Qu Yingqiu laughed and glanced at her, "...... If you have your parents as your backers, then there is nothing wrong with what you say, you can be as crazy as you want, but now, I am sick, and your father," said this, the smile on her lips became sad, "...... Your dad sent me a message today saying he was getting a divorce. ”

During Fang Ci's upbringing, his father was always absent, and Qu Yingqiu was in charge of the company, and Fang Hong was only responsible for eating, drinking, and having fun. As a result, her memory of Fang Hong is even vague.

Qu Yingqiu nodded and shook her head, "Your father wants to divide the family property," she seemed to be talking to herself, "Our family has fallen into this situation, but I didn't expect that the first person to come out and fall into the well was your father." ”

Compared to her emotionality, Fang Ci is very calm.

She immediately went through the company's high-level list in her mind, no wonder they were so calm, and they were behind their backs to pry Fang Hong.

Also, she took over the company, and the high-level leaders are uncertain one by one, rather than to please her, it is better to please her father, so many years of relationship, her father is always more able to be moved.

If you go to the step of dividing the family property, at least you can earn some retirement capital, and if you go big, maybe everyone will join forces with Fang Hong to drive her Fang Ci out of the company.

Fang Ci pondered for a long time and made a decision, "...... You have a good rest tonight, and send a message to my dad early tomorrow morning asking him to go home, saying that he wants to discuss the appointment and dismissal of high-level personnel. ”

Qu Yingqiu raised her eyes to look at her, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I have a way."

Fang Ci looked around, the room was empty and unpopular.

“…… Your current physical condition is not suitable for living alone, and I will find you a caregiver next week. ”

Qu Yingqiu didn't speak again, sat back on the sofa, and looked at the cover of the financial magazine blankly.

-

Fang Ci decided to stay in Fang's villa today.

She went back to her room and took a shower.

As the weather grew colder, she pulled out a pair of high-waisted jeans with very loose legs, put them on, put on a black high-neck slim sweater, and walked out with her freshly washed hair scattered.

In the second half of the night in late autumn and early winter, there is a chill in the air.

She sat on the front steps of the porch and lit a cigarette.

When I pressed the lighter, I realized that my hands were shaking.

Although she swore to Qu Yingqiu that there was a way, in fact, she didn't have a discipline in her head, and only a firm thought was there.

The smoke rose, entangled with the cold air, and dizzy into one breath and one breath.

After smoking most of the stick, the trembling in the body barely subsided for a few points.

It was then that she faintly heard the sound of approaching cars, then the sound of the doors closing, then the doors opening and closing.

She looked up.

The feast of smell appeared at the end of the garden path in the front yard.

There were only a few lamps in the garden, and he strode up to her in the dim light, the corners of his long black coat fluttering in the night breeze.

The tall figure, with only his face and hands exposed, his cold white complexion was like the clear glow of the moonlight in the night.

It was already so late, Fang Ci didn't expect him to really land and rush over.

She was a little stunned.

Wen Zhiyan stood at the foot of the steps, stretched out his hand, palm up.

Half a beat slowly, Fang Ci raised his hand and got up with his hand.

Without warning, he pulled a hand, and she almost fell into his arms.

Bodies collide, sweaters and suits, soft and hard.

Fang Ci hurriedly withdrew his hand holding the cigarette, for fear of burning his clothes, "...... Smoke. ”

Wen Zhiyan took it from her hand, crushed his fingertips, and laughed, "Why do you always care about such a trivial matter at such a time." ”

Before Fang Ci could refute, he held her chin with one palm and lowered his head to find her lips. Fang Ci hurriedly raised his head and hid back, "I smoked, didn't you smoke and don't kiss." ”

His lips were only inches from her face, and he didn't move, his eyelashes drooping, and he smiled, "Just once, still remember?" ”

"Of course."

It was a long time ago, when the game started and she offered to kiss, but he refused, and of course she wouldn't forget.

"It's okay if you smoke."

Hearing him say this, the hand that was holding her chin rubbed the side of her neck and slid to the back of her head to clasp it, and he could not let her dodge, and the kiss fell.

It turns out that kissing after smoking is like this.

There was an astringent touch between her lips, her mouth became moist, he sucked her tongue lightly, and then squeezed the tip of his tongue a little bit and pushed it back into her mouth, the feeling made her back tingle, she couldn't help but make a swallowing motion, at this moment, he probed deeper, making it difficult for her to breathe.

The messy snort was entangled, for a long time, and the forehead was lightly panting.

Fang Ci couldn't help biting his lip and stepped back a little to look at him.

The lamp on the porch fell on his face with a little gap, his thick and slender eyelashes hid his eyes, and his thin rosy lips opened lightly, and he was breathing calmly.

This appearance, reflecting the night behind it, is even more desirable than in bed.

Fang Ci realized it later, afraid of being seen by the housekeeper, so he pushed his shoulder, "...... Go back, it's so late. ”

“…… You're not coming with me? ”

"Well, I'm staying here tonight, and I'll get my dad back tomorrow, and I have something to discuss."

Wen Zhiyan seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally asked, "...... What's up? ”

"The company's business," Fang Ci said, "I can handle it myself, you don't have to worry." ”

"Can you tell me more about that?"

He asked gently.

The tone is extremely slow, and even has the meaning of being seductive.

After a pause, Fang Ci realized that his tone at this moment, as well as the hesitation just now, were respecting her.

She roughly conveyed what Qu Yingqiu said to him.

Wen Zhiyan didn't react much when he heard it, and only said, "...... If you don't want me to interfere, I will definitely respect you, but, if you need it, I'm here. ”

Fang Ci nodded, "Okay, you can go home quickly." ”

The same is true for him, who travels for business and travels continuously, and arrives after landing, and what he needs most at this moment is to take a shower and get a good night's sleep.

She thought to herself.

A casual smile appeared on the corner of Wen Zhiyan's lips, "Why can't I sleep here?" ”

Fang Ci's eyes widened, "...... This is my home ......."

"So what? I can't sleep in your room? ”

He no longer fought with her verbally, and just picked her up.

He carried her upstairs.

From the porch to the hallway, and then to the second floor, during the whole process, Fang Ci carried his heart for fear of bumping into Qu Yingqiu.

It's unimaginable.

He was unashamedly at her house and carried her back to the bedroom.

When he finally got back to her bedroom, he kicked his shoes open the door and put her straight on the bed.

Holding the sheets in his hands, he leaned down and pressed the tip of his nose against the side of her neck, "...... Got a shower? ”

The scent of hair fills the air.

Fang Ci hummed in a low voice, "I have a bathroom in my room, it's just a little small, you can go and wash it." ”

Wen Zhiyan didn't answer.

Fang Ci remembered something, and said, "...... However, there are no clothes you can wear. ”

"Why do you like to worry about these little things so much?"

Fang Ci was speechless for a while.

Is this a trifle? Without clothes he can wear, this is a trifle?

The feast of hearing is a matter of course, showing what is a trivial matter.

He took a shower and came out with a towel around his lower body.

All the lights in the room are turned off.

In the darkness, there seems to be a faint fragrance in the space, which is the unique fragrance of the girl's bedroom.

The single bed seemed to be unable to carry the weight of two people, and it creaked.

Fang Ci was flustered and scared, and his whole person tensed.

Wen Zhiyan bit her earlobe lightly and whispered, "Relax." ”

Fang Ci couldn't breathe evenly, "...... I'm afraid of being heard......"

He laughed, "What do you hear?" ”

His style of conduct is really overwhelming.

Fang Ci wanted to cry without tears, grabbing his hair, "...... I'm really scared ......."

He slowed down the pace and lowered his voice to discuss with her, "Change places?" ”

The voice is low and ambiguous. The air is so thick that it can squeeze out water.

Wen Zhiyan carried her to the bathroom in her room.

Fang Ci regretted it in an instant.

He asked her to stand with her hand on the edge of the sink.

Because of the height difference, she had to step on his feet.

And he's going to turn on the lights.

In front of you is a mirror, with an unobstructed view.

When Fang Ci raised her eyes slightly, she could see the outline of the outer circle of his body, the beautiful shoulder and neck lines of his arms and chest upwards, and the rest of the body was blocked by herself.