Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Shirt Lipstick

Recently, Shu Ya felt a little strange about Zhuo Hao.

She can't say what's strange, that is, she feels much busier than before, working overtime is a common occurrence, her dark circles are very heavy, and she always looks tired, so she doesn't say anything to him.

Shu Ya felt distressed, distressed, and uneasy at the same time because Zhuo Hao never kept secrets from her about her previous work.

Zhuo Hao is a well-known model husband in their circle. They are at the same level. When he chased Shu Ya, it was called a warm one, and all the girls in the school were envious.

Even though they have been married for nine years now and their daughters are both 5 years old, Zhuo Hao still has no shelf for school grass. He not only keeps the company in good order, but also does almost all the housework, turning Shu Ya into a princess.

But today...

"Hello, the phone you dialed can't be connected for the time being..."

Shu Ya hung up the phone. It was already eleven o'clock. The food on the table was cold. Zhuo Hao's phone still couldn't get through.

In previous festivals, Zhuo Hao would prepare gifts early, but today is their wedding anniversary, and he didn't come back early.

Shu Ya opened WeChat and turned over his circle of friends, and found that he sent new news in the afternoon.

"Wife, I love you! You are very beautiful in the red skirt I gave you!"

It turned out to be a confession to her.

Shu Ya smiled sweetly. After laughing, his heart thumped.

When did he give her a red dress?

In the beginning, she wanted to buy one, but he rejected it, saying that red was not suitable for her. Now he sends such a circle of friends. Is it other women who express his feelings?

Shu Ya's heart suddenly lifted up, ready to call again, just then, the door opened.

Zhuo Hao's tall and straight figure appeared at the door, wearing formal leather shoes, his face was also very handsome, and he looked particularly pleasing to the eye.

He held a bunch of flowers in his hand and handed them to her affectionately.

"Wife, happy anniversary. You have worked hard over the years. I picked it up in the rose garden on the outskirts of the city and gave it to you."

Shu Ya saw that his shoes and trousers were stained with dirt. It turned out that he didn't come home so late to give her a surprise, and he immediately felt guilty for his previous doubts.

"Thank you, husband, wash your hands and eat-shh, keep your voice down, Kinsley is already asleep."

Shu Ya took the rose and planned to find a vase to insert it. When he opened the package, he paused.

This bunch of roses is beautifully packaged, with lace stacked one on top of another, and four bows tied in the place where you hold it. This packing method is clearly unique to the flower shop downstairs.

A closer look shows that the petals on the outer layer are also a little withered. Obviously, they were not just picked, but bought, as Zhuo Hao said.

Zhuo Hao is lying!

Shu Ya's heart is half cold. If he didn't go to pick flowers, where did he go?

With doubt, she turned back to the living room and helped Zhuo Hao take off his coat.

"Husband, have you been very busy recently?"

Hearing her ask, Zhuo Hao hesitated and looked a little unnatural. "Not bad."

"Is it really okay?" Shu Ya pretended to casually ask, "When you send friends, how can you say I have a red skirt?"

"How can you see that circle of friends?!"

Zhuo Hao's voice suddenly increased, and then he found himself rude and made a haha. "Didn't I want to surprise you? I was going to buy you a red skirt."

Shu Ya stared into his eyes, wondering if he should believe him.

He doesn't like to tell surprises in advance. If he really wants to give her a gift, he usually doesn't send friends first.

Shu Ya told himself not to be suspicious. After all, Zhuo Hao has been very kind to her for so many years.

She forced a smile. "That's a deal. You'll give me a red skirt."

Zhuo Hao seemed relieved and hugged her and kissed her. "If my wife wants it, don't say one, I'll buy you one hundred."

Shu Ya smelled chewing gum in his mouth and untied his tie without much thought.

The next second, Shu Ya froze and stared straight at Zhuo Hao's neckline in wait for a while.

On the snow-white neckline, there is a bright lipstick mark!