Chapter 225 This is the last time
Fu Zheng's eyes were empty and unfocused, as if he was savoring something.
He turned to look at Wen Liang, his high brow bones casting sharp shadows on his eye sockets, and his dark eyes were meaningful.
Wen Liang cursed the pervert in his heart and glared back coldly.
Instead of being angry, Fu Zheng chuckled softly.
The smile was bright, but it made Wen Liang's back numb.
She hurriedly changed the subject, "Fanfan, do you have any winter vacation homework?"
Fu Shifan looked up and blinked, "Yes, but those are too simple."
"All right."
"Uncle, should I go home now? I also want to go to the cocktail party." Fu Shifan looked up at Fu Zheng and shook his arm.
"Fanfan, be obedient. I'll take you home first. When you come back, uncle will bring you some cakes to eat."
"I don't want to eat cakes. I want to go to the cocktail party."
"no."
"Hmph! I'm ignoring you!" Fu Shifan's face was puffed up. She turned away, moved towards Wen Liang, and hugged her. "Auntie, I still want to sleep with you tonight."
Wen Liang almost agreed.
She hesitated for a few seconds and declined politely, "Fanfan, my aunt might be back very late tonight, can you sleep alone?"
Fu Shifan remained calm and said, "I can wait for you."
"But my aunt came back too late and couldn't take care of you."
"I can take care of myself. I can wash my face, brush my teeth, and take off my clothes by myself. If you come back too late, I will go to bed first!"
Wen Liang: “…”
Seeing Wen Liang silent, Fu Shifan pouted and looked at her pitifully, "Aunt, do you not like me anymore? Do you find me annoying?"
Looking at her big watery eyes, Wen Liang's heart softened and he quickly said, "No, Auntie doesn't dislike you."
"You are lying! You just dislike Fanfan! Wuuuuuu... Aunt, please don't dislike Fanfan, okay? Fanfan is a very good boy!" Fu Shifan covered her face and cried.
When Wen Liang heard this, her heart ached. She put her arm around Fu Shifan's shoulders and patted him gently, "Fanfan, auntie really doesn't dislike you! Don't cry, auntie didn't refuse."
"Really? You must be lying to me." Fu Shifan's voice choked.
"Really!" Wen Liang nodded quickly, resting her head against Fu Shifan's, and said affectionately, "Auntie won't lie to you. I'll send you back to her house now. Before she comes back, will you listen to what your Auntie Tang says?"
"I know my aunt is the best to me!"
Fu Shifan turned around and threw himself into Wen Liang's arms, looking up at her with a smile, his eyes full of triumph, without a single tear on his face.
Wen Liang looked at her in surprise, and immediately realized that he had been fooled.
She reached out and tickled Fu Shifan's armpits, "Good boy, Fu Shifan! You even learned to pretend to cry!"
Fu Shifan giggled when Wen Liang tickled her. He twisted and turned to dodge, and begged for mercy with a smile, "Auntie, please stop tickling me, hahahaha... I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again!"
Fu Zheng sat quietly aside, legs crossed, leaning against the back of the chair, his slender white hands casually placed on his legs, looking at the two of them with a smile on his face, his eyes full of doting.
Fu Shifan laughed so hard that tears almost came out. He couldn't help but move towards Fu Zheng and climbed onto his legs. "Uncle, uncle! I'm dying of laughter, please save me!"
Fu Zheng put one arm around Fu Shifan's small body and held Wen Liang's hand with the other, "Okay, stop making trouble."
The tone was gentle, with a hint of helplessness, as if Wen Liang was a child who needed to be coaxed by adults.
His hands were big, with long fingers, white backs, and clearly visible veins. He wrapped her hands tightly, feeling hot and rough as he stroked her delicate skin, making her feel itchy.
Wen Liang pulled his hand back, "I'll spare you this time."
She sighed silently in her heart.
The refusal failed, the alienation failed.
Never mind, let’s just treat it as the last time.
She will definitely refuse next time.
The driver asked, "Sir, do you want to change the route now?"
"No need, go to the villa first to get some of Fanfan's clothes, and then go to the madam."
"good."
The car stopped at the entrance of the community. Wen Liang got out, carrying a bag of clothes, and personally took Fu Shifan upstairs.
Tang Shishi was lying on the sofa playing with her phone. When she saw Wen Liang coming back, she said, "Send her..."
Before she could finish her words, she saw Fu Shifan coming in from behind and immediately shut her mouth.
Wen Liang felt somewhat guilty and didn't dare to look Tang Shishi in the eye. He put his bag on the sofa and said, "Tang, please help me take care of Fanfan tonight. I have something to do and will be back later."
In front of Fu Shifan, Tang Shishi quickly agreed, "Okay, go ahead and get busy. Fanfan, have dinner with Auntie tonight!"
"Okay." Fu Shifan responded crisply, "Thank you for troubling Aunt Tang."
Wen Liang was afraid that Fu Shifan would be bored, so he took out the iPad and gave it to her, gave her a few instructions, and turned to leave.
As soon as she got out of the elevator, she heard a WeChat message alert on her phone.
She opened it and saw a disdainful emoticon sent by Tang Shishi. "Tell me what's going on? Why didn't you send her away?"
Wen Liang was silent for a few seconds, "Don't worry, this is the last time."
Don't worry at all.
Tang Shishi finally understood that Emperor Fu was too insidious. He knew that Wen Liang was obsessed with the child, so he used the child to seduce Wen Liang.
"Are you sure?"
"Sure." Wen Liang replied firmly.
"Okay, I believe you then. By the way, what are you doing tonight? Don't come back too late."
"Private matter."
Tang Shishi couldn't imagine that Wen Liang would have any other private matters. She rolled her eyes and said, "Don't tell me, is this related to Fu Zheng?"
Wen Liang: “…”
She just walked to the gate of the community, opened the car door and got in, then turned off the screen and pretended not to see it.
After a few minutes, she replied, "How come?"
"Oh."
“…”
The car pulled up in front of a private styling studio.
Wen Liang looked up and saw that it was the same place as last time.
She couldn't help but think of how embarrassed she was at the charity dinner, both mentally and physically.
"What are you thinking about?" Fu Zheng asked casually as he saw her standing there motionless.
Wen Liang came back to his senses, "Nothing."
In the studio, Wen Liang sat in front of the mirror.
The makeup artist first removed Wen Liang's makeup, saying as she did so, "Miss Wen, your skin is so good..."
Before she could finish her compliment, the makeup artist's expression froze.
After removing her makeup, her skin was white and smooth, like silk.
But there were several incongruous scars on the silk, as if the threads had been scratched by a cat's claws.
Wen Liang noticed her gaze and expression and explained, "I was injured before."
The scar was sharp and neat, as if it had been deliberately cut with a knife.
The makeup artist said, "You have fair skin, so it's easy to cover up."
Fu Zheng stood aside, feeling as if his heart had been stung by a bee, causing him great pain.
After putting on makeup and styling her hair, the stylist matched Wen Liang with a haute couture dress.
When she came out of the locker room, Fu Zheng sat on the sofa, looked up at her, and a trace of elusive surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Let's go." Wen Liang glanced at him indifferently.
Fu Zheng pursed his lips, his throat feeling sore.
He still remembered the last time she came out after changing her clothes, turned around in front of him with a smile, and asked him if she looked good.
Now, she just glanced at the mirror and walked away.
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