Fu Yanlin was about to step out of the elevator when Xu Rangchu appeared at the door of the elevator, wearing a white coat with a light blue shirt underneath. He raised the cigarette case in his hand towards him, "Let's chat for a while?"
I really want to smoke.
But thinking that Wen Sheng was still waiting for him, Fu Yanlin shook his head, "Something's wrong."
Xu Rangchu waited for him to come out, hooked his shoulder and walked forward, "Nothing is in a hurry."
Fu Yanlin's deep eyes glanced at Xu Rangchu's smile, "Who asked you to come?"
They are all smart people. Who hasn’t looked at others? How could Xu Rangchu stay here so cleverly and wait for him to come out?
Either Fu Yuhe or his mother Jiang Lingyi.
Xu Rangchu was calm, "Since you know someone called me here, why don't you just help me complete the task? We are all brothers, we help each other."
Fu Yanlin pushed his arm away in disgust, "Shut up, you and I are still brothers."
Xu Rangchu shrugged, "Whether you listen or not, I have to say this today."
At this time, the two of them had walked to the door of the hospital. After Xu Rangchu lit a cigarette, he threw the cigarette box to Fu Yanlin. After spitting out a puff of white smoke, Xu Rangchu looked at Fu Yanlin sideways and said, "A Yan, you and Wen Sheng are not suitable.
."
Fu Yanlin was so anxious that he held his cigarette holder sideways, the lighter flickering on his fingertips, and the fire suddenly appeared. After a moment, he asked Xu Rangchu, "Who are you?"
Before Xu Rangchu's words came out, he was scolded by Fu Yanlin, "Who do I want to be friends with must be approved by all of you? If Wen Sheng and I are not suitable, who should I be suitable with? Your big-breasted and brainless sister Xu Jiaqi
? Or those wealthy daughters arranged by Fu Yuhe who only spend money and indulge in extravagance but pretend to be ladies all day long?"
"How many benefits did Fu Yuhe give you before you lick your face to teach me a lesson? Is Mingde going bankrupt?"
"Get away."
Xu Rangchu was not angry at all and asked Fu Yanlin calmly, "A Yan, there is something you may not know. Wen Sheng's father had a car accident in Yanjing back then. You were still in New York at that time. On the night of the car accident——
”
Fu Yanlin was in a trance when he heard the following words.
He just felt that fate had once again played a big joke on him.
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While waiting for Fu Yanlin, Wen Sheng seemed relieved, but she couldn't stop at all. She unknowingly cleaned up the house and the floor almost peeled off.
Wen Sheng felt that she was quite useless. In the past, no matter how big the case was, as long as she sat at the negotiation table, she could always be confident and talk eloquently. But when she thought about the upcoming meeting with Fu Yanlin, Wen Sheng became a little nervous. p>
Fu Yanlin came near twelve o'clock.
The moment she opened the door, Wen Sheng fell into his deep eyes. Seeing his scarlet, deep eyes, Wen Sheng's heart trembled. After a while, she said softly, "You're here... Come in and sit down." But I haven’t seen each other for a few days, and it seems like a century has passed.
Fu Yanlin had been in the hospital for several days. He had not shaved off his stubble, and his chin was green, making him a bit unruly and haggard. The white casual style knitted sweater on his body was drooping on his body, and it had lost its shape. It was easy for people to see him.
Lost a lot of weight.
Wen Sheng suddenly understood: He is not having a good life these days.
She had never seen Fu Yanlin look like this. Before, whether he was in formal or casual clothes, he was always neatly dressed and very eye-catching. It was completely different from the look in front of her. But this feeling of decadence and desolation made Wen Sheng inexplicable.
Heartbroken.
Wen Sheng met his gaze, saw him nodding, then turned around and said, "I'll get you a glass of water——"
The moment she turned around, she was suddenly hugged by Fu Yanlin from behind. The strength of his arms and body came quickly. The strong muscles on his arms were inseparable from Wen Sheng. It was an indescribable feeling that belonged to men.
Strong sense of muscles and strength.
A strong smell of tobacco hit her, and Wen Sheng struggled uncomfortably, but Fu Yanlin quickly put his cold lips on her neck, first buried it deeply, and hugged Wen Sheng's delicate body tightly as if searching for energy.
body, greedily breathing in her sweet scent.
Wen Sheng was touched by him, so he stood there, motionless, and said briefly, "Fu Yanlin, do you want to go sit on the sofa? I think you are very tired."
Fu Yanlin said nothing, and his breathing gradually became heavier.
Wen Sheng turned her back to him, and could not see the scarlet red and unwillingness in his eyes.
"Fu Yanlin——"
Wen Sheng tried to call him again.
The next second, Fu Yanlin suddenly let go of Wen Sheng, turned her body over, pressed her against the shoe cabinet at the door, grabbed her white chin and kissed her crazily.
Wen Sheng subconsciously stretched out her hand to resist, but where was Fu Yanlin's opponent? Fu Yanlin grabbed her little hand, clasped his fingers tightly and pressed it against the door-to-top shoe cabinet. His whole body was as stiff as steel, which made Wen Sheng's delicate body soft to death.
Deadly pressed beneath me.
Deep affection between lips and teeth.
Wen Sheng quickly lost her ability to breathe and was out of breath. Her face was as red as a boiled shrimp. While she was breathing, she begged for mercy, "Fu Yanlin... you, please be gentle, I can't breathe."
Coming."
Fu Yanlin has lost his mind, how can he care about this?
He bit Wen Sheng's lower lip hard, released Wen Sheng's palms with both hands, and turned to stop her waist, reaching under the hem of her clothes, trying to find those two pieces of long-lost softness.
Wen Sheng pressed it immediately. How could she not know what Fu Yanlin meant - his breathing was so rapid, his movements so fierce, and his eyes were as bright as a hungry wolf.
But if they want to speak now, they must speak clearly first.
Wen Sheng just wanted to say, Fu Yanlin, let’s talk first——
But Fu Yanlin spoke first, "Why, aunt is here?"
Wen Sheng shook his head, "No."
Hearing this, Fu Yanlin snorted, then stubbornly stretched out his hand. His legs suppressed Wen Sheng and prevented her from moving. When his rough fingertips traced her soft skin, he left waves of tremors.
While Wen Sheng resisted his movements, she felt something was wrong in her heart. He was not like this before.
Rude, crazy, and a little bit... annoying.
Fu Yanlin tried to forcefully kiss Wen Sheng, but Wen Sheng turned her head away, and his kiss fell on her neck. Wen Sheng hated this kind of harsh behavior and said coldly, "Stop!"
Probably feeling that Wen Sheng was really angry, Fu Yanlin stopped, but with a sneer on his lips, "Since my aunt is not here, why don't you want to do it? Then why did you ask me to come to your house?"
Wen Sheng was surprised. She looked at the haggard and unruly face and hesitated, "Fu Yanlin, what did you say?"
Fu Yanlin sneered, "You asked me to come in the middle of the night and you didn't do anything for me. Why should I come? Sit with you on the sofa in the living room and chat?"
Wen Sheng was astonished. Looking at Fu Yanlin, she was cold all over, as if someone had poured a basin of ice water over her head, and she was shivering from the cold.