Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Wen Qingyue didn't know why her chest was tight, maybe she was angry, she looked up at him, and insisted, "I admit that I really didn't listen to you about the blind date, but you know that I didn't intend to go on a blind date..."

She paused for a moment, then continued after a moment of silence: "As for Jian Ying, it was his mother's idea. I just treat him as a friend and eat with him because I need his help. You can rest assured that since I signed the contract with you Once you have signed the agreement, you will never do anything that violates the contract to harm your interests and reputation."

Fu Han didn't speak, the car fell into silence, and no one spoke.

Wen Qingyue turned her head and looked out the window. The car was driving smoothly. After a while, she came back to her senses and patted the fender, "Ah Cheng, take me back to Wen's house."

The baffle didn't fall down, Ah Cheng heard it and was hesitating whether to turn around in front, the man's cold voice sounded immediately, "Go back to Jiangzhou Villa."

Wen Qingyue turned her head to look at him abruptly, she doesn't even want to send her back now, does she? "Let Ah Cheng pull over and stop, I want to get out of the car."

Fu Han looked innocent, "I need to talk to you about our relationship."

Wen Qingyue smelled a hint of danger, and frowned uncomfortably, "I don't think there is anything else to talk about, stop!"

The car was still moving forward steadily, with no tendency to stop.

"Fu Han, tell him to stop!" Wen Qingyue thumped the fender angrily, looking back at the man beside her unhappily, she knew that Ah Cheng would not stop without his permission.

Fu Han: "Don't make trouble, we'll be there soon."

This means not letting her get out of the car.

Wen Qingyue's mind became hot, and she turned around and turned the car door handle without even thinking about it. Fu Han's eyes darkened, and he quickly leaned over, passed her hand through her side, held her hand, and closed the car door, trapping her in the car door at the same time. "Do you want to die?"

Wen Qingyue struggled to raise her head and glared at him: "I'll let you stop!"

Fu Han rolled his eyes, "Is that why you don't want to stay with me?"

"It's clearly written in our relationship contract, is there anything else to talk about?" It was obvious that he was messing around, asking whether she would like it or not.

Fu Han grabbed her chin, "The contract, the contract states that we don't have to fulfill the relationship between husband and wife, but we have already had a relationship, do you think there is no need to talk about it?"

"I didn't feel disadvantaged for the first time. I asked you for benefits. Do you still feel disadvantaged?" His jaw was clamped by him, and it hurt a little, but it didn't prevent her from being angry with him.

Fu Han pursed his lips.

Wen Qingyue gritted her teeth and stared at him unwillingly.

Both of them were a little unhappy. This was the first time they had an argument since they had known each other for so long.

After a while, Fu Han let go of the hand that clamped her jaw, and regained his calm appearance, and said in a flat tone, "Stop making trouble, I'll be there right away, and I'll send you back after the talk."

His attitude made Wen Qingyue very aggrieved. He was obviously the one who provoked the trouble. He was angry from the first sentence when he got in the car, but now she was making a fuss.

She bit her lip and didn't speak, and she didn't open the door to get out of the car again.

She knew very well how dangerous it was to jump off a moving car, and it was just a momentary impulse.

A few minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of Fu's Villa, and Wen Qingyue quickly opened the door and got off the car without waiting for Ah Cheng to open the door.

If he wants to talk, then let's talk about it, who let him be party A and she is party B.

Fu Han also got out of the car, Ah Cheng didn't have time to open the door for either of them, smelled the faint smell of gunpowder, sat in the car wisely, and drove into the underground garage.

The two entered the room one after the other, Fu Han went straight upstairs, Wen Qingyue paused, thinking that he might want to talk in the study, after all there are servants downstairs, it is not convenient for others to listen to such matters.

She followed up again, and she didn't see Fu Han going to the study when she reached the second floor. Wen Qingyue finally couldn't help catching up, stopped in front of him, and said bluntly: "I asked you to help me last time, you If you feel disadvantaged, just tell me what you want?"

Fu Han's expression froze, his brows curled into two words, "There are only interests to discuss between you and me?"

The chill tone showed that her words displeased him.

If you're not happy, you're not happy. Wen Qingyue isn't happy yet. Fu Han is 27 and has slept with countless women. She hasn't felt that she has lost money yet, and he asked him to make up for it.

Hell it really is.

"Are you going to talk about feelings with me?" Wen Qingyue looked at him strangely, that surprised look was as unbelievable and unbelievable as someone told her that Fu Han would pick his nose and feet in private.

"Okay, then what can you give me as compensation? Huh?" Fu Han stared at her coldly, and the last warning from his throat was like a warning from a wild animal, as if warning her that he was exhausted of patience and wanted to attack. up.

Wen Qingyue took a step back subconsciously, and the man followed closely, and she took another step back, and the atmosphere was tense.

"I, I'll be your personal doctor for free for a year." Wen Qingyue pushed her back against the door, and the doorknob pushed her back an inch above her tailbone. The man was still pressing, and she subconsciously put her hands on his chest , In desperation, I only thought of this compensation method.

She is very confident in her medical skills. In the past, when others paid for her to help with medical treatment, she didn't necessarily have a schedule. Being a private doctor for him for free for a year, she thought the compensation was not bad.

"I don't need a private doctor." Fu Han put his hand on the door behind her, looked down at her, the cold woody fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, and the air was filled with danger.

Wen Qingyue tried her best to ignore the oppressive aura he brought, and asked calmly, "Then what do you lack?"

Fu Han didn't answer immediately, his big hand dropped, wrapped around her waist and pulled her into his arms, clicked, and the other hand held the doorknob and opened the door.

Wen Qingyue was startled, smelled a hint of danger, and immediately pushed him away to run outside, but she overestimated herself and underestimated Fu Han, he grabbed her and pulled her back to the room with little effort, and at the same time slammed the door close.

Wen Qingyue was pushed against the door by him, this time avoiding the doorknob, her tailbone was spared, and the back of her head was cushioned by his hand without hitting it.

"Fu Han, what are you doing? Let me go!" Wen Qingyue instinctively realized what the dangerous feeling was, and pushed him anxiously, but there was a huge difference in strength between men and women, she raised her leg to kick him, but he was the first to hold her down. It also caused the two people's bodies to fit tightly together, and made her feel the foreign body sensation on her lower abdomen.

"I don't lack money and things, but I lack a long-term sexual partner. Would you mind using you to make it up to me?" The man's hoarse voice was somewhat flirtatious, and his tone obviously didn't have much ups and downs, but it gave off a kind of The allure of seduction.

"Mind it!" Wen Qingyue's face was stained with a thin layer of red, and she struggled to sneer: "You don't lack women, what do you want? Is it possible that I am so charming that you linger so much after just one sleep? You have been pestering me for so long just to sleep with me for a long time?"

What she said was killing one thousand enemies and destroying eight hundred.