, Shen Chaoxi pushed the man away with force, "Stop it, I don't want to!"

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Shang Jianghan was about to move when he was interrupted. He was stunned for a few seconds, and then remembered that Shen Chaoxi's period had just ended a week ago, and the reason for rejecting him could only be due to physical reasons.

Reason quickly overcame his thoughts, and Shang Jianghan became much more sober.

He reached out to turn on the bedside lamp.

Shen Chaoxi pulled it and said, "Don't open it, it will wake the child up!"

"Are you feeling unwell?" Shang Jianghan put his hand away and asked again.

"No, I'm just sleepy. Go take a shower. You smell weird!"

The man's voice was full of doubt, and he sniffed his clothes left and right.

"How can there be a smell if you haven't drunk any alcohol? You're so pretentious!" The man pinched the girl's nose teasingly before going to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, Shang Jianghan came out of the bathroom and found that Shen Chaoxi had not only changed into pajamas, but also changed the sheets, quilt and pillowcases.

"I always feel a strange smell. I can only sleep after changing it."