"Where do you want to go?" Cheng Yiming suddenly came behind her, closed the door with both hands, and trapped her in his arms.
He had just come out of the bathroom, exuding heat and the mint scent of shower gel, and she couldn't help but be startled.
His kiss had already fallen, along her hair, her cheek, and down her neck...
"Cheng Yiming, don't be like this..."
His answer was to pick her up.
As soon as she was put on the bed, his tall figure followed her, and his kisses were like raindrops falling on her skin, irresistible.
She felt so hot, and her body's memory was gradually awakened by him...
But she doesn't want it. If her body can't resist his demands, at least she doesn't want to be on the bed where Zhu Qingqing has been lying...
"Cheng Yiming, I don't want it." She pushed his shoulder resistingly.
"No?" He raised his eyebrows mockingly and moved his fingers down wildly, reminding her how honest her body was.
She felt a bang in her head, and her pretty face suddenly turned red, like a ripe red cherry...
How could Cheng Yiming resist her like this? He wanted to crush her into pieces and embed her into his body.
"Cheng Yiming, Cheng Yiming..." His violence frightened her, and she kept hiding back, "How about tomorrow, how about tomorrow..."
"What do you mean?" He used the last of his rationality to endure.
She mustered up the courage to look into his eyes: "I... Zhu Qingqing just left, I don't want to be a substitute... I'll stay with you tomorrow night, okay..."
He stared at her blankly, as if he had heard some fantasy.
Get angry, get angry, and push her away! Yan Yan shouted in her heart!
He did let her go, but he just rolled down and lay next to her, without untying his hands and feet from her.
"Cheng Yiming..." She didn't understand what he was doing.
"Sleep." He ordered in a low voice.
Um?
She couldn't help turning her head to look at him, not believing what the word "sleep" she heard meant.
"Continue if you don't sleep."
She quickly turned her head, closed her eyes tightly, and pursed her soft lips into a line under her pretty and upright nose.
Cheng Yiming is so angry...and wants to laugh so much. She is a beautiful, ruthless, cruel and lovely woman.
He didn't realize how long he had been looking at it before he fell asleep with satisfaction.
Yan Yan slept until dawn.
She looked at the empty bed next to her and the neat bathrobe on her body. She couldn't believe that last night had passed so peacefully.
Is it because she said that Zhu Qingqing was sad that he could not leave Zhu Qingqing after being poked, so he had no shame to do anything to her?
When she turned around, the small box was still there.
She picked up the small box and looked around, but she couldn't figure out why Zhu Qingqing left in anger last night.
She washed up, changed clothes, left the room and went downstairs.
"Miss Yan," Housekeeper Lou came out of the kitchen, "Breakfast is ready. You can have some."
"Where is Cheng Yiming?" she asked.
"Mr. Cheng is holding a video conference in the study room." Housekeeper Lou replied.
Oh, that means I don't have time to take care of her.
"I'm not going to eat, I'm going home." She stepped forward.
"Um..." Housekeeper Lou actually stopped her, "Mr. Cheng told me that you can't leave for the time being."
"Why?"
"He said you promised him you would stay here tonight."
Yan Yan was stunned and suddenly remembered what she said last night, "How about tomorrow night..."
Yan Yan:……
He actually took it seriously!
After much deliberation, she had no choice but to secretly
Call Fu Yuan'er and ask her to "save" him out.
Soon, Fu Yuan'er arrived. According to her arrangement, Fu Yuan'er was waiting at the back seat on the right side of the garden.
She pretended to be taking a walk and slipped out of the villa and trotted all the way to the appointed location.
"Yan Yan?" Fu Yuan'er stood outside the railing of the garden, looking at her through the gap between the railings, "What's going on?"
"I can't explain it in a few words, please help me out first." Yan Yan shook her head.
Fu Yuan'er looked at the surrounding environment. The garden wall was very high. Although there was a railing in the middle, there was a wall over one meter high above the railing.
Yan Yan wants to come out unless she knows the bone shrinking skill.
"Hey," seeing Yan Yan climbing the wall, Fu Yuan'er quickly stopped her, "You really want to break your leg!"
You have to go even if you break your leg. Do you really want to stay with him at night?
"What's going on?" Fu Yuan'er still refused to let her crawl, "Who locked you up here? We can call the police!"
"Calling the police will make headlines." Yan Yan wanted to make headlines, but could she not drag Cheng Yiming along with her?
Fu Yuan'er shook her head: "There must be a solution."
She thought for a moment and said, "Let me go in and I'll talk to Cheng Yiming."
As it happened, she had several things to ask him.
"I wonder what Miss Fu wants to talk to me about?" Cheng Yiming's voice suddenly sounded.
Yan Yan:……
Cheng Yiming was still wearing a nightgown, swaying a glass of champagne in his hand and strolling towards this side.
Fu Yuan'er looked at him with a serious look: "There are many things to talk about, please open the door."
Fu Yuan'er walked into the villa and went straight to Cheng Yiming's study.
"Yuan'er, what do you want to talk to him about?" Yan Yan followed her and asked in a low voice.
"The matter about Cheng Zitong..." Fu Yuan'er also lowered her voice, "Did you see that the door was opened just now? I'm talking to you. Do you know what to do?"
Yan Yan was surprised for a moment, and then she realized that she had other intentions.
But, "Is it okay for you to stay here alone?"
Fu Yuan'er disagreed: "What can he do to me?"
Fu Yuan'er walked into the study and saw Cheng Yiming already sitting behind the desk.
"Cheng Yiming, ask your butler to pour me a cup of coffee. Just milk and no sugar." Fu Yuan'er said.
Cheng Yiming glanced at Butler Lou who had followed him to the door.
Fu Yuan'er glanced at the housekeeper Lou leaving from the corner of her eye, and thought to herself, Yan Yan must know what to do.
"What's going on with the female lead?" Fu Yuan'er asked straight to the point.
"In what capacity are you asking this question?" Cheng Yiming raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, "Although Cheng Zitong also invested money in this movie, you are already divorced."
Prick without mercy.
Fu Yuan'er didn't care, "I act as Yan Yan's good friend and as a reporter of Metropolis Newspaper."
"I refuse to answer this question." Cheng Yiming simply refused.
"Okay," Fu Yuan'er looked serious, "Then I will warn you as Yan Yan's good friend. She is not your bargaining chip. I don't know if you want to build momentum or use her to please someone else. If you
If you hurt her, I won't let you go."
There was no trace of arrogance in her expression, because she knew that her title of "Miss Fu" was no longer useful.
She just looked at him resolutely, determined to defeat everything.
Cheng Yiming's heart moved, and he remembered the scene when Cheng Zitong came to the office to look for him a few days ago.
"Cheng Zitong, are you in the wrong place?"
Cheng Yiming read Cheng Zitong's investment letter of intent. It was only a few million dollars. Even if he agreed, the shareholders in his company would not agree.
Cheng Zitong didn't think there was anything wrong. On the contrary, he took it for granted and said, "Cheng Yiming, you should be happy that I am willing to invest money in your project."
He has this confidence. When he was in college, he won the World University Student Investment Competition.
The profit is ten percentage points ahead of the second place, and it is a well-deserved champion.
However, reality is not a competition. "Cheng Zitong, I can choose not to accept it." Cheng Yiming shrugged.
He knew Cheng Zitong's current situation and opened a small investment company.
Because his previous company went bankrupt, not only were few people trusting to hand over their funds to him, but those who had lost to him in the business world also took the opportunity to suppress him.
"Cheng Zitong, I know what you're thinking," Cheng Yiming smiled, "but if you invest in this movie, aren't you afraid of Yu Lingfei's overthinking?"
The only people who support him now are the Yu family, why doesn't he just want to support them?
"What does my investment in movies have to do with Yu Lingfei?" Cheng Zitong asked rhetorically.
"Isn't it because you invest in movies because you want to find opportunities to get close to Fu Yuan'er?" Cheng Yiming curled his lips.
Cheng Zitong's eyes paused, then he smiled mockingly, but said nothing.
"Cheng Yiming, you will soon know the role that my millions have played." After saying that, Cheng Zitong turned and left.
He looked unfathomable, but Cheng Yiming insisted that he just secretly wanted to get closer to Fu Yuan'er.
Looking at Fu Yuan'er in front of him, who was ready to break up with anyone at any time because of Yan Yan, Cheng Yiming seemed to understand why Cheng Zitong still thought about her.
He suddenly had the idea of teasing, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "I'm sorry, Miss Fu, but I can't fulfill your sincere friendship with Yan Yan."
Fu Yuan'er frowned: "What do you mean?"
"I heard that Cheng Zitong went to sign an investment entrustment contract today, and the amount is 10 million," he said.
"What does it have to do with me!" she said quietly with no expression on her face.
But I have already searched for information about Cheng Zitong's company in my mind.
A small investment company that helps people invest and earn hard money.
I made money for my investors and everyone was happy.
If there is a big loss, the company may lose its credibility and be unable to survive.
Cheng Yiming deliberately provoked this conversation. Is there something wrong with Cheng Zitong's contract?
"It really has nothing to do with you," Cheng Yiming shrugged, "Anyway, he is just your ex-husband, and his current fiancée is someone else."
As he said that, he sighed: "But ten million, it is so attractive to Cheng Zitong now, even if there are any traps, I can't see it."
Fu Yuan'er:......
Cheng Yiming is also quite good at whetting people's appetites.
Fu Yuan'er gritted her teeth secretly, wasn't he betting that she wouldn't be able to keep asking questions?
She just didn't ask.
"Cheng Yiming, don't interrupt," she answered the question, "I ask you, can Yan Yan play the leading female role in the movie?"
"I can answer you a question," Cheng Yiming replied, "Can Yan Yan play the female lead? What traps did Cheng Zi fall into? Please choose one of these two questions."
"You..." Fu Yuan'er was speechless.
As expected, he was the one chosen by Murong Jue, and he was as bad as Murong Jue in his heart!
Fu Yuan'er gave the answer without much hesitation: "Tell me, can Yan Yan play the female lead?"
Cheng Yiming's eyes flashed slightly, this result was beyond his expectation.
Suddenly he realized something and immediately got up and walked out.
Fu Yuan'er quickly stopped him: "Keep your word and leave after giving the answer!"
