Chapter 350 Prop Dolls in the Strategy Guide (15)

It's like he's become a different person.

An idea flashed through his mind quickly, but Fu Yanwen quickly ruled out this possibility. Shen Xinghe was an only child and did not have twin sisters.

I haven't heard of any history of mental illness in her family.

Such an incredible thing made Fu Yanwen stunned for a long time, and he didn't even hear someone knocking on the door.

"Mr. Fu?" The assistant's voice sounded outside the door.

Fu Yanwen immediately retracted his scattered thoughts and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

Assistant: "Mr. Fu, the meeting time is almost up."

Fu Yanwen nodded: "Got it, I'll be there soon, you go get ready first."

The assistant seemed to have something else to say, but hesitated.

Fu Yanwen was impatient: "Anything else?"

The assistant hesitated and said with gritted teeth: "It was Master Fu Zhou. He asked me to tell you a few words."

"He said he knew he was wrong and would respect and love my aunt in the future. He would never interfere with your relationship with your wife. He hopes you can forgive him."

Fu Yanwen's expression remained calm, and he slowly uttered a sentence from his thin lips: "Give him more work."

Assistant: "...Okay, Mr. Fu."

A few minutes later, Fu Zhou, who received the bad news, felt like he was struck by lightning. He stared at the new job gift package in dumbfounded, and accused Fu Yanwen of being inhumane in his heart.

Of course, he also did not forget the culprit behind all this.

After a while, Fu Zhou gritted his teeth and said, "Shen Xinghe, just wait for me."

For several days in a row, Fu Zhou worked non-stop at his workstation, not even taking time to eat. He would fall asleep as soon as he touched the pillow when he got home. Not to mention causing trouble for Shen Xinghe, he even turned down several of his favorite motorcycle races. He had big dark circles under his eyes, and his resentment was heavier than that of a ghost.

Finally, Fu Zhou's mother couldn't bear it anymore and begged her brother to spare Fu Zhou's life.

After sleeping soundly for a day and a night at home, Fu Zhou received two pieces of good news when he woke up.

★The first good news is that he doesn’t have to go to his uncle’s company.

★The second good news is that my uncle is on a business trip.

After digesting the two pieces of news with a messy hair, Fu Zhou almost ran to the yard to set off firecrackers to celebrate.

He would never go to his uncle's company for an internship.

Just then the phone rang: "Brother Zhou, there is a competition on Panshan Highway this afternoon, do you want to come?"

Fu Zhou had been holding it in for so many days, so of course he had to go.

"Of course I'll go, but I want to bring someone with me."

The man was surprised: "Brother Zhou never brings girls here, has he changed his personality?"

Fu Zhou has had many girlfriends, but none of them lasted long. He changed girlfriends as if it were a game. He also never brought his girlfriends to competitions, and it was said that he found them annoying.

Fu Zhou sneered: "Who told you it was a girl?"

The man was curious: "Who is that? A man?"

Fu Zhou rolled his eyes: "Female."

The man choked. What's the difference between this and a girl? "Stop keeping us in suspense. Who is it?"

Fu Zhou curled his lips coldly: "My aunt."

After saying that, he hung up the phone, went straight to the garage, rode his favorite Yamaha R6, and with a roar, the motorcycle drove out of the villa and headed straight for Fu Yanwen.

On the other side, Shen Xinghe also received the news that Fu Yanwen was on a business trip.

"Finally he left. I was almost numb from his probing these past few days."

Su Yu was enjoying the evening breeze on the balcony. Hearing this, she raised her eyes curiously, innocently asking, "Why would he test you?"

Everyone has the right to ask this question, except her.

Shen Xinghe glanced at the innocent-looking culprit, and his teeth itched: "What do you think?"

Shen Xinghe walked to the balcony and pinched the prop doll's face: "Will you dare to use Fu Yanwen's tea leaves to make milk tea in the future?"

After making milk tea with Dahongpao last time, Su Yu was deprived of the right to look at handsome guys online for a week.

After finally getting through a week of hardship, she held the tablet and shook her head vigorously: "I don't dare anymore."

The backyard of the villa can be seen from the balcony.

Shen Xinghe glanced down and saw that the flowers that had been pulled out had been removed and replanted with fresh flowers, colorful and gorgeous. No one would have thought that this place was bare a few days ago.

Shen Xinghe narrowed his eyes: "Do you still dare to pick flowers and take a petal bath?"

"I don't dare anymore." Su Yu answered quickly and proudly, "Fu Yanwen said that I can buy flower petals and don't have to pick the flowers at home. He bought me a lot and stored them in the cold storage. I won't use them up until next year."

Shen Xinghe: “…”

Very good, Fu Yanwen is the biggest stumbling block in her way of disciplining the prop doll.

Shen Xinghe took a deep breath and continued to threaten: "Do you still dare to go to the entertainment club to order a male model?"

Su Yu hesitated for a long time and then said dejectedly: "I don't dare anymore."

Shen Xinghe frowned: "What's with that expression? Are you upset that I didn't let you choose a male model?"

Thinking back to the sad experience last time, Shen Xinghe was the one who felt wronged. She had no chance to enjoy it, but she was the one who took the blame. She was undoubtedly the biggest victim.

Su Yu's eyes darted around and she didn't dare to speak.

The alarm clock rang.

Shen Xinghe looked at the time and it was time to go to Shang Jue.

She let the educational prop doll go for now: "Okay, I'll let you go for now. If you cause trouble for me again next time, don't even think about eating a piece of candy, let alone cake. Anyway, you are just a prop, you won't starve to death even if you don't eat."

What Shen Xinghe didn't know was that Fu Zhou arrived right after she left.

"Shen Xinghe? Shen Xinghe, come out here."

Fu Zhou relied on the fact that the housekeeper didn't dare to stop him and his uncle was abroad, so he swaggered into the villa and said angrily: "If you have the guts to complain to my uncle, you have the guts to come out and see me."

Su Yu heard the noise and walked out, leaning on the railing on the third floor and looking down.

"Fuzhou?"

Fu Zhou found his target and immediately rushed up the stairs. Relying on his height and long legs, he ran to Su Yu in two or three steps and grabbed her hand without saying a word: "Follow me."

Su Yu was still wearing her slippers when she was dragged downstairs.

"Fu Zhou, what are you doing?"

The housekeeper was also startled by him and hurried over to stop him: "Master Fuzhou, where are you taking Miss Shen? You can't do anything rash."

Fu Zhou dodged with ease: "Don't worry about it. Shen Xinghe and I have some personal grudges to settle. Don't worry, I will definitely send the person back to you in the end."

The housekeeper was even more worried. With his old arms and legs, he couldn't stop the young man, so he had to bring up Fu Yanwen: "If the master was at home, he would definitely not let you do whatever you want."

Fu Zhou sneered: "Guess why I chose this time to come?"

Without further ado, he moved decisively, holding Su Yu's waist with one hand and throwing her onto the back of the motorcycle: "Hold on tight, don't blame me if you fall."

Su Yu was about to speak when the person in front of her suddenly remembered something, clicked his tongue, turned around, put a helmet on her head, and quickly fastened all the buckles.

Then with a roar, the motorcycle shot out like an arrow.

"ah--"

Su Yu screamed in fear and her body was blown backward by the wind. In order to avoid falling, she quickly grabbed Fu Zhou's clothes and then hugged his waist tightly with both hands.

The thin arms had no strength, but they were pressed tightly together, and the soft fingers curled up in fear.

Fu Zhou's body tensed slightly: "Hold tight."

The motorcycle accelerated again, and the wind blowing on my body was like a knife. My light home clothes seemed to be torn apart in the whistling wind, and one of my slippers was almost blown off.