Chapter Twenty-Six: Zhiqing's Dedication
There is also Shen Boyuan, obviously everyone's family backgrounds are almost the same, just because he is not the destined successor of the Fu Group, so he can humiliate himself like this.
Fu Yuwen's heart suppressed extreme unwillingness and anger, such anger made his heart tremble and roar, like a beast about to eat people, roaring wildly in the cage, eager to break out of the cage.
"Brother Wen, are you okay? ”
The doctor's crisp and worried voice came into Fu Yuwen's ears.
Fu Yuwen raised his head blankly and looked in the direction of the sound.
But I saw Shen Zhiqing, who had lost her gorgeous clothes yesterday, was wearing a home dress, revealing a white neck, as well as slender and slender calves with a graceful curve.
The eyebrows are curved, the narrow eyes are as charming and amorous as a fox, the nose is straight, and the lips are not dotted.
Although it is not as beautiful as Shen Ling, it is not a beauty.
And at this moment, the beauty in front of her frowned slightly, and her eyes were full of undisguised worry and affection.
"Qing'er..."
Fu Yuwen muttered a little confused.
Then he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Shen Zhiqing's face, but he felt his body go soft, and before his outstretched fingers could catch the face in front of him, he slid down softly and hung down at his side. The whole person couldn't help but lean on Shen Zhiqing's body.
"Brother Yuwen... I'll help you rest for a while. ”
Shen Zhiqing hurriedly carried Fu Yuwen to her room, her feelings for Fu Yuwen were not fake, Fu Yuwen was young and handsome, personable, and used to speaking to please people, and the future was limitless.
Shen Zhiqing felt that such an excellent and handsome man was simply tailor-made for herself.
Yesterday, I heard that my father was going to send Shen Ling to Fu Yuwen's bed, and then broke it in public, so that Shen Ling had no way to retreat.
Although she knew in her heart that it was right to do so, and she knew that doing so was the best choice at the moment, she was always a little unhappy in her heart.
After all, in Shen Zhiqing's eyes, Fu Yuwen has long been her own private property.
Just watching Fu Yuwen do his best to please her in front of Shen Ling every day already made Shen Zhiqing feel as if she was soaking in a vinegar vat.
But Shen Zhiqing knew that Shen Ling was just a dying person, and he couldn't really do anything, just a name. There is no need to be afraid at all, so I feel a little relieved.
But this time it was different, this time she wanted her to push her beloved man into the thorn in her eye - Shen Ling's bed.
This made Shen Zhiqing's heart feel as if she was soaked in Coptis chinensis, astringent and bitter. But she had no choice but to make a secret note for Shen Ling in her heart.
Yesterday, when she broke into the bedroom on the pretext that she had soiled the other ladies' clothes and brought them in for a change, she was mentally prepared.
But the moment she actually pushed open the bedroom door and found it empty, she knew that the plan had fallen through, and that there must have been some accident that they hadn't expected.
But Shen Zhiqing's heart couldn't help but overflow with sweet joy, she didn't know how to describe her mood.
So when she told Shen Boyuan that her plan had failed, she was even secretly happy in her heart.
At this moment, seeing the person she was thinking about fell softly on her body, a feeling of pity surged throughout her body.
She hurriedly helped the man into her bed, and looked distressed at the originally handsome and handsome cheeks in front of her, but now they were haggard and embarrassed.
And Fu Yuwen was paralyzed on Shen Zhiqing's bed, looking at the ceiling with blank eyes, his mind flying out of the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.
Shen Zhiqing looked at the man in front of her, who had never been so tired, hurriedly went out and poured a glass of water, and then handed it to Fu Yuwen's mouth.
"Brother Yuwen, drink some water, you've worked too hard. ”
Shen Zhiqing gently held Fu Yuwen's neck and put the water cup to Fu Yuwen's lips.
Looking at the beautiful face in front of him, which was close at hand and full of worry, Fu Yuwen's eyes could even sweep the curves that Shen Zhiqing's thin home clothes couldn't hide.
For a while, the anger of being betrayed by Fu Shengyan and Shen Ling, the humiliation of being taught by Shen Boyuan, and the shadow caused by Shen Zhiqing's ignorance of him some time ago, a lot of grievances and unwillingness came to my heart.
The woman in front of her was worried about him at this moment, she belonged to him completely, there was no Fu Shengyan, no cross-eyebrows, and no deep humiliation.
What's more, she is Shen Boyuan's daughter, the daughter of Shen Boyuan who made him lose face.
Fu Yuwen felt an inexplicable rush of blood in his head, and he was a little fluttering.
So he stretched out his hand and took Shen Zhiqing to the bed and lay down beside him.
"Brother Wen's ......"
The water cup in Shen Zhiqing's hand fell silently on the carpet next to the bed, and a large water stain appeared.
Shen Zhiqing muttered his name with some discomfort, as if she couldn't understand his sudden movements.
Listening to Shen Zhiqing's soft voice, it fell into his ears like a cat scratching.
Fu Yuwen instantly bullied up, buried his head deep in Shen Zhiqing's white neck, and took a deep breath,
"Qing'er, give it to me. ”
Then he began to untie Shen Zhiqing's clothes.
"Ahh
Shen Zhiqing exclaimed in a low voice, her means of wanting to capture the past have always been very good, although she has also given Fu Yuwen a lot of sweetness, but she has never let Fu Yuwen cross the thunder pool by half a step.
Because she deeply knows the inferior nature of men - what you can't get is the best, and what is too easy to get will not be cherished.
Subconsciously, Shen Zhiqing wanted to push away the wanton man on her body.
But when her eyes touched the confusion and panic in Fu Yuwen's eyes, the joy of regaining when she opened the door yesterday and saw that there was no one in the room seemed to come back to her heart all of a sudden.
She was so distressed and deeply attached to the man in front of her.
So, Shen Zhiqing's raised hand was quietly lowered again.
"Brother Wen, be gentle. ”
Shen Zhiqing heard her shy voice say this.
Fu Yuwen, who was recognized by Shen Zhiqing, seemed to have received a huge motivation.
He tore at Shen Zhiqing's thin clothes more casually, revealing large areas of her fair skin.
Shen Zhiqing gently greeted him, and her gentle whisper was like a soft nocturne.
"Mr. Shen, Fu Yuwen, Fu Yuwen, he ......"
Shen Boyuan's subordinates looked at Shen Boyuan, who was sulking at the desk, with some fear. There was a low pressure in the study, and Shen Boyuan's anger just now seemed to be still vivid.
"If you have something, you can say what it looks like. ”
Shen Boyuan said impatiently.
"Fu Yuwen has been in Miss Zhiqing's house for a while."
The meaning in a short sentence is self-evident.
After this person finished speaking, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Shen Boyuan's expression again.
"Nonsense!"
Shen Boyuan's hand slapped again on the desk, which had been devastated countless times.
That person lowered his eyebrows and didn't dare to speak, for fear that he would become Shen Boyuan's punching bag.
"That's it, since Zhiqing is willing, let them go. Help them guard the door so that no one else can see it. ”
Shen Boyuan waved his hand and motioned for him to hurry down.
"Yes. ”
The reporter breathed a sigh of relief and retreated.
The treacherous Shen Boyuan is well versed in employing people, and knows that his suppression of Fu Yuwen today is too powerful, and he is still thinking about what other way to make up for it, so as not to cause a backlash.
Now Shen Zhiqing's approach can be regarded as a solution to his troubles, although it is a bit ridiculous to say that doing this kind of thing in the Shen family's blue sky and daylight.
But Shen Boyuan is not a decent gentleman, anyway, Shen Ling is not at home, let them go.