Wen Sheng's head was still numb and her thinking was at a standstill. But she pushed Fu Yanlin away, got out of bed wrapped in sheets and barefoot, took a cigarette from the cigarette case he left on the coffee table, held it between her lips, and lit several cigarettes.
Then it was lit.
She tried to take a breath, but was choked and coughed.
Fu Yanlin got out of bed, took the cigarette from her lips and held it in his mouth. With a solemn and solemn face, his brows were furrowed, and he looked sideways at her with an unruly look, and said in a lecturing tone, "Don't learn from it."
Wen Sheng frowned slightly and said to shoo away the guest, "You can take a shower before leaving."
Fu Yanlin exhaled a puff of smoke that lingered on Wen Sheng's still blushing face, and asked jokingly, "You're going to kick people out after you're done?"
Wen Sheng looked at him without saying anything. His big eyes were dark and bright, but they were full of coldness.
Indeed, although he was rough just now, Wen Sheng could feel that the other party was taking care of her. At the critical moment, he still controlled himself and became a gentle gentleman. He even grabbed her hand when he entered and kept kissing her forehead.
But Wen Sheng didn't want to continue.
Fu Yanlin's solemn face gradually became three-dimensional in the dim light, and the deep eyes were like surging reefs, with a surge of anger inside, accompanied by a three-point sneer.
After a while, he put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, picked up his pants and left, without taking a shower.
Zhu Qingjia taught her that this is a game that adults and men know clearly: after the end, they break up, no entanglement, and it is refreshing.
Wen Sheng picked up the torn black nightgown on the ground and sighed. One or two thousand yuan was just torn into pieces.
Then he threw the rags into the trash can, locked the door and went to the bathroom to clean them.
Standing under the shower head and letting the hot water wash over him, Wen Sheng didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
She was actually able to have a successful relationship with a strange man.
Although there was resistance in the process, the disgust and resistance were overwhelmed by the man's domineering and impulsive nature.
After seeing a psychiatrist for a year and a half, and spending more than 100,000 yuan to solve the problem, it was easily broken by a strange man. Wen Sheng found it ridiculous.
But Wen Sheng didn't think much about it and went to bed after taking a shower. She would have to go to the company to make adjustments tomorrow morning.
Before going to bed, Wen Sheng sent Zhu Qingjia a WeChat message out of nowhere: Jiajia, this must be too painful.
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The next morning, Wen Sheng got up very early, but the pain in her body had not been relieved.
Before going to the company for due diligence, Wen Sheng first went to the pharmacy next to the hotel to buy a box of ibuprofen and drank one pill with mineral water.
The company Wen Sheng is visiting this time is a well-known private enterprise in Qingzhou: Qingzhou Restaurant.
Qingzhou Restaurant stands tall with its traditional Huaiyang noodles and several famous dishes. It is second to none in the local area. If anyone wants to treat guests to a banquet, they must first think of Qingzhou Restaurant.
In recent years, the new consumption track has developed rapidly, and the market prospect of the prepared food industry is huge. Qingzhou Restaurant has built a factory and set up a production line, hoping to participate in the prepared food industry by relying on the restaurant's famous dishes and snacks to promote its products.
After arriving at the address contacted by the company, Song Yuen, the young owner of Qingzhou Restaurant, took Wen Sheng to visit the factory and production lines. He also showed Wen Sheng the reports and supplier information of the past two years, treating Wen Sheng as if he were the father of the sponsor.
Serving people, bringing tea and water, for fear of not taking enough care of them.
After the day's interview, Song Yuen made a reservation at a restaurant to treat her to dinner, and discussed her financing needs during the dinner.
As soon as we sat down in the private room, Zhu Qingjia's call came.
After Wen Sheng leaned over and said sorry, he walked out of the private room and went to the terrace at the end of the corridor to answer the phone.
Zhu Qingjia asked her to explain honestly, what did the message she sent in the middle of the night mean? Where did it hurt? Why did it hurt? She chased after her, "Sister Sheng, the clothes I prepared for you were used last night?"
Wen Sheng and Zhu Qingjia were young enough to wear the same pants. There were no secrets between the two of them, so naturally everything was explained to them.
Zhu Qingjia immediately asked, "Is that man handsome?"
Wen Sheng thought of that face and hummed, "It's not bad."
"How is his technique?" Zhu Qingjia's curiosity was ignited.
"Not so good..." Wen Sheng couldn't help but frown.
The man was so cruel last night that she is still in pain. Fortunately, she has been sitting at work all day, otherwise she would not be able to walk.
She sighed and said, "Jiajia, I felt very uncomfortable during the whole process. The experience was really... very bad."
Hearing this, the man standing in the corner smoking trembled his hands.