"Feng Yan, I haven't been home for a few days. I have to go home tonight." Su Hanyan, who was pushed into the elevator, glared angrily at the man in front of her who didn't look very good-looking, "No matter what, you can't imprison me.
Yes or no?"
Feng Yan stood beside her with a gloomy face, neither looking at her nor paying attention to her.
Su Hanyan pouted her little mouth, rolled her eyes at him, and folded her hands in front of her chest, as if she was determined to die on the street if she ignored him again.
When the elevator reached the presidential suite floor, Feng Yan stepped out of the elevator first. Su Hanyan was slightly startled as he watched his figure passing by in front of her eyes.
She hesitated for two seconds, and then followed very reluctantly.
When they reached the door of the suite, Jiang Rui and others got out of the elevator. The exclusive waiter of the suite opened the door for them, and Feng Yan pulled Su Hanyan behind him into the room.
"Jiang Rui, without my permission, Miss Su's range of activities is within this gate." Feng Yan turned around and ordered Jiang Rui who followed.
"Yes, Master Yan." Jiang Rui bowed respectfully to Feng Yan.
"Hey! Um..." Su Hanyan was about to retort when the door was slammed shut by Feng Yan, and the sound was frighteningly loud.
Her face turned pale, and she struggled to break away from the hand she was holding, and asked angrily: "What do you want to do? I'm not a prisoner, yes, I lied to you. When I was in City S, I put on all my makeup.
I lied to you, if you still want me to return to that state, it’s impossible.”
While she was talking excitedly, she walked to the sofa and sat down. She crossed her legs and raised her hands, not hiding her extreme dissatisfaction at all.
"Why do you do that?" Feng Yan did not sit down, but looked down at her, pulled off his tie, and threw it on the sofa.
There was a kind of indifference without warmth on his handsome face, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"Why?" Su Hanyan laughed at herself, "Isn't that a lack of money? Brother, I didn't lie to you for much money! Besides, it's not a lie either!"
I think at the beginning, he didn't ask himself carefully who he really was, and he didn't even ask why she wanted 3,000 yuan a night.
Now, she feels that she has suffered a huge loss. Why is this arrogant young master not done yet?
"Ahem..." Su Hanyan raised her hand to cover her mouth and coughed twice. Feng Yan was slightly startled when he heard it. He sat down next to her and said, "Can you not bother me?"
"Tossing?" She looked at him puzzledly. The one who is tossing is uncle, okay?
It's obvious that between the two of them, he wants to torment her, okay?
She endured being a daughter-in-law for three months in S city, and prepared a love lunch for him every day that she didn't know if he would eat. Really, it makes me heartbroken just thinking about it.
Suddenly, a cell phone rang. As soon as Su Hanyan listened to the music, she knew it was her father He Zhiyong calling. Before, she wouldn't have wanted to answer the call, but this time, it was undoubtedly a life-saving talisman.
"Dad, what's the matter?" She quickly took out her cell phone from her bag and answered the call, her tone of voice was unusually nice.
He Zhiyong on the other end of the phone was stunned for a while, and then slowly said: "Yan'er, where have you been? Why haven't you seen anyone for several days? Are you still in K City?"
"What? Did you have a heart attack? Is it serious? Okay, okay, I'll be right back." Su Hanyan stood up suddenly, looking anxious, "Dad, if anything happens, we'll talk about it when I get home. You have a good rest."