My Waste Husband

Chapter 17

When Henry saw this news, a smile naturally appeared on his face. This woman's action was quite fast. In this way, the development of the area near Spring Residential Home could no longer get the official support, and the welfare center would not be forcibly demolished by the official. Not only could the children continue to live in it, but the land bought by those profiteers would also get a lot cheaper.

Sylvia leaned back on the sofa, her slender legs stretched out, her eyes were looking at the news, and she was talking to herself, "This Hengyuan Company is really powerful. They got the idea to blow up the mountain and take advantage of the high-level officials in China to get the official support from the Yinzhou officials! That woman surnamed Qin, she absolutely did not think of this point. Behind her, there must be at least a group of ten people. They even noticed the news from other provinces a few years ago. Smart! Really smart!"

Hearing Sylvia's words, Henry was a little embarrassed. "In fact, I think it's not difficult. It's okay to watch out for these things in the news. As for blowing up the mountain, everyone is looking forward to it. At that time, the trade will be smooth and the traffic will be too convenient. Even the high-speed train can be connected."

"What do you know?" Sylvia glanced at Henry. "You can only see the benefits after the mountain exploding, but you can't see the subtlety of this decision. Some time ago, Hong Zhu's business had just taken down the two territories in the southeast and wanted to develop a holiday resort. Now that the mountain has been blown up, the development of the southeast of the city will be put down by the government for the time being. By that time, Heng Yuan will not only get the strong support of the government in the first trading company in Yinzhou but also become exclusive to the northwest. Territory bought by Hong Zhu and the new shares will fall wildly!"

After saying that, Sylvia looked at Henry who was in no mood. The reason why she said so much to him just now was to let him get in touch with this kind of thing, but now it seemed that he had no

idea at all.

Sylvia waved at Henry and said with a displeased face, "Forget it, go and do your own work. Don't stop me from watching TV."

"Okay." Henry nodded. He had already thought of all the results of the news report when he told Jenny Qin his plan this morning.

After unpacking, Milan put on a pink short-sleeved shirt, sat down next to Sylvia, and watched TV with her, chatting about cosmetics and bags.

Henry, who was wearing a white tank top, came over with a basin of warm water and put it in front of Sylvia. Then he squatted down and said, "Sylvia, it's time to wash your feet."

" Wash feet? Sylvia, Henry also washes your feet?" Milan's eyes widened as if she had seen something incredible. In this society, it was rare for men to do so for their wives. And Henry seemed to be doing this every day.

Sylvia frowned. "Not today."

"No." Henry shook his head firmly. "You must wash them. Your health issues need acupuncture massage several times to be completely relieved."

Hearing this, Sylvia's pretty face turned red and her expression was a little unnatural. She thought that she had not suffered from constipation these days and looked at the man in front of her.

This guy must know this!

When Sylvia was slightly stunned, Henry had already taken the initiative to grab her little feet and put them in the basin. After gently soaking them, he began to massage them slowly.

The feeling of comfort came from the soles of Sylvia's feet. She unconsciously relaxed on the sofa. But as soon as she leaned on it, she felt a little uncomfortable. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Two days ago, she and Henry stayed alone at home. Now there was one more person beside her, which made her uncomfortable.

Looking at Henry who was doing his best to massage her, Sylvia's heart was wandering. Wasn't it a very shameful thing? Why did he take the initiative to do it when there was someone at home? Was he really doing it for me?

As soon as this idea came to her mind, Sylvia immediately shook her head.

No! Impossible! He just wanted money. We didn't know each other before. How could he just do it for my good!

Looking at Henry's actions, Milan snorted in her heart. This man was really good at pleasing women. No wonder he could cheat the princess of the French royal family and now he could deceive Sylvia. It was estimated that few women could refuse him. He was an artist and he was very gentle!

Henry squatted in front of Sylvia, holding her delicate feet. His eyes were clear and there were no distracting thoughts in his heart. He carefully rubbed the acupoints under her feet.

Sylvia enjoyed her comfort while she could feel her best friend's gaze, which made her extremely unnatural.

"Okay, okay, it's enough." Sylvia couldn't stand this kind of feeling. She pulled out her little foot from Henry's hand and her face was still red.

Henry nodded. Anyway, he had massaged all the important parts, so he picked up the basin and poured the water.

As soon as Henry left, Milan came close to Sylvia. "Sylvia, can your Henry massage?"

"Yes." Sylvia nodded. "I'll tell you, his massage technique is awesome. I was a little uncomfortable before, so he massaged me a few times and everything was fine."

"Really?" Milan looked very interested. "Sylvia, my shoulders are not feeling well recently. Why don't you let your Henry massage me?"

"Give you a massage?" Sylvia looked at the unbelievable look of Milan and made up her mind. She thought that since Henry had worked it in the massage place, there should be no problem. She nodded and said, "Okay."

"Great, Sylvia, you are really my best friend!" Milan said."Let's see how long Henry can keep on pretending," she thought.

She had heard about soles massage to relieve hidden health issues, but it was not a simple massage. It was a very traditional and profound acupuncture treatment that required silver needles to stimulate acupuncture points. Moreover, no one in China could do it from the foot pulse to the whole body. How could it be possible for Henry to know how to do it? He just lied to a simple girl like Sylvia and wanted to see if she could expose him!

Milan had thought about how to expose Henry and tell Sylvia how despicable he is!

After pouring out the foot-washing water, Henry went to the living room. He was about to sit down and peel an apple for Sylvia.

"Dear husband, can you help Milan and massage her shoulders?" When Sylvia said the first word, her expression was extremely unnatural. Fortunately, Milan did not notice it.

"Massage her?" Henry frowned.