Changsheng followed the instructions and sent the room number of the presidential suite on the top floor of a six-star hotel to a certain mobile phone.

At night, Fu Xicen drove out alone.

For safety reasons, Changsheng stopped slightly, "Master, why don't you arrange a driver......"

The driver will definitely not be needed, and if he takes one more person to the appointment tonight, his self-esteem as a man will be challenged.

But Fu Xicen didn't expect it at all, but an hour later, he lost even the most basic dignity of being a man.

When he arrived, he stood at the door for another minute before swiping his card.

When he entered, a huge screen of landscape paintings blocked Fu Xicen's view.

Bypassing the screen, in the dim room, only the floor lamp by the window is on, and the night scene of the entire Wencheng is about to be dark.

It took him a while to get used to finding her on the side of the living room couch.

The light was dim, and she wore the ankle-length coat she wore that night.

His hair was messy, and he fell into his fair neck.

The woman nestled in the couch, like a noble Persian cat, and seemed to be napping, not even noticing that he had come in.

In this environment, Fu Xicen's vision was blurred so that she could barely see her clearly, but the extremely black and white color contrast hit the man's eyes fiercely.

He just came back from the army today, and he still has a dark green uniform T-shirt inside.

Only a long black trench coat was put on the outside, and the bottom was black trousers and Martin boots, which looked quite nondescript.

But when it fell on him, everything became reasonable.

Fu Xicen's thin lips pursed into a line, there was no emotion in his eyes, and after a while, he turned on the headlights of the suite.

The blinding light woke Bai Qiao up.

She raised her hand to cover her eyes, and it took nearly half a minute for her to react.

Putting down his hand, he squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the man, until he confirmed that it was Fu Xicen, Bai Qiao smiled and said coquettishly: "Mr. Fu is finally here, people have been waiting for you so hard." ”

Fu Xicen was still standing there, two or three meters away from her.

In the sight, the woman's face was as white as porcelain, and there was a smile hidden in her seductive eyes.

The man rolled his throat and sneered: "What about you and I as a prostitute?" ”

On the low table in front of the sofa was a bottle of red wine that had been opened, and a quarter of the liquid was in the decanter.

There is also a bottle of wax-sealed red-headed birch on the side.

Bai Qiao wrapped himself tightly in his coat, only his slender neck and cold white collarbone leaked.

It seemed that she was more wary than his.

Fu Xicen walked towards her, but did not forget to look at her from top to bottom, and said sarcastically: "In the end, it's still strong outside." ”

Bai Qiao paused slightly, a smile froze on her face, but she returned to normal in a moment, and she snorted indifferently, "Who knows." ”

Fu Xicen took off his coat and threw it aside, and sat down on the sofa on her right.

The man's arms rested leisurely on the armrests, his gaze sweeping over the low table.

"I remember I didn't call for wine."

"I called, the room is open, how can I not call wine? Even if you put on a show, you have to order a bottle or two. ”

She lowered her eyes, her face no longer had the smile on her face like the one just now, and her eyes stared at Fu Xicen's tight arm and fell into deep thought slightly.

Bai Qiao gritted his teeth and thought, for a man like Fu Xicen, the experience shouldn't be any worse, right?

Fu Xicen's fingers tapped casually on the armrest, and he said in a deep voice: "Tell me about your conditions?" ”

Bai Qiao tilted his head and looked at him, "What conditions should Mr. Fu have?" ”

"Naturally, it can't be."

"Then let's have a drink and then talk?"

She looked at him with bright eyes, her fingers crossed and trembling slightly, as she wore a coat that was covered by the sleeves of her coat.

"Mr. booked a room, I ordered wine, this wine is comparable to your room rate, although I am about to be poor, but I don't like to owe others." The smile on the corner of the woman's mouth is especially bright.

She didn't react when she saw him, except for a pair of eagle-like eyes staring at her.

Bai Qiao smiled slightly, leaned forward, picked up the wine decanter and shook it, and began to pour it into the goblet unhurriedly.

She moved slowly, and said while pouring wine: "I can't do without money, everything I have is raised with money, including my face and figure, so the first point, I want Mr. Fu to assure me that I broke up the marriage between the Qin family and the Shen family, and I can still live freely in the next life." ”

As the words fell, her wine was poured.

Fu Xicen half-closed his eyes and let out a sneer from the depths of his throat, "You can afford to look up to yourself." After a pause, "What about the second point?" ”

"Let's talk while we drink."

Fu Xicen's eyes glanced at the open wine decanter, and his eyes darkened by half a degree.

He rejected the cup of Conti she had poured herself, and instead chose the bottle of Redhead Birch.

The woman's eyes were raised, the corners of her mouth hooked into a smile, and she drank the red wine in her cup as if she were drinking water.

What do you mean by that?

Outsmart oneself.