Mu Wan was greedy for pleasure, and the big boss in the Beijing circle got away with it

Luo Shuwan's heart beat like a drum.

The high heels outside stepped on her nerves with every step.

She huddled under her desk, clasped her hands together, and prayed silently: Stop it! Don't go any further...

Roughly in the middle of the office, the pair of high heels stopped.

The office fell silent.

It was so quiet that Luo Shuwan could hear his own heartbeat.

I don’t know what the owner of that pair of shoes was doing standing there, silently.

After a while, the "tuk-tuk" sound sounded again.

Luo Shuwan held his head and collapsed. This was simply a kind of torture!

The footsteps were leisurely and slow, and the woman seemed to be pacing around the president's office.

Who is it?

Can you be so casual in the president's office, but still not familiar with it?

Finally, the pair of high heels led its owner to the desk.

Luo Shuwan subconsciously covered her eyes, as if so that no one outside would notice her.

The woman took another step forward, leaning against the desk.

Luo Shuwan saw a pair of silver, glittering pointed-toe high heels from between his fingers. The heels were slender, measuring 7 centimeters by visual inspection.

Wearing a dark green cheongsam, you can see her fair legs from the side slits, which are slender and wrapped in stockings.

She caressed the cheongsam gently with both hands and slowly sat in Fu Sichen's office chair.

A simple movement, full of elegance and dignity.

There was movement on the table, followed by the sound of the gift box being opened.

"!!!" Luo Shuwan was shocked and angry, what happened to this man? ! How can you just open other people’s gifts!

"Oh~~Humph, it is true!"

Her voice was gentle, full of joy, and a bit proud of her success in catching the bag.

At this time, the office door opened again!

Familiar footsteps reached his ears, and Luo Shuwan didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"Why are you here?" Fu Sichen's voice was cold, with a hint of questioning.

The woman knocked on the table, "Fu Sichen, your wings have become stiff, right? You can't even call mom anymore?"

Luo Shuwan: "???!!!"

Is this Fu Sichen's mother? !

Zhao Xingyue’s grandma? !

my God!

How can it be? !

These legs, this voice, this clothing, how do they look like an old man in his sixties? !

Fu Sichen sneered coldly, "You dress like this, how can you look like a mother?"

This, uh... young old man clicked his tongue and said mockingly, "You have such a poisonous and smelly mouth, but someone actually likes you?!"

She patted the gift box in her hand and said, "Where is my daughter-in-law? Please come here and let me have a look to see if she has bad eyesight."

Fu Sichen glanced at the gift box and saw a hint of surprise in his eyes when he saw the tie inside.

The old lady looked at him and said, "Hey, look like this, are you really in love?"

Fu Sichen walked to the desk, pulled out the chair, and picked her up, "I'm busy, you go quickly."

The old lady patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "My such a big boy, mom is here, why don't you let mom see him?"

Fu Sichen said coldly, "When the time comes, I will let you see me."

"Chen Lin, send the old lady back."

The old lady poked his head and complained, "You just know how to work! You are thirty! You are still single!"

Fu Sichen corrected, "Twenty-nine."

The old lady snorted coldly and said mockingly, "Is there any difference?"

"Hey, if you don't want to get married, you can just have the baby first!"

Fu Sichen waved his hand, and Chen Lin raised his hand respectfully, "Old madam, the young master has developed new dishes at home and is waiting for you to go back and taste them."

The old lady snorted arrogantly, "This son was raised in vain, he can't even give birth to a cub. It's my little Yue'er who knows how to love people!"

Fu Sichen choked back, "Go back and throw away all your high heels. You're too old to be cool."

The old lady immediately took off her high heels and hit him on the head.

The high heels hit the aluminum alloy window frame of the floor-to-ceiling window, creating a hole!

This……

If it hits the glass, the entire glass will shatter.

"..." Luo Shuwan huddled under the table, covering his mouth with his left hand and his chest with his right hand.

Finally, we know who Fu Sichen inherited his violent gene from.

Chen Lin trotted over, picked up the high heels, and whispered, "Mr. Fu, please stop saying a few words."

Then, he returned to the old lady with the high heels in hand and helped her put on the shoes.

Fu Sichen stared at his mother's eyes, which were filled with hatred, and felt very uneasy. He was really afraid that she might lose her footing and fall out.

On a rare occasion, I picked up my phone and sent a message to Zhao Xingyue: I advise your grandma to stop wearing high heels.

Zhao Xingyue replied instantly: Okay, uncle!

Fu Sichen: If you let me see your grandma wearing high heels again, I will break your legs.

Zhao Xingyue: Uncle, I will show the chat history to grandma.

Fu Sichen gritted his teeth and withdrew the above message.

Hearing the message notification tone from Fu Sichen's cell phone, Luo Shuwan suddenly remembered that her cell phone was not set to silent.

His hands shook in fear and he almost threw his phone on the ground.

Looking at the two long legs in front of her, she frowned deeply.

Isn't he leaving?

Just keep sitting like this?

Her legs were numb from squatting!

How about... send him a message and trick him out?

Luo Shuwan bit his nails and thought about it, what could he say to stop him?

After thinking for a long time, she decided to give it a try.

Search for sexy underwear from Pinxixi, find a set of sexy and seductive screenshots, and send them to Fu Sichen.

Attachment: Mr. Fu, does this look good? [Shame.emoji]

Seeing this hot and charming suit, Fu Sichenfeng narrowed his eyes and raised a smirk on his lips.

Reply: Come up.

Luo Shuwan: Come to my car~~[Hook hand.emoji]

Fu Sichen chuckled and stood up.

As he walked around the desk, he caught a glimpse of a small patch of white in the gap between the desk and the floor.

He turned his face and took a closer look, it was the skirt!

Thinking back to Luo Shuwan's outfit today, Fu Sichen raised his lips and smiled mischievously. No wonder he sent such a strange message just now. It turned out that she was hiding here!

He deliberately walked around to sit down at the tea table, brewed a pot of tea, and held an online meeting with senior executives while sipping the tea.

Luo Shuwan: "..."

Isn’t his demand in that area very strong?

Can't you control him?

After Fu Sichen finished the meeting, he sat back at his desk.

"..." Luo Shuwan held his forehead, feeling hopeless.

I couldn't find anyone to sign with him before. What happened today? !

Fu Sichen deliberately pushed his chair forward close to the desk, crossed his legs, and dangled his crossed foot casually under the table.

Luo Shuwan was like a rookie in the boxing ring, swaying left and right in a state of collapse, trying to dodge.

His damn foot seemed to have eyes. Wherever she hid, it would sway!

Looking up inadvertently, Luo Shuwan met a pair of deep eyes.

He leaned his entire upper body against the armrest of the seat, supported the side of his face with the back of his hand, and looked at her with a faint smile, his eyes full of teasing.

Luo Shuwan grabbed his ankle and glared at him fiercely, "Fu Sichen! You are playing with me!"

Fu Sichen smiled evilly and raised his eyebrows slightly in response to her.

Luo Shuwan held his legs and climbed out from under the table with difficulty.

Fu Sichen held her slender waist and pulled her into his arms. He hooked up her collar and peeked inside, "You just gave me the suit. Didn't you wear it?"

Luo Shuwan pinched his abdominal muscles through his shirt, "Let go! I have to go back to work."

Fu Sichen bit her ear and chuckled, "You sent it to the door yourself, and you want to run away again?"