Yin Shuyao knows how to poke people's sore spots too well, so she put Shen Jianian's cello on a second-hand website for sale.

The antique-level cello worth millions of dollars, she marked a price of 300,000 yuan, the purpose was to attract people to buy it as soon as possible, so as to stimulate Shen Jiannian and get the pleasure of revenge on her.

The reason why Yin Shuyao knew the original price of this cello was because it was a gift that Shen Jianian received on his eighteenth birthday.

That day, she followed her parents to Shen's house to celebrate Shen Jianian's birthday, and the banquet hall that was large enough to accommodate hundreds of people was dazzling. Those beautiful, expensive gifts are piled up into a small mountain.

A seed called "jealousy" took root and sprouted like crazy at that time.

Today in the luxury store, Shen Jianian blocked her, and she naturally wouldn't let her have a good time.

What is this, at most it is an appetizer, if Shen Jianian refuses to give in, she has an even more powerful killer weapon, which is enough to destroy her person.

In the final analysis, she left room for Shen Jiannian, hoping that she would not live up to it. Otherwise, she wasn't sure what crazy she would do.

Shen Jianian's typing hand trembled slightly: "What do you want?" ”

On the night of Mrs. Qin's birthday banquet, she performed in the banquet hall, after which she was taken away in a delirious and her cello was left in the hotel. When she returned a few days later, the hotel staff told her that her cello had been taken by her family.

She knew it was Yin Shuyao.

The phone vibrated twice, and Yin Shuyao replied.

Yin Shuyao: "Apologize to me obediently, put on the dress with both hands, and I will withdraw this product information." You think about it, I can't guarantee that your precious cello is still there when it's late. ”

Shen Jianian used to be a flower in a greenhouse, she was carefully cared for, she didn't know the depth of people's hearts, and fighting with her was too tender after all. Yin Shuyao didn't believe that she could stay calm when she saw her beloved cello being sold at a low price.

I guess she was mad the moment she received the news.

Shen Jianian stared at the words on the screen, his breath was blocked in his chest, and he couldn't believe that there could be such a shameless person in this world.

Yin Shuyao has done so many things that hurt her, how can she have the face to ask her to apologize?

Yin Shuyao was not enough, and continued to stimulate her: "My dear cousin, have you thought about it?" May I remind you, someone has come to ask. ”

Yin Shuyao played a screenshot of the chat to prove that she didn't lie to scare her, and there were indeed people who were interested in this cello and came to ask for specific information.

Shen Jiannian was cold, and he could imagine how proud Yin Shuyao was through the screen.

can't wait any longer, Yin Shuyao has no bottom line, she can do everything, her mother's relics have been destroyed, and she doesn't want to lose the cello that has been with her for several years.

Shen Jianian bit her lip and got up from the chair and ran out.

In a hurry, she forgot to knock on the door, and when she broke into Fu Jichen's study, she heard a man's voice coming from the computer, naturally fluent in French, and the content was related to work.

Fu Jichen is holding a video conference with people abroad.

Realizing this, Shen Jiannian stopped and stood a few steps away from the desk, his eyes flustered and a little at a loss.

Fu Jichen raised his head, revealing a grim face from behind the display screen, which was his usual demeanor when working, and his voice was faint without entrainment: "What's the matter?" ”

When asked, he turned off the microphone and left the picture in vain.

There were a total of four participants in the video, and they all stopped at this moment, and they could only see Fu Jichen's slightly raised face, a small brown blood scab formed at the corner of his lips, and his voice could not be heard.

Shen Jianian's fingers clenched on the phone, and he said a little faster: "I'm sorry for the trouble." I'd like to ask you a favor......"

In order not to take up more of his time, she briefly said the whole thing.

"That's it?" Fu Jichen asked expressionlessly, "Is there anything else?" ”

Shen Jianian hurriedly shook his head and said, "No." ”

"Wait."

Fu Jichen put down two words as light as a feather, and used such a casual tone, as if this matter was not difficult for him at all, and it was not worth thinking about for a few more seconds.

I saw him pick up the mobile phone on the desktop and dial a call, and ordered the people under him to do it, and then raised his eyes and looked at the woman standing motionless: "Okay, go to sleep." ”

Shen Jianian heard his relieved exhalation, and a "thank you" as low as a mosquito.

"What?" Fu Jichen tilted his head, his ears facing her, as if he didn't hear clearly.

Shen Jianian sighed, not minding repeating: "Thank you for helping me." ”

Fu Jichen's cold face broke through the ice and smiled, and he said casually: "If you really want to thank you, take some practical action, don't just talk about it." ”

Shen Jianian's face immediately changed, and he said in a stiff tone: "I won't disturb your work." ”

At the moment when she turned around, Fu Jichen said, "Go and wait for me in my room." ”

As expected, seeing Shen Jiannian's back fleeing from the wilderness, Fu Jichen was in a good mood, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth continued to rise.

Returning his gaze to the computer monitor, a smile on the man's lips converged, returning to the serious expression he had had been a few minutes earlier.

Several people in the video watched a one-man mime, and even though they had doubts, they couldn't solve them.

*

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Fu Jichen completed the day's work arrangement, and walked out of the study with his fingers kneading his eyebrows.

He didn't see Shen Jiannian in his bedroom, only the room was silent, and the sheets and quilts were flat. As expected, he smiled slightly and went to the bathroom.

In the guest room, Shen Jiannian didn't fall asleep, and Fu Jichen's words echoed in his ears over and over again, as if he had fallen under some kind of spell.

Go and wait for me in my room.

The man's low and ambiguous words sounded in his ears again, and Shen Jianian irritably pulled the quilt over his head.

After about twenty minutes, just as she was about to fall asleep, the mattress under her slumped violently, and she shuddered, and her brain suddenly cleared.

An aura that doesn't belong to you invades.

"The door is not locked, waiting for me." In the darkness, the man's voice seemed to be smiling, exactly the same as the voice that had echoed in her ears before.

Shen Jianian was taken into a warm and refreshing embrace, and his hairs stood up: "Nonsense, I obviously ......"

The words stopped abruptly, and she suddenly remembered that when she came back from the study, her thoughts were chaotic, and she only closed the door casually, and did not lock it, giving him a chance, and he misunderstood that she deliberately left the door for him.

"I didn't." Shen Jianian explained embarrassedly, "I forgot to lock it." ”

"Oh, forgot the lock."

Fu Jichen repeated her words, and there was a meaningful smile in his tone, which was very unbeatable.

"I'm serious." Shen Jianian emphasized.

Fu Jichen gave up arguing with her about whether he forgot to lock the door, his warm palm lingered around her waist, and his voice was a little charming: "Do you remember what I said?" He didn't expect her to react, he simply picked it out, "Thank you has to be practical." ”

Shen Jianian closed his eyes, silently thinking in his heart that he couldn't hide, and turned over and took the initiative to stick to his lips.

If the light was turned on, Fu Jichen would definitely be able to see her expression of death as if she were at home, not like she was doing intimate things with others, but as if she was going to die with the enemy.

In this way, Shen Jiannian vented all the resentment that had accumulated in his chest for a long time, like a small beast that was biting its prey.

Fu Jichen couldn't stand Shen Jianian, who was crazy, pushed her away a little, gasped and said, "My mouth makes you bite it, how will you see people tomorrow?" ”

Shen Jianian scolded shamelessly, I don't know if he was scolding him, or scolding the more shameless Yin Shuyao. Her eyes were red, and she leaned in to bite him again.

Fu Jichen heard a slight choking in her voice, poked out the quilt with her long arms, and pressed on a wall lamp.

The warm yellow glow is sprinkled, and everything is hidden. Shen Jianian's body stiffened, and she died down in an instant, like a ghost illuminated by the sun, hiding in the quilt, refusing to let people see her hideous and ugly appearance.

Fu Jichen dug out her face from under the quilt, squinted and looked at it for a while: "Feel wronged?" ”

Shen Jianian sniffled, punched and kicked him, and broke down uncontrollably: "Why did you come to bully me, why, what did I do wrong...... Why do you do this to me...... Why! ”

Fu Jichen watched as the tears that were reflected in the light welled up from her eyes and rolled into the pillow, her heart as if she had been scratched by something.