Yin Shuyao didn't know this woman, but the other party's appearance looked a little familiar, and she couldn't remember it for a while. She asked the person outside the door through the call function of the video doorbell, "Who are you looking for?" ”

The woman brushed the curly hair that hung down to her chest, and casually lifted her long eyelashes: "Gongzi Qin gave me the address and asked me to come over to accompany him tonight." You're her maid, open the door for me. ”

The people inside can see the people outside on the screen, but the people outside can only hear the voices of the people inside. The woman only thinks that Yin Shuyao is the maid of the janitor.

Yin Shuyao's blood surged, and his face suddenly turned cold: "What nonsense are you talking about?" ”

On the night of the candles in the cave room, no matter how unreliable Qin Fan was, it was impossible for him to call a woman to accompany him, where would he leave her newlywed wife?

"Open the door, freeze me to death......"

Before the woman's words were finished, Yin Shuyao hung up the line and turned to go upstairs angrily, but bumped into Qin Fan who stumbled downstairs at the staircase.

Yin Shuyao's eyebrows twitched, and her tone was full of displeasure: "Why did you come down?" ”

"Someone's coming?"

Qin Fan leaned on the handrail of the spiral staircase, unbuttoned a few buttons of his white shirt, the neckline was wide open, revealing the skin on his chest, tilting his head slightly, and a smile reflected in his peach blossom eyes, intoxicated, frivolous, and profligate.

Yin Shuyao stood at the foot of a few steps and looked up at him, her pink lower lip biting white: "I went to the wrong door." ”

"Really?" Qin Fan raised his eyebrows, pulled his collar, and walked down the stairs around her.

Yin Shuyao grabbed the handrail of the stairs with one hand, turned around and shouted at his back, "Where are you going!" ”

"On the wedding night, where else can I go, of course at home."

Qin Fan turned his back to her and said unhurriedly, opened the door, and after a while, he walked in with a tall and graceful woman in his arms, and a light smile spread on his lips.

The woman's waist was thin and soft, and the water snake was like a snuggle in Qin Fan's arms, picking her lips and coquettishly: "What's the matter, Qin Shao, your maids are too ignorant, and my body is frozen after waiting for so long." ”

"I felt where I froze." Qin Fan said, reached out and touched her face, and said with a smile, "It's softer than a shelled egg, it's not stiff." ”

"Nasty." The woman's face was red, and her body rubbed against him, intentionally or unintentionally, stirring up the flames.

The two flirted as if no one was around, and a few meters away, Yin Shuyao, who was standing on the top of the stairs, widened his eyes.

She remembered who this woman was, a member of a certain girl group in China, and she had seen it a few times when she was scrolling through Weibo before.

The woman's coquettish laughter came again: "Don't, someone is watching, is it okay to go back to the room?" ”

Yin Shuyao's eyes were frighteningly red, she stepped down the steps in a few steps, she didn't care if the slippers fell off, rushed to the two of them barefoot, pointed at the woman and yelled hysterically: "Qin Fan, what is your relationship with her?!" ”

The woman hooked Qin Fan's neck and sneered: "Do you still need to ask?" After a pause, she turned to Qin Fan and said, "Qin Shao, your maids are too lenient." ”

Qin Fan glanced at Yin Shuyao, smiled for a second, and said with a cold face: "I said, the wedding is as you wish, how can it not be your turn to take care after marriage, if you can't get used to it, get out." ”

Yin Shuyao looked at him in disbelief: "You, what did you say?" ”

"I told you to fuck off, didn't you hear?"

Qin Fan's eyes were ruthless, he let go of the woman in his arms, walked up to Yin Shuyao step by step, and reached out to pinch her neck.

"You...... cough cough...... "Yin Shuyao didn't expect him to use so much force, he felt suffocated before he finished a sentence, his face was congested and red, and his pupils were dilated.

Qin Fan leaned over to her face, raised half of the corners of his lips, and said in a cold tone: "When you calculated me, didn't you think that there would be today's end?" ”

Yin Shuyao opened her mouth, she couldn't breathe, let alone speak.

A wave of fear spread from the soles of her feet upwards, and in an instant, her lips trembled, and tears rolled out.

Qin Fan let go of his hand, Yin Shuyao lost his strength, fell to the floor like a broken burlap bag, and gasped violently: "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"I'm still quibbling, you really don't cry when you don't see the coffin." Qin Fan squatted down in front of her and patted her face, his voice crisp, "Do you need me to explain a little more clearly?" Trick me into going to the hotel, drug me, and find a reporter to shoot me, you have a good calculation. ”

The blood on Yin Shuyao's tearful face faded rapidly, and it was miserable.

How did Qin Fan know?

She was meticulous and left nothing suspicious, and he could not possibly know.

Yin Shuyao shook his head desperately, grabbed his trouser leg and cried and explained: "No, you listen to me......"

Qin Fan didn't want to listen to her at all, so he waved behind him, and the bewitching woman stepped forward, ignoring Yin Shuyao's existence, and took Qin Fan's arm upstairs, her voice was soft: "Your family is so big." ”

"Do you like it?" Qin Fan's thin lips pressed against the corners of her lips, and he lowered his voice and said, "I like to come often in the future." ”

"Don't lie to me, I'll take it seriously......"

In the festively furnished bedroom, soon after, there was an ambiguous movement.

Yin Shuyao sat on the cold floor, the temperature of her body was losing little by little, and she didn't know who to complain to.

The marriage that was exchanged for sacrificing the family business now seems to be more like a joke, except for the empty title of "Young Grandma of the Qin Family", she has nothing left.

*

When Shen Jianian woke up, his head hurt a little, the sky outside was dark, the indoor lights were dim, and the number displayed on the electronic clock was 2:15.

She slept from noon to midnight?

Shen Jiannian rubbed the corners of his forehead, slowed down for a while before sitting up, and realized that he was in Fu Jichen's bedroom, with the big dark blue bed underneath.

Anyway, sleeping on this bed more than once, Shen Jianian calmed down after being slightly surprised.

His throat was a little thirsty, and there was just a glass of water on the bedside table, Shen Jianian took it and drank it, with a slightly sweet taste, it seemed to be honey water.

The whole glass of water was under the stomach, and the hunger hit immediately, Shen Jianian put down the cup and leaned against the bed in a daze, the memory in her mind stayed in the banquet hall, she accompanied Fu Jichen to socialize, drank a few glasses of red wine, and then lost consciousness.

She put one hand over her eyes, and she didn't know if she was embarrassed or not.

"Awake?"

The bedroom was carpeted, and he walked silently, and it wasn't until Fu Jichen's voice sounded beside the bed that Shen Jiannian knew that he was coming, took away the hand covering his eyes, and looked at him.

Fu Jichen was dressed in dark home clothes, his eyebrows were clear, and his expression was rare and warm.

"Hungry?" Fu Jichen asked, "Is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

There were no other obvious symptoms except for the headache, and Shen Jianian said honestly: "Hungry." ”

Fu Jichen smiled: "Whatever you want to eat, I'll ask the chef to do it." ”

"No need." Shen Jianian didn't want to wake people up and toss at two o'clock in the middle of the night, "I'll just eat something to pad my stomach, I don't have much appetite to eat anything else." ”

"What to eat to pad your stomach?"

"Cookies."

Fu Jichen was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything, brought her a box of cookies she loved, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower, he had been dealing with work in the study before.

After changing into clean pajamas and coming out, Fu Jichen's action of wiping his hair suddenly stopped, and as far as he could see, Shen Jianian sat on his bed, holding a large round iron box containing biscuits in his arms, and solved a biscuit in three bites. Even though the light wasn't too bright, he could still clearly see the crumbs of biscuits falling down.

Fu Jichen thinks that his cleanliness habit is not serious, but he can't bear the scene in front of him, and the green tendons in his forehead are beating.

"Shen Jianian." He shouted, and the other party looked at her blankly, and he pointed at her with one hand, "Take your cookies and go back to your room to eat." ”

Shen Jiannian didn't know what nerve he suddenly had, so he didn't refute, lifted the quilt, pulled on his slippers and left.

Fu Jichen walked to the side of the bed in a few steps, felt the switch on the wall and turned on the overhead light, the room suddenly brightened, and sure enough, he saw that there were residues left on the sheets and quilt covers, this guy ......

In the guest room, Shen Jianian ate a few biscuits and was full, covered the lid, and collapsed into the bed tiredly.

Suddenly, when she heard the door open, she tilted her head and looked.

Fu Jichen came in.

(End of chapter)