Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while

Four years later, Fu Qing'an and Fu Yang reunited.

She sneaked into Fu Yang's room and hugged him gently from behind: "Fu Yang, I heard that Gu Qu is in your hands, can you let him go?"

The man's body froze, and his clear and beautiful eyes shot up with scattered gloom: "You betrayed me for that man, and now you are begging me for him, haha! When you left me four years ago, you said you would never marry me again." Will ask me again."

Four years ago, Fu Yang's business failed and went bankrupt. Fu Qing'an, whom he raised since childhood, insisted on leaving him.

Four years ago, Fu Qing'an took out a few indecent photos and smiled coldly: "I went to sleep with Gu, and if I slept with him, I could get a lot of money, but now you have nothing, choose the best." , am I wrong?"

Fu Yang gritted his teeth: "I picked you up from the rubbish dump and raised you in pain. Is this how you treat me now?"

Fu Qing'an said: "You are willing to raise me. I have never begged you, and I will never beg you in the future!"

Thinking of what he said four years ago, Fu Qing'an lowered his eyes slightly, and choked with sobs: "Fu Yang, I'm so young and energetic."

The man sneered, and his clear and beautiful eyes flickered a little coldly.

Fu Qing'an's heart was suffocated. In the past, whenever she frowned, Fu Yang would be anxious, but now even if she died, Fu Yang would just sneer.

After all, she betrayed Fu Yang when her business failed and she had nothing. He should hate her.

Fu Yangrumo's eyes curled up with a hint of sarcasm, and the corners of his mouth curled up coldly: "Fu Qing'an, sleep with me, and I'll let him go."

The woman's face turned pale, and the hand hanging by her side was slightly stiff: "I..."

Fu Yang glanced at her contemptuously, and walked out.

Fu Yang put his hand on the doorknob, and was about to open the door, when suddenly a soft body was pressed tightly behind him.

The woman's hand ran from his neck to his chest: "Fu Yang, Fu Yang..." She remembered the glass of wine not long ago, and it seemed that someone had drugged the wine.

She frowned, but luckily it was Fu Yang in front of her.

The small voice crashed into Fu Yang's ears bit by bit, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his tone was low: "Fu Qing'an, you asked for this."

When he turned his head, he could tell at a glance that Fu Qing'an had been drugged. The wolfish light in his eyes turned slightly, and he wrapped his arms around Fu Qing'an's waist, clenching his hands slightly.

Both of them fell on the bed, their clothes fell to the ground.

The night is full of stars, and the night is lingering.

Fu Qing'an woke up in pain, a woman pulled her hair heavily: "Your sister has come here to play, are you so courageous?"

Fu Qing'an frowned, only to see that the woman was born generously, with a delicate face, her eyebrows were swaying distinctly and sternly.

And Fu Yang stood by the mirror, wearing his tie meticulously.

Her heart suffocated, thinking that this is Fu Yang's fiancée Ye Yue.

"Boss Fu had some wine last night, so I sent him home." Fu Qing'an's voice was hoarse.

Her peripheral vision fell on Fu Yang, the man put on his tie and left the room directly.

Don't care, it's like this, her heart sank slowly, her eyes were rosy, and she kept comforting herself in her heart: "Fu Qing'an, you have nothing to do with him anymore, you don't love him anymore, don't be sad, don't be sad .”

Ye Yueguan let go of Fu Qing'an, and coldly curled her lips: "Come on, throw her out of Fu's house."