As a result, after that time, women were like invincible Xiao Qiang, often appearing in his sight. As long as they were part of his crew, she would go to the interview, as if she was sure of him.
From being bored at the beginning, Wen Sihe is now a little confused.
Everyone in the circle knew that the woman was chasing him, because she never hid the way she looked at him. That look was so intense that Wen Sihe had never seen it before in his life.
Something strange happened later, he gave his phone number, and the other party sent him text messages all day long, and he rarely responded, but as long as he did, no matter how late it was, she would reply instantly.
One time he sent a prank text message at four o'clock in the morning, and she responded quickly.
[Sihe, this is a special reminder for you. No matter when you come to me, I will always be there.]
This sentence made Wen Sihe feel a little guilty for his mischievous thoughts, but he only felt guilty for a moment, and then he became disdainful.
He is a screenwriter himself, how can he not know the tricks of women, which are nothing more than boiling frogs in warm water?
Later, his attitude towards her became worse and worse. Anyway, everyone knew that she was a dog licker. He often brought this up in public, but she never said anything, as if she liked him so much.
Lost all dignity.
"Otherwise, isn't that what happens between men and women? I had sex with her a few times later. She was quite innocent, and she didn't scream in bed. The toys she trained with her own hands were quite interesting. When can you see her?
You see, she looks like a very innocent girl and has a quiet personality, but she knows how to please me when it comes to bed."
When Wen Sihe said this, his eyes curled up.
He already looks delicate, and the mole on the tip of his nose magnifies his exquisiteness.
Xie Feng poured himself a glass of wine on the side with a hint of reminder in his tone.
"It's okay to play around, but don't let yourself get involved. Wasn't Yancheng like this to Sheng Mian at first? But in the end, he refused to admit that he liked her, and ended up like this. Love, love, is very cheap, especially for someone.
For people like us, women are liquid money."
Wen Sihe glanced sideways at him.
"Are you reminding me? I have slept with so many women, I don't need your reminder, but you, those marks that appeared on your body before, are those wild cats?"
Xie Feng was too lazy to mention that woman and said nothing. He just leaned back incomprehensibly, lowered his head and drank quietly.
The hall instantly became quiet, everyone was waiting for Fu Yancheng to wake up.
*
He Zhou took Sheng Mian back to where he lived. This time he casually left her to the servants and told several bodyguards at the door.
"Look at people carefully. If you can't even look at a blind man, you won't be alive."
Everyone can see that he is very angry. If you make him angry at this time, it will be a gunshot.
He Zhou pulled the tie around his neck and kicked the coffee table again in anger. The anger in his body could not be dissipated. He almost wanted to kill Sheng Mian.
He walked to the bathroom and looked at the angry face in the mirror. For a moment, he felt that this face looked a bit like Fu Yancheng.
In the past, Fu Xingzhou had a gentle temperament, so it was hard to tell, but now that He Zhou has taken over this body, it looks more like him.
Because He Zhou also had a bad temper and was equally unstable.
He stared at the face in front of him and suddenly smashed the glass in front of him with his fist.
"Hold!"
There was blood on his fists, and his face was extremely dark.
In my mind, the voice belonging to Fu Xingzhou has long since disappeared, and I don't know when the other person will appear next.
He Zhou suppressed his anger and threw everything on the sink to the ground.
He was breathing heavily, and for a moment he didn't know whether he was angry because he didn't become the president of the Fu family, or because Sheng Mian regarded him as a tool to witness her great love.
If it is the second type, it means that when he accepted Fu Xingzhou's memory, he also accepted his emotions.