He is really good at pretending, he pretends to be a gentleman just like the real one.
Such a delicate little girl, defenseless, hanging around him all day, and he actually...
But if he was really so noble, why would he choose to marry in order to fight for the family property?
So, hypocritical people always have a hundred hypocritical ways to make themselves feel noble.
This is also good. If Zhou Jingxiu hadn't insisted on being a hypocrite, how could he have gotten such a big advantage?
It's really difficult for him to be a "gentleman".
Oh, forget it. A little impatience will ruin a big plan.
"Be good, you're the one who suffers." Suppressing the restlessness in his body, Fu Siyan raised his hand to tuck the girl's hair behind her ears, and touched her head, "Go to sleep."
Shen Huan's little head was in a daze, and he didn't quite understand what he heard, but he was really sleepy.
She was also afraid that if she fell asleep, her brother would disappear, so after thinking about it, she came up with a compromise.
Fu Siyan originally wanted to take a shower to cool down, but was instead held by a small hand and then a big hand: "..."
The real touch in his hand made Shen Huan feel at ease. Holding the man's hand, he soon fell asleep.
With his right hand grabbed, Fu Siyan couldn't do anything.
Thinking of the culprit who caused him trouble today, he took his cell phone out of his pocket, muted it, and typed with one hand.
【What's going on with the trending search? 】
Wen Yao was shocked when he received a message from his boss late at night, but he felt relieved when he saw that it was not to assign him any work.
[Someone online is making a fuss about Mr. Yan and Miss Shen. Don't worry about this trivial matter. PR has already taken care of it. Don't worry, Mr. Yan.]
[Not bad, quite capable.]
There is no tone in text, and you can’t see the other person’s expression through the phone.
Wen Yao, who was originally waiting for praise, received it as expected, so he naturally didn't notice the man's sarcasm.
Compliments flowed freely: [It is my duty to honor you, Mr. Yan.]
[Yeah, so I have to give you some chicken thighs.]
Wen Yao was about to refuse, but before he could formulate his words, the man's next message came right after.
[Please send the project report to my email before tomorrow night.]
Wen Yao: ???
Wasn’t the previous deadline the afternoon after tomorrow?
How come his time was suddenly cut in half?
What's going on?
Wen Yao was confused, but he didn't dare to ask.
He is so numb that he can't even sleep. He loves his work. He loves his work very much. He is an excellent successor to socialism.
Scratching his hair, Wen Yao was forced to get out of the warm bed, open his notebook, and start working hard.
Fu Siyan is really evil to the core.
When he is unhappy, he also wants to find ways to make others unhappy.
After squeezing my assistant, I felt much better.
The most important thing is that it diverts his attention, so he doesn't have to hold it in so uncomfortably.
The girl fell asleep quickly due to the alcohol. After she fell asleep, Fu Siyan slowly withdrew his hand.
I tucked her in and went to the bathroom.
Cold water poured down the shower head. Looking at the place where he reacted, Fu Siyan pursed his lips with a dark face.
I never thought that there would be such a day for him.
It took a full half hour before the anger in my body was finally relieved.
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Thousands of lights are bright.
The world outside is colorful, but the room is lonely.
Wine bottles were scattered all over the floor, and among them, a man was sitting dejectedly on the floor, leaning against the bed.
Hold a photo and keep looking at it.
"Huanhuan, where are you?"
Zhou Jingxiu muttered to himself as his fingers gently stroked the girl's fair and tender smiling face.
He didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed with the results of today's search.
If she was not in Fu Siyan's hands, she would be less dangerous.
But if Fu Siyan hadn't imprisoned her, then she had chosen to leave.
No, impossible!
Just thinking about the latter possibility made Zhou Jingxiu's breathing stop.
How could Huanhuan not answer his call? She hasn't even asked him for an explanation yet.
Yes, she would not leave him, she would not leave him, never.
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