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

"We've arrived at the 8th floor~" the elevator voice prompts.

The elevator door slowly opened.

Fu Sichen raised his head and met Wen Boyan's smiling face that seemed to be welded to death.

"Why are you here?" Fu Sichen was surprised.

Wen Boyan pointed in the direction of 8208, "Wanwan wants to see you, I'll send her here."

Fu Sichen's pupils narrowed suddenly, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Wen Boyan put away his smile and said solemnly, "Yes, I brought her here on purpose so that she could hear what you would say at the press conference."

"Let her give up completely!"

"Look at what she has become because of you?"

"I am distracted every day, I don't think about food and drinks, I am so thin that I lose my appearance!"

"Before I met you, she was still under so much pressure to survive. In less than a year with you, this living life has become decadent to the naked eye!"

"Once upon a time, she didn't want to have anything to do with you, so you tried every means to imprison her."

"How can you bear it when she falls in love with you and you abandon her without saying a word?"

Wen Boyan became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice trembled with anger.

He clenched his fists and calmed down his excitement, "You don't have to love her, but please don't hurt her."

"The plaything you don't cherish is regarded as a treasure and held in the heart."

The fire in Fu Sichen's heart ignited and then extinguished.

Lao Wen's words touched his sore spot.

He once thought he was omnipotent and could do whatever he wanted to her, forcing her to stay with him and making her fall in love with him.

But now, he couldn't protect her.

His face was also ruined and he didn't even have the courage to face her.

How could he, who was so cowardly and incompetent, have the right to be loved by her?

Wen Boyan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Ah Shen, you still owe Wanwan a formal breakup."

"If you really loved her, go to 8208 and tell her clearly now."

"Don't wait until the press conference, let her hear the news from the audience's perspective that you are about to marry Shen Zhiyi."

Professor Wen walked into the elevator and pressed the "close door" button.

Fu Sichen stood at the elevator door hesitantly, refusing rationally, but his body was already walking towards 8208.

When he arrived at the door of 8208, he became timid again.

The room card is in his hand, he swipes it lightly, opens the door and sees the person he misses day and night.

But he didn't have the courage.

He just kept doing it.

It stayed until 9:55 when Chen Lin sent a message to remind: Mr. Fu, the press conference will begin soon.

Fu Sichen was heartbroken and turned to leave.

As soon as he entered the elevator, Luo Shuwan walked out of it.

While waiting for the elevator, she became nervous again.

It's almost ten o'clock, the press conference is about to start, and we will see Fu Sichen in three minutes!

The elevator door slowly opened, and Shen Zhiyi stood inside, smiling provocatively at her, "Long time no see."

Luo Shuwan's eyes unconsciously fell on her face.

There was a scar on the left and right sides of her face, slanting abruptly on her face, looking a little ferocious.

Realizing the scrutinizing gaze, Shen Zhiyi immediately put on a mask and cursed, "It's all because of you, a shameless vixen!"

"Sooner or later I will stain your face, and you will repay me a hundred times a thousand times for the pain I have suffered!"

"Then you'd better stay away from me," Luo Shuwan raised his hand and slapped her, "otherwise, I'll hit her once I see her."

Shen Zhiyi wanted to fight back, but his height and strength were not enough.

Luo Shuwan sneered and said mockingly, "I suggest you go back to your mother's womb and reshape it. Maybe you can grow two centimeters taller."

She stepped into the elevator, kicked Shen Zhiyi out, and pressed the door close button.

The elevator goes down to the second floor and stops.

Luo Shuwan walked out of the elevator and walked toward the conference room anxiously.

The press conference was right in front of her, and she could already hear the shutter sound of the camera.

She quietly entered the conference room through the back door. Only Chen Lin and Professor Wen were sitting on the stage, and Fu Sichen was not there.

A reporter asked, "Will Mr. Fu and Miss Shen still attend?"

Professor Wen turned on the microphone and said, "Dear reporters, wait a moment. Ms. Shen is a little nervous after not attending such an occasion for a long time. Mr. Fu is trying to comfort her."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Sichen led Shen Zhiyi into the conference room.

He was wrapped tightly, including a baseball cap, a mask, and a high-collared windproof jacket, with only his eyes exposed.

He helped Shen Zhiyi to the stage very gently and gentlemanly, led her to her seat, pulled out the chair for her, and helped her sit down.

When faced with reporters' questions, Shen Zhiyi always looked at Fu Sichen with admiration and said delicately, "Brother Ah Chen will do whatever he says."

Fu Sichen would pat her head with fondness in his eyes and talk happily.

The reporter asked, "Mr. Fu, when do you plan to marry Miss Shen?"

Fu Sichen didn't hesitate at all, "We are already preparing for the wedding. The invitations will be sent to everyone once they are written."

Shen Zhiyi stared at Luo Shuwan in the crowd, deliberately took Fu Sichen's arm, and showed off the pigeon eggs he gave when he proposed.

At this time, a reporter in the audience suddenly turned the camera to Luo Shuwan and asked sharply, "As Mr. Fu's underground lover, how do you feel when you learn that Mr. Fu is about to get married?"