Chapter 381 Prop Dolls in the Strategy Guide (46)
When Shang Jue was pulled away by the security personnel, Fu Yanwen slowly smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeves: "Boss Shang, it seems that you have chosen a not very suitable place today."
This is the Fu family's home turf. If Fu Yanwen can get someone to snatch Su Yu away from him, he will never be able to stay in this circle again.
"We are all respectable people. Mr. Shang, do you want to leave on your own, or should I ask you to leave?"
Shang Jue looked at him solemnly and clenched his fists tightly.
After a long while, he unclenched his fist and said, "Don't bother, Mr. Fu."
Shang Jue turned around and strode away, murderous intent surging in his eyes. Today was indeed not a good time to take someone away. It just so happened that he also had to go back and investigate Shen Xinghe's matter.
The assistant who had been watching from a distance quickly followed.
The scene just now was exciting to watch, but unfortunately I was far away and didn’t hear what they said.
With one person missing, the atmosphere suddenly became more relaxed.
Fu Yanwen didn't even look at the rest of the people, or rather, he didn't take them seriously at all. He bent down, picked up Su Yu and left.
Fu Zhou was anxious: "Uncle, where are you taking her?"
Fu Yanwen didn't even turn his head and said in a cold voice: "Does it have anything to do with you?"
Fu Zhou choked. That’s what he said, but he couldn’t say it so directly, right?
Fu Zhou: "I just care about her..."
Fu Yanwen: "She has me, does she need your care?"
Fu Zhou: "..." When did my uncle become so poisonous?
Shen Xinghe felt that he should say something.
As the owner of the prop doll, she is qualified to care.
However, before she could open her mouth, Fu Yanwen said calmly: "Mr. Jiang, please take Miss Shen away first. I have some personal matters to deal with. In addition, I heard that your laboratory needs to purchase a batch of instruments and consumables recently. In order to celebrate the success of the project, I will personally fund this money and donate it free of charge."
"By the way, Fu Zhou is right. Shen Xinghe does not have twin sisters."
After saying these few words lightly, Fu Yanwen didn't waste any more time and carried the person to the lounge upstairs.
Shen Xinghe gritted her teeth as she tried her best to get away with it. She had never seen a man more disgusting than Fu Yanwen, a scoundrel!
…
The upstairs lounge corridor was dark and quiet.
A steady and rhythmic sound of footsteps was heard, occasionally accompanied by the unbearable moans of a woman.
"Fu Yanwen, do I have a fever?"
Su Yu pressed her face against Fu Yanwen's chest, the cool gem brooch against her hot cheek: "But I'm a prop doll, how can I have a fever?"
"Everyone gets sick."
But she wasn't really sick, it was more like something else.
Fu Yanwen's expression was cold. The man was very brave to drug the Fu family's banquet.
Su Yu shook her head: "But I'm not a human."
Fu Yanwen: "...You are."
Su Yu insisted: "I am not, I am a prop doll."
Fu Yanwen pushed open the door of a lounge and locked it behind him. He took the time to reply, "You are a human being. Only humans eat and sleep?"
Su Yu retorted: "Kittens and puppies can do the same."
Fu Yanwen bent down and put the person on the bed: "Then are you a kitten or a puppy?"
Su Yu shook her head: "I am a prop doll."
Fu Yanwen pointed at Su Yu and said that she was not a prop doll, which was like someone pointing at another person's nose and saying that he was not a human being. It was a huge insult.
In the end, Fu Yanwen had no choice but to give up correcting her cognition.
He raised his hand and touched Su Yu's forehead. It wasn't very hot, but her cheeks were a little hot.
"Just bear with it for a moment. I'll ask a private doctor to come and take a look at what's going on."
Su Yu hugged him: "No, it hurts..."
The girl's cheeks were as red as the pretty peach blossoms on the branches in spring: "Where's Shen Xinghe? Why hasn't she come over yet?"
Fu Yanwen couldn't bear to hear Shen Xinghe's name now: "Why are you looking for her?"
"Look for her... to help me heal my illness..."
Fu Yanwen chuckled: "She can't cure your disease."
"She can, she has... everything..."
Fu Yanwen didn't hear clearly: "What does she have?"
"She has..." System.
But he couldn't utter the word "system". It seemed that the existence of the system could not be revealed to others, not even Su Yu.
Su Yu suddenly frowned: "The bed is so hard."
Fu Yanwen:?
The girl's eyes were filled with tears. She instinctively kicked off her high heels. Her skirt was violently pulled down, and her bra stickers became crooked.
The skirt got stuck at the waist and couldn't be lowered.
Su Yu tugged at Fu Yanwen's sleeve: "Fu Yanwen, help me take off my clothes."
Fu Yanwen stared at her for a while, then reached out and pulled her into his arms, his fingertips resting on the zipper on her back: "Have you and Shang Jue met before? Before you met me."
Su Yu shook her head: "No."
I silently said in my heart, I have seen him after I met you, but the time we met was before I met you.
Although it is outrageous, it is indeed true.
Fu Yanwen pinched the zipper and pulled it down a little: "Really?"
"It's true, it's absolutely true, please hurry up." Su Yu urged.
Fu Yanwen lowered his eyes and put away his hesitation. He exerted a little force on his wrist, and the zipper slid smoothly across his spine and was pulled to his waist.
Su Yu immediately took off her skirt to cool down briefly.
"Fu Yanwen, can you hold me tight?"
Fu Yanwen's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his arms tightened a little, and his voice was restrained: "The doctor will be here soon."
Su Yu groaned in an unconscious state: "No doctor."
Fu Yanwen was caught off guard and groaned, and his Adam's apple was bitten.
The man studied it carefully like a curious cat: "What is this?"
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Fu Yanwen's forehead.
Fu Yanwen held back with great willpower and turned on the recording function on his phone. He said in a low voice, "Say what you just said again."
"What's this?"
"No, one more sentence."
Su Yu pressed her red lips against his: "I don't want a doctor, I want you."
Su Yu vaguely realized that she seemed to have been poisoned by Chinese medicine. This kind of thing was not unfamiliar to prop dolls. When they were produced, relevant memories were implanted in their minds.
Even when some hosts are unwilling to have a relationship with the target of the strategy but have to do so, a prop substitute is a good choice.
But now Su Yu is just doing it for her own comfort.
This sentence was accurately and clearly recorded into the mobile phone.
I don't know when the lights in the house went out.
Outside the door, the private doctor hurried over, carrying a medicine box and knocked on the door of the lounge.
Not open.
I knocked a few more times, but it still didn't open.
Looking at the several unanswered call records on his phone, the private doctor seemed to realize something and threw the medicine box to the ground.
Damn, is a doctor’s life not a life?
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