Being urged to get married, she got married with the heir of a wealthy family in seconds

They got up, washed up and went downstairs.

There were several suitcases on the first floor, and Fang Yu, who had not been seen for a long time, was also there.

Fang Yu said: "Everything is packed and we can leave at any time."

Fu Sinian put his arm around Yan Luoman's waist and asked her, "Do you want to eat at home or go to the airport?"

Yan Luoman thought about it, looked up and smiled at him: "I want to go to the restaurant we went to on the day we got the marriage certificate."

"it is good."

Fang Yu heard Fu Sinian's arrangements, took out his mobile phone to change the ticket, and asked someone to load the luggage into the car.

It was lunchtime and there were many people in the restaurant. Fu Sinian held Yan Luoman in his arms and went straight to the table where they had their first meal.

"What a coincidence?" Yan Luoman asked.

“The money is in place.”

Fu Sinian sat on the same side with her, as if they were really inseparable.

Yan Luoman's lips curled up slightly, with a look of triumph in his eyes.

Fu Sinian saw it, but his eyes did not turn cold instantly as usual.

This time Yan Luoman looked at the menu again, and this time she also looked at the prices carefully, and finally chose the most expensive one.

Then she leaned into Fu Sinian's arms and said coquettishly, "I still want to drink red wine."

"can."

She pointed to the most expensive red wine.

"Mr. Fu, do you want to take the stored wine or..."

"I don't want to drink opened wine!" She looked at Fu Sinian aggrievedly.

"Open a new bottle." Fu Sinian arranged.

She snuggled happily in his arms.

He whispered a warning, "Outside."

There was a flash of surprise in her eyes, and she said in a disgusting way: "I don't care!"

Fu Sinian smiled faintly and faced all the sidelong glances.

The moment their eyes met, everyone subconsciously looked away.

"You're not newlyweds, are you? Why are you still so clingy?"

A calm male voice sounded, with a half-joking tone.

The voice was very familiar. Yan Luoman looked up and saw that he had seen him in the club before. It was Brother Ling, whose words carried a lot of weight.

Behind Ling Xiancheng was a waiter holding his unfinished plate.

He smiled friendly and asked Yan Luoman: "Do you mind having dinner together?"

Yan Luoman looked at Fu Sinian.

Fu Sinian smiled faintly: "Mind."

But Ling Xiancheng looked at Yan Luoman and completely ignored Fu Sinian.

The light in Yan Luoman's eyes became brighter, "I don't mind, I don't mind!"

Ling Xiancheng smiled even more and asked the waiter to place his plate opposite Fu Sinian.

After the food was served, the waiter left.

Ling Xiancheng cut the steak on the plate gracefully, taking small pieces at a time, as if he was really here to dine.

Yan Luoman's stomach growled.

Fu Sinian looked down at her embarrassed look and chuckled.

"It's quite unexpected. It's not your style to give up the company so easily."

Ling Xiancheng's eyes were fixed on the dinner plate when he said this out of nowhere.

Yan Luoman was stunned, but she could tell that he was talking to Fu Sinian.

"You talk as if you know me very well." Fu Sinian replied nonchalantly.

He picked up the fork and forked a piece of broccoli from Ling Xiancheng's plate, showing great disrespect for Ling Xiancheng.

Yan Luoman was about to stop his rudeness, after all, Brother Ling looked like someone who was not easy to mess with.

But the broccoli fell straight into Yan Luoman's slightly open mouth.

Yan Luoman was stunned.

Fu Sinian acted as if nothing had happened and didn't even look at her during the whole process.

He stared at the food on Ling Xiancheng's plate again, as if looking for his next target.

Ling Xiancheng glanced at where his broccoli went, and raised his lips helplessly: "Do you know a word?"

"Please enlighten me."

"Showing affection will kill you quickly."

It was originally a plain remark, but Fu Sinian paused and gave up the idea of ​​looking for food in Ling Xiancheng's plate.

Fu Sinian put down his fork.

Yan Luoman was stunned, and a strange feeling came to his mind.

Fu Sinian was actually afraid that their eccentric relationship would end quickly. Did he really love her?

She was stunned for two seconds, then without hesitation, she got into Fu Sinian's arms again, saying softly, "I want to show off!"

Even the battle-hardened Ling Xiancheng was stunned.

Fu Sinian raised the corners of his lips slightly and looked down at her in his arms.

Yan Luoman deliberately blurred his eyes, as if they were full of desire, just like the look in his eyes every time he was moved.

Fu Sinian's Adam's apple rolled noticeably, "I advise you to be more restrained."

There was a doting touch in the scolding voice that Yan Luoman hadn't heard.

Yan Luoman blinked her lively eyes in grievance and asked sadly, "Then a kiss wouldn't be too much, right?"

Fu Sinian smiled lightly, but his eyes turned cold.

Yan Luoman was a little frightened and trembled slightly.

I wanted to escape, but I held back.

She closed her eyes slightly, seemingly expecting his kiss, but she knew that she didn't dare to look directly into his cold gaze at the moment.

"Boss Ling, please excuse me."

Fu Sinian's indifferent voice sounded. Yan Luoman could not hear any emotion in him. She suddenly opened her eyes and met his half-smile.

Yan Luoman didn't understand what it meant and looked at Ling Xiancheng again.

Ling Xiancheng was wiping his mouth slowly, putting down his napkin and standing up.

Yan Luoman tried to sit up straight, but Fu Sinian suppressed her silently.

His hands were casually placed on her waist. She tried twice to sit up but failed.

At this moment, she has realized the danger.

Ling Xiancheng has stood up.

Yan Luoman begged for mercy reflexively: "I can't do it anymore! I can't do it anymore!"

Ling Xiancheng stopped and turned to look at Fu Sinian's attitude.

Fu Sinian raised his eyes and asked Ling Xiancheng: "Am I a person who goes back on my words?"

Ling Xiancheng smiled helplessly and glanced at Yan Luoman who immediately gave in in his arms. There were mixed emotions in his eyes, pity and something that Yan Luoman didn't understand.

"Brother! Brother Ling!" She jumped up and tried to ask for help.

Her frightened voice attracted many people's attention.

Fu Sinian simply and roughly silenced her voice and covered her mouth in the puzzled gazes of everyone.

Ling Xiancheng shook his head helplessly and left the table.

After Ling Xiancheng left, Fu Sinian lowered his head again, staring into her frightened eyes and smiling faintly.

"I will satisfy you anytime, anywhere."

Yan Luoman's eyes widened. She was no longer begging for mercy. She was kicking her legs hard and struggling.

He kicked the dining table, but he didn't care about the pain and continued kicking meaninglessly.

The tablecloth was caught by her feet, and the cutlery on the table fell to the ground along with the tablecloth.

Everyone was asked to leave the restaurant in an instant, and even though they heard the loud noise coming from this side, they didn't dare to look over there any more.

Soon, the noisy sound disappeared, and the entire restaurant was so silent that it seemed as if only Yan Luoman's cry for help could be heard from his throat.

Fu Sinian let go of his hand.

Yan Luoman's mouth was finally free.

Before she could beg for mercy, his lips covered hers precisely and his warm, wet tongue slid in.

She wanted to bite him with her teeth.

Fu Sinian predicted her behavior and stepped back, looking at her fierce, red-faced, and aggressive appearance.

His fingertips dug into the corner of her clothes.

She was shocked and scolded him in a trembling voice: "Fu Sinian!"

"Don't you want it?" he asked her with a raised eyebrow.