At the door of the hotel, Jiang Yukuo held a cigarette in his mouth and looked around in the night breeze to see which way Fu Yanlin would come out.
Jiang Yukuo has been afraid of this little uncle since he was a child.
To say that he is a demon king is an understatement.
Jiang Yukuo didn't dare to ask him for help at first, but he got angry just now and was warned by the hotel not to harass guests, otherwise he would call the police. In Qingzhou, he only had Fu Yanlin who could help, so he called him in anger. p>
In fact, even if Fu Yanlin didn't help him, he wouldn't dare to say anything. In the huge Fu family, no one dared to order his little uncle.
Finally, Fu Yanlin walked out of the hotel lobby in a swagger.
Jiang Yukuo asked in confusion, "Uncle, how did you get out of it? Do you live here?"
You want me to go downstairs to pick you up if you live here? You must be mentally ill, Jiang Yukuo thought.
"Where do I come from, do I need to report to you?" Fu Yanlin glanced at him, his eyes were very leisurely and cold, but Jiang Yukuo's heart trembled.
"No...little uncle, what happened to your face?" Taking advantage of the hotel lights, Jiang Yukuo saw the claw marks on Fu Yanlin's face, as if he had been slapped and scratched because his nails were too long.
Some, under the scars, the fingerprints are particularly obvious.
Fu Yanlin pressed the tip of his tongue against the painful spot and said impatiently, "It was scratched by a little wild cat."
Jiang Yukuo immediately understood that Fu Yanlin had a show upstairs. He knew that Fu Yanlin had a lot of fun, and he had been surrounded by women in recent years. A young model star with a fat body and a thin ring could be brought home by a serious person.
None, just messy things. The Fu family has a headache. They are trying every means to find a blind date for him, but how can Fu Yanlin be so stubborn?
But this hotel is only a three- or four-star hotel. How could he, the prince of the Fu family, who was used to spending money, be willing to stay in a place like this?
If Wen Sheng hadn't lived here, Jiang Yukuo wouldn't even look down on such a garbage place.
Fu Yan glanced at the island and said, "If you fart, just let it go."
Only then did Jiang Yukuo remember the business, and complained endlessly that he had been cheated on by Wen Sheng, and wanted to borrow two people to drag out the godfather and beat him to death.
"I want to see the woman who touched my dog coin!"
"Your woman?" Fu Yanlin locked his dark eyes and asked, his tone full of sarcasm.
Jiang Yukuo was discouraged by his glare and curled his lips and said, "To be precise, it's his ex-girlfriend."
"Break up?"
"We just broke up the day before yesterday."
"Why break up?"
"She caught me having sex with her roommate... and she broke up with me in a fit of anger." Jiang Yukuo said angrily, "Isn't it normal for a man to spend time outside? Isn't it okay to just go home? Women are so damned
Hypocritical! It’s all my fault. I usually spoil her so much that she treats me like a piece of cake!”
Fu Yanlin took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, smoked one, put it in his mouth and lit it. The flames instantly illuminated his angular face. He took a puff before asking, "We've broken up. Do you care about her?"
Who is together? Who are you?"
Jiang Yukuo was choked by Fu Yanlin, his face turned red and white, "Uncle, that's what I said, but who knows if she had an affair with me before she broke up with me! I haven't even touched her!
She was touched by a wild man outside! Damn it!"
"How long have we been together?" Fu Yanlin asked.
Jiang Yukuo said, "One and a half years."
"One and a half years ago, nothing happened?" Fu Yanlin stared into Jiang Yukuo's eyes with a solemn and cold expression, "Who believes it?"
"Really not!" Jiang Yukuo said this and became even more angry, "We have been together for more than a year and she has not even kissed me!"