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

The old lady turned her head to look at the door and put her index finger up to her mouth in a silent gesture, signaling Fu Sichen to keep quiet so as not to ruin the atmosphere of the scene.

Luo Shuwan refused to agree, and Zhao Xingyue's tears welled up in his eyes, feeling aggrieved and pitiful.

The old lady watched from the side, clasping her hands tightly with excitement, as if she was the one to propose, and she couldn't wait to accept the ring for Luo Shuwan.

Unable to wait for her response, Zhao Xing lowered his head sadly, and several big tears fell down.

He lowered his head and calmed down for a while. When he raised his head again, his eyelashes were wet, but the corners of his mouth were brightly raised.

"Wanwan, you don't have to force yourself. The worst I can do is beg again tomorrow."

"In the past four years of college, I have prepared enough strategies to propose to you. I can propose to you in various ways 365 days a year."

"Four years ago, the moment I met you under the cherry blossom tree, I decided that I had to marry you in this life."

"I have been waiting for four years for your 'I do'. Even if I wait another four, eight, or sixteen years, I am willing!"

"Luo Shuwan, I really love you, you can confirm this to me again and again."

For a moment, Luo Shuwan raised his fingers slightly, then secretly clenched them.

Fu Sichen snorted coldly, "No wonder you're the last in the school and you're so focused on this."

"After four years of college, you didn't even get a diploma, and you still have the nerve to propose to someone. How can you support your family?"

The old lady's face suddenly darkened, she glared at him sideways, and said, "You have a high school degree, how can you be so funny!"

Fu Sichen was stunned by these words, and his face looked uglier than if he had eaten a fly.

"Don't you know why I dropped out of college?" Fu Sichen frowned irritably, "I'll correct you again, my degree is a graduate student!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Luo Shuwan from the corner of his eye, trying to confirm whether she heard it.

The old lady waved her hands, with an impatient look on her face, "The process is not important, the result is your full-time education, only up to high school."

"..." Fu Sichen pressed his eyebrows helplessly, "I don't agree with this marriage."

Luo Shuwan knew very well why he objected.

His attitude instantly aroused her rebellious spirit.

I want to agree to Zhao Xingyue's proposal and be so angry with this bitch.

But he felt it was shameless to squander Zhao Xingyue's sincerity.

She was extremely entangled in her heart, and habitually raised her hands to rest on her forehead.

Just halfway through, Zhao Xingyue grabbed her hand with joy and put the ring on her tremblingly.

"Ah? This..." Luo Shuwan was stunned.

Zhao Xingyue hugged her fiercely and cried, "Wanwan, you finally promised me! I knew you had me in your heart!"

Looking at this scene, Fu Sichen's face was gloomy, and his eyes were so sharp that they could kill.

Luo Shuwan looked directly into Zhao Xingyue's eyes over his shoulder, deliberately patted Zhao Xingyue's back with his ringed hand, and said comfortingly, "Okay, okay, I always have you in my heart."

The muscles on Fu Sichen's cheeks rolled slightly, and his deep voice was full of anger, "Emotions that do not match the family background will not have good results."

The old lady raised her hand to hit him and said through gritted teeth, "You bastard! If you can't speak, just shut up!"

Then he turned around and looked at Luo Shuwan with a kind smile on his face, "Good boy, your uncle is a man with a sharp mouth and a soft heart. Don't let him scare you."

The old lady rolled down the jade bracelet on her wrist as she spoke, "This is the meeting gift prepared by grandma for you."

Luo Shuwan refused in fear, "Old madam, this is too valuable, I can't accept it."

The old lady clicked her tongue and poked her forehead lovingly, "Change your name to grandma."

Luo Shuwan raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Sichen.

The old lady leaned to the left, blocking her view, "Don't worry about him. In the Fu family, I, the old lady, still have the final say."

"..." Fu Sichen was so angry that he looked up at the ceiling.

Zhao Xingyue looked at Luo Shuwan expectantly and quietly poked her arm, "Wanwan, scream quickly, grandma is waiting."

Luo Shuwan clenched his fists, lowered his eyes, blushed and shouted awkwardly and cautiously, "...Grandma."

"Hey! My good grandson!" The old lady was so happy that she grinned from ear to ear and put a jade bracelet on her with her own hands.

He held her hand affectionately, looked at her carefully, and sighed, "She is as beautiful as jade, gentle and charming, she is talking about my Xiao Wan'er."

Luo Shuwan's cheeks were hot after being praised by the old lady. She wanted to tell the old lady that she liked the pretentious nickname "Xiao Wan'er" very much, but she was embarrassed to speak.

The words rolled around in my mouth several times, and finally I just said, "Thank you, grandma."

The old lady touched her face lovingly, turned to look at Fu Sichen, and ordered, "The marriage proposal ceremony you prepared for the Shen family was good. Let's prepare another one that is more grand."

"What others have, my little Wan'er cannot lack."

"No time." Fu Sichen turned and left with a gloomy face.

The old lady took off her high heels and was about to hit him.

Chen Lin rushed over to stop her, "Madam, calm down. It's not like you don't know Mr. Fu's temper. He always likes to talk the opposite."

Fu Sichen walked out of the ward, entered the stairwell, took out cigarettes from his pocket, shook one out and bit it in his mouth.

The lighter failed to light up three times in a row, and he was so angry that he threw it to the ground.

Not satisfied, he raised his foot and kicked the guardrail of the stairs hard.

Chen Lin opened the door and came in, cautiously suggesting, "Mr. Fu, how about... you explain it to Miss Luo personally?"

Fu Sichen leaned against the guardrail of the stairs, holding his forehead and saying nothing.

Chen Lin didn't dare to say anything anymore. He regretted coming in. He couldn't leave now, nor could he stand here.

After a while, Fu Sichen suddenly said, "Wanlong Group suddenly suffered a heavy blow. Has the mastermind behind it been found?"

Chen Lin hesitated to speak.

Fu Sichen turned his head and glanced sideways, "Did Lou Chi do it?"

Chen Lin shook his head, "No, there are some clues pointing to Professor Wen."

Fu Sichen raised his eyelashes slightly and scoffed coldly, "Old Wen, who has always behaved himself, started to use dirty tricks for her sake!"

"Oh, it's getting more and more interesting."

Chen Lin glanced at his boss's face and carefully asked for instructions, "Mr. Fu, shall we go back to the company now? We have a meeting at 7pm."

Fu Sichen raised his hand to look at his watch, "Push, go to Moore's apartment."

night

When Luo Shuwan returned home, he threw his canvas bag in the hallway, stepped off his shoes, walked barefoot to the living room, and threw himself into the sofa.

In the darkness, she stared blankly at the ceiling, touched the diamond ring on her left ring finger, and sighed.

"What are you sighing for?"

The deep voice floated into his ears. Luo Shuwan trembled in fright and froze, daring not to move.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the single sofa by the window, and there was indeed a figure.

"Don't you always have him in your heart?" Fu Sichen said in a strange tone.

Luo Shuwan calmed down and relaxed his tense nerves. He grabbed the pillow and threw it at it, "You are sick! You went to someone else's house at night and didn't turn on the lights!"

Fu Sichen sneered coldly, "Who bought the house?"

Luo Shuwan was choked and was startled, "You happen to be here, let's talk clearly."

She turned on the light, rushed into the study, opened the ID drawer, returned to the living room with a transparent document bag, and threw it in front of Fu Sichen, "Give it back to you."

Fu Sichen lowered his eyes. The bag contained real estate certificates, motor vehicle registration certificates, and global black cards.

Luo Shuwan ran to the entrance and took out the car keys and ring from his bag, throwing them to Fu Sichen, "I will pack my luggage tonight and move out early tomorrow morning."

Fu Sichen lazily leaned on the sofa, stared at her with squinted eyes, lit a cigarette, and smoked slowly.

After taking the last puff of the cigarette, he said, "Want to break up with me again?"

Luo Shuwan sneered, "Mr. Fu, does your fiancée know that you stay at the female employee's house late at night?"

Fu Sichen grabbed her wrist, brought her into his arms, and held her tightly.

"Fu Sichen!" Luo Shuwan bit her lip and was silent for a moment, "Let's break up, don't get entangled anymore."

He sneered coldly and raised his eyebrows in warning, "Try it."