Chapter 109 A man's neck cannot move

Fang Li's eyes were cold. She left Meng Yuan and turned to go into her room.

The door slammed shut.

downstairs.

Meng Yuan's eyelashes trembled, and she clenched her hands hanging at her sides.

Her eyes were red as she stared fiercely at the gorgeous marble floor. In the refraction of light, she saw that the restaurant entrance was crowded with people.

Aunt Rong, who was in the lead, had a face full of sarcasm and an expression of uncontrollable disgust.

Meng Yuan's scalp tensed up and she gritted her teeth secretly.

He's just a canary kept here by President Han, but he really thinks he's an important person!

Threaten her?

A huge resentment flashed in Meng Yuan's eyes.

She wanted to see how long a favored child like President Han could pamper her!

......Master bedroom.

As soon as Fang Li entered the room, the cell phone beside the bed started ringing loudly, and it seemed like it had been ringing for a long time.

She took a deep breath and went over.

As I walked to the bed, the phone that was ringing happily suddenly stopped.

She frowned, bent down to pick it up, and then the phone in her hand became active again, the screen flashing, it was Wen Yang.

Fang Li turned around and sat on the bed, picked up the phone and put it to her ear.

"Li Zi, what's going on? Why did you take so long to answer the phone? Did something happen?" Wen Yang asked anxiously.

Fang Li took a deep breath, "Something happened... I was bitten by a dog."

"...dog..." Wen Yang was puzzled and asked with a breath, "Is it the kind of dog with four legs? Or...the kind of dog I think it is?"

“Both.”

"Haha, so miserable." Wen Yang suddenly chuckled, and from the tone he sounded he didn't quite believe it.

Fang Li curled her lips, "You don't love me anymore, but you can actually laugh when you hear me being bitten by a dog."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have laughed. Then can I ask specifically what the dog that bit you looked like, and how did your Mr. Han react when you were bitten?" Wen Yang asked frivolously.

"One is probably an adult poodle, black, half a person's height. The other one looks like the Painted Skin in Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, wearing human skin and doing sneaky things!" Fang Li said angrily.

"...So detailed! What you said can't be true?!" Wen Yang finally heard that Fang Li's tone was wrong, paused, and said in surprise.

Fang Li: "So you thought I was joking for a long time."

"I, I didn't expect that. You've already arrived in Beijing and have a big boss like President Han protecting you, but you were still bitten by a dog. It's unbelievable! I was wondering why your husband was not at the closing ceremony of the corporate summit. It turns out it's because you left early!" Wen Yang spoke lightly, but there was a hint of worry in her tone.

"So how are you now?"

Fang Li pursed her lips: "That's it. My wrist had more than a dozen stitches, so it might leave a scar."

"How could it be so serious!" Wen Yang's breath suddenly hitched, and he asked her, "Whose dog is so blind? Where were you bitten? Have you reported it to the police? What did your boss Han say?!"

"I was bitten at home and didn't call the police." Fang Li said.

"At home? Han Xi's own dog?"

"No." Fang Li sighed slightly and said, "It's the dog raised by his third uncle's daughter."

"What! What's Han Xi's attitude? He won't just let it go for his uncle's sake, will he?" Wen Yang was furious. "Don't you live alone with Han Xi? Why would his uncle's daughter bring a dog to your house?"

"I don't know either." Fang Li said.

Wen Yang gasped in anger: "What about Han Xi?"

"Him?" Fang Li took a deep breath. "He was pretty angry. He went to the Han family's old house and made a scene that night. However, Han Shiyu had already gone abroad, so we haven't seen her since."

"Damn! She's a fast runner!" Wen Yang said indignantly.

Fang Li couldn't help but smile: "You sound so disappointed. How about I wait for her to come back and tell you, and then you can help me vent my anger?"

"Well, this isn't my turn." Wen Yang said with regret, but in a serious tone, "Boss Han was so desperate for his beloved that he left such an important corporate summit without a second thought. With him around, there's always room for me to make a difference."

Fang Li curled her lips: "Coward, no conscience."

Every time he speaks with righteous indignation, he always ends up hiding obediently at the back. What a weak guy!

"Are you scolding me?" Wen Yang was suspicious and said angrily, "Do you think I've been talking nonsense all day long?"

"I didn't say that."

"You think so!"

Fang Li raised her eyebrows: "Think... then I would definitely think so."

"Little Pear, you're done!"

Wen Yang's voice suddenly faded away, and then she leaned in closer to the receiver and said, "I'm going to take a call. Wait until I come to Beijing to deal with you."

Beep beep beep...

Before she could answer, the phone was hung up.

Coming to Beijing?

Fang Li didn't care. She raised her eyebrows, exited the call page, and opened Weibo to check it.

As I was browsing, I came across the information related to Song Yuchen and his team's new movie. It was said that Wenxi Film and Television, which was originally responsible for the investment, suddenly withdrew its investment for some unknown reason. Fortunately, Yaoxing had a strong backing, and Shengshi Group stepped in in time to fill this gap.

She hadn't heard from Song Yuchen and Yu Wei for several days, and suddenly felt that they seemed to have disappeared from her life.

Fang Li just took a quick glance and passed by.

She was staring at her phone bored when she suddenly heard a noise at the door. Soon, the door was pushed open and a tall man stepped in.

"Why are you back?" Fang Li was surprised.

Han Xi smiled without saying anything. He walked over and sat down beside her. He took her hand that was placed by his side and fixed her with deep eyes, asking inquiringly, "Why are you alone in the room?"

His palm was warm and dry. Fang Li couldn't help but think of the hand that had been messing around her waist last night. Her eyes flickered and she looked at him.

Meeting her gaze, Han Xi raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong?"

"You last night...?"

"Last night?" Han Xi asked in a low voice, with a hint of deep meaning in his tone.

Fang Li's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked away unnaturally and said, "...Nothing."

Han Xi held her hand and brought her into his arms.

Fang Li's heart tightened, and she quickly glanced at the door, only to find that it was closed. The room was quiet and there were only the two of them. She couldn't help but frown in nervousness.

Seeing her frown, Han Xi stopped hugging her and immediately looked down at her: "Did I touch you? Does your hand hurt?"

"......" Fang Li shook her head. Her cheeks felt a little hot from being heated by him. She wanted to take the opportunity to pull her hand away and escape, but unfortunately, she failed.

Han Xi smiled as he looked at her flickering eyes. He seemed to have guessed what she was thinking. He stretched out his arms and took her into his arms. He held her in his arms and said meaningfully, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Fang Li felt hot air spraying from her head, and in front of her was the man's Adam's apple rolling faintly. She froze and suddenly thought of something.

So, the person she vaguely saw last night was him, and she was not dreaming!

He had clearly slept with her secretly, and even deliberately asked her how she slept alone. How could this man be so nasty!

Fang Li felt awkward: "You...you did it on purpose!"

"What?" Han Xi asked knowingly.

Fang Li didn't know what she was thinking. She was so angry that she opened her mouth and bit the neck in front of her. She used some force, but soon let go.

When she let go, she was shocked to see the red mark on the man's neck.

There was a loud bang in the head, and the whole head turned red and warm in an instant.

"I..." Fang Li breathed lightly, and stood there in a daze, feeling a little uneasy.

Above her head, Han Xi's eyes suddenly deepened.

Before Fang Li was ready, a big hand slid down and grasped the back of her neck. He tilted his body slightly to avoid her injured right hand, and then turned his well-built body and pressed Fang Li onto the big bed behind him.

The handsome man fell to the ground, his dark eyes fixed on the woman in front of him, and his voice was hoarse: "Has anyone told you that a man's neck cannot move?"