Fang Zhiyu and Vivian came out of the mall and were about to leave, when a familiar black Bentley slowly drove up and stopped on the side of the road.

Vivian raised her eyebrows when she saw the excitement, and said deliberately, "Boss, this car looks very similar to Mr. Xiao's car, won't it be here to pick you up?"

Fang Zhiyu didn't have the slightest surprise on her face, she frowned imperceptibly, took a half step back, and her full cherry lips pursed into a straight line.

The window of the car was lowered, revealing the handsome side of the man, and his eyes looked over faintly, skipping Vivien, and fixing on the little woman.

"Get in the car. Xiao Junchen nodded slightly.

Fang Zhiyu stepped forward and was about to speak, but she smelled a special smell on the man's body, different from the slightly cold fir smell on weekdays, today the man has a faint aroma of bitter orange leaves and lavender.

This perfume smells very special, and the last time she smelled it was on Wen Jingxuan's body.

Imagining that the man would be stained with such a strong smell because of some intimate action, Fang Zhiyu's expression became more and more cold, and her apricot eyes were a little dark.

She only felt like she had knocked over a glass of lemon juice in her heart, and the sour and astringent breath wrapped her whole body, and her chest also felt like a lump of cotton choked, making her feel uncomfortable breathing.

Fang Zhiyu tilted her head, frowned and pretended to question, the corners of her mouth hooked up a faint smile, but her eyes were cold, with a bit of thick vinegar that she hadn't even noticed, "Hmm, aren't you accompanying Wen Jingxuan?"

The man was stunned for a moment, as if he understood something, and there was a bit of banter in his ink pupils, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why should I accompany her?"

Fang Zhiyu pursed her lips, with a little shame in her eyes, and glared at him angrily, but did not answer his question.

Xiao Junchen frowned, he understood something from her unusual reaction, his expression was slightly gloomy, and his voice was cold, "What, what did you see?"

I didn't expect him to ask such a question suddenly, Fang Zhiyu hesitated, but still took out her mobile phone, clicked a few times to bring up the page, and then handed it over.

The red lips pursed slightly unconsciously, like a child whose favorite toy was snatched away but awkwardly said that he didn't want it, and pretended to be indifferent, "In this way, it was my fault to leave you to eat yesterday, and it ruined the date between the two of you." ”

The man looked at the news, his expression became more and more indifferent, and his dark eyes were a little incomprehensible with a little darkness, and he glanced at the little woman who was still immersed in the vinegar jar.

Xiao Junchen handed the phone back, but there was no explanation.

Seeing that he was so indifferent that it almost seemed to be a default reaction, Fang Zhiyu unconsciously grabbed her mobile phone, and was about to say something, but suddenly saw the man push the car door and walked around to her.

The man suddenly leaned down and trapped her between the car door and his arms.

Looking at the handsome man in front of her, her heartbeat unconsciously skipped a beat, and what she wanted to say was instantly forgotten.

"Click!"

There was a sound of the car door opening, and before she could react, she saw Xiao Junchen suddenly leaning over, one hand passing through her knees, and the other hand around her eyes.

In the blink of an eye, she was lying in the man's arms in a standard princess holding position.

Xiao Junchen gently put Fang Zhiyu in the passenger seat, and when he saw that she reacted, he wanted to get up and flee, the man quickly lowered his head, and the distance between the two was instantly shortened because of each other's movements, and their breathing seemed to be entangled.

The lips seemed to be sticky, and Fang Zhiyu stiffened.

"Sit down. Xiao Junchen's voice was low, with a little imperceptible bewitchment, like a glass of red wine that has been years old.

As she spoke, the man tugged on the seat belt to make sure she wasn't struggling anymore before getting up and closing the door.

Nodding to Vivian, who was standing next to her with a gossip face and silently watching the excitement, the man turned around and got into the car.

The black Bentley swiped in a smooth arc and turned into the traffic.

Fang Zhiyu sat silently in the co-pilot, looking at her reflection in the car window, she couldn't help blinking, only to feel that her lips still seemed to retain the burning sensation of a man's breathing.

But thinking of that news and the man's vague attitude towards Wen Jingxuan, she felt a nameless fire rushing straight to her head, and the charming atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant.

There was an eerie silence in the car for a while.

Twenty minutes later, looking at the gradually unfamiliar scenery outside the car, Fang Zhiyu pursed her lips, with a little entanglement in her eyes.

She glanced at Xiao Junchen a few times, seeing that the route was becoming more and more strange, she couldn't care about her anger, and frowned and said, "Where is this going?"

"Finally willing to speak?" the man quipped, with a playful smile in his eyes.

Seeing that the little woman frowned again, as if she wanted to "blow up" again, he smiled and said, "I won't tease you, I'm serious." ”

As he spoke, the car turned a corner, and the scenery on the side of the road became more and more unfamiliar, with a sense of uncivilized savage growth.

"There's a little party in the evening to take you along to see it. ”

Fang Zhiyu pursed her lips and did not speak again.

The scenery outside the car window changes again, and through a large field of tall trees, it suddenly opens up to a villa area, with small European-style villas with spires hidden among the verdant greenery.

The car stopped in front of a pure white villa, and several sports cars were already parked in the courtyard of the villa.

As soon as he entered, the door of the villa opened, and a somewhat gentle and handsome young man with thin gold-rimmed eyes came out of it.

Seeing the two of them, a little smile appeared on his face, and he raised his hand and quipped, "Junchen, you're too late, and you'll be punished with three cups in a while." ”

The young man's tone was very familiar, Xiao Junchen also looked light, did not show any displeasure, and the relationship between the two was very unusual at first glance.

Fang Zhiyu blinked, with a bit of scrutiny in her eyes, she had never seen Xiao Junchen be able to stay with other people so relaxed, and for a while, she actually felt a little novel.

As soon as the young man turned his head and saw Fang Zhiyu, his eyes lit up instantly, and he said with a smile, "This is my sister-in-law?"

was shocked by this title, and Fang Zhiyu's face showed a little embarrassment and dazedness.

Xiao Junchen kept glancing at her, and when he saw this, a faint smile appeared in his dark eyes.

"Hello, sister-in-law," the young man stepped over to Xiao Junchen very familiarly and greeted her.

After a pause, as if remembering something, he suddenly said, "I forgot to introduce myself, I am Ling Zhinan, your husband's good friend, you can call me Zhinan." ”

Fang Zhiyu ignored the word "husband", hooked the corners of her lips, and smiled politely, "Hello, I'm Fang Zhiyu." ”

Ling Zhinan squinted and smiled, and said, "Sister-in-law, let's go in." ”

After saying that, he pushed open the door of the villa.