After breaking up, I was entangled by slag Gong again.

Qi Yan froze in place, he turned his head and looked at Fu Chenghe in disbelief.

With an expression on Fu Shenghe's face, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, and Qi Yan understood that Fu Shenghe was serious.

"I didn't expect Mr. Fu to have a habit of making people watch sex." Qi Yan knew that at this time, she should bow down to Fu Chenghe, so that she could suffer less, but Qi Yan still couldn't restrain the grievance in her heart.

Obviously it was Fu Shenghe who made him look like this, so why is he still looking like a victim.

"Qi Yan, it won't do you any good to provoke me." Fu Chenghe's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Okay, everything is up to Mr. Fu. Since Mr. Fu doesn't care, what do I care about as a dispensable plaything?" Qi Yan looked at Fu Chenghe firmly, biting her lower lip, her face was pale, but after a long while, the corners of her mouth showed a faint smile. He replied with a bright smile.

Qi Yan walked up to Fu Chenghe, and skillfully knelt between his open legs. Qi Yan raised her head and smiled charmingly at the dark-faced Fu Chenghe, then buried her head down.

Fu Shenghe caressed the back of Qi Yan's neck, moving it once and for all like stroking a dog.

What Qi Yan didn't know was that the sofa where they were located was in the blind spot of the office's line of sight, and the coffee table in front happened to block Qi Yan tightly. Even if the secretary turned around, he could only see Fu Shenghe, not to mention They also didn't have the guts to spy on Fu Shenghe, who was rumored to be cruel and cold-blooded.

But looking at Qi Yan's tense and stiff body due to nervousness, Fu Shenghe was in a good mood.

"A dog, if you don't obey it, you will become obedient if you train it. Qi Yan, are you right?" Fu Shenghe said suddenly.

Qi Yan whimpered twice, but didn't make a sound, and Fu Shenghe didn't care about Qi Yan's answer either.

An hour later, Fu Shenghe reached out and grabbed Qi Yan's hair, and lifted him up. Because Qi Yan had been kneeling for too long, when Qi Yan got up, his legs were weak and he staggered, and he fell to the ground, and his calf hit the back of him violently. On the tea table, the water in the teacup suddenly spilled all over the table.

"Trash, it's something that can't be put on the table, it's dirty my table, what are you going to do, Qi Yan." Fu Chenghe pinched Qi Yan's cheeks, there was no warmth in his eyes.

"...It was intentional... Qi Yan sat on the ground, his face was lifted high by Fu Chenghe, his breath was unsteady, his voice was extremely dry, he coughed a few times, and reluctantly replied.

"People like you should stay by my side honestly, why are you always thinking about receiving resources?" Fu Shenghe let go of his hands and sneered seeing Qi Yan's pale face in pain.

Qi Yan's heart tightened, fearing that Fu Shenghe might see something, she lowered her head, unconsciously grabbed the corner of her clothes, and said in a slightly unnatural voice, "Becoming a film king is my dream!"

Fortunately, Fu Shenghe didn't focus on this, and didn't notice the problem in Qi Yan's words. He watched Qi Yan's hair whirling, with a teasing smile on his mouth.

"However, I'm not satisfied with your performance just now, and you also stained my desktop, how are you going to compensate me?" Fu Chenghe said slowly, crossing his arms over his chest.

"You!", Qi Yan's face froze, and then an angry tone sounded, "Your words don't count!"

Qi Yan got up from the ground angrily, her body trembling, and looked at Fu Chenghe with hatred.

"Boss Fu seemed to be enjoying himself just now, why did he turn his back on him so quickly!"

"Which eye of yours saw that I enjoyed it?" Fu Chenghe frowned, and looked closely at Qi Yan.

Embarrassment flashed across Qi Yan's face, he gritted his molars and rolled his eyes inwardly.

"Boss Fu, you are the president of a listed company after all, you shouldn't care about such a small person like me, and acting is really my dream." Qi Yan bit her lip and looked at Fu Shenghe anxiously.

Fu Shenghe frowned, looking down at Qi Yan's humble expression of ingratiating himself, a trace of satisfaction flashed across his eyes, he leaned over and lowered his head, and said slowly in Qi Yan's ear, "Wear that suit at night, go to Shengting Manor wait for me."

Fu Shenghe deliberately emphasized the word "clothes", and Qi Yan thought of that picture.Her face turned pale, looking at Fu Chenghe's uncompromising face, Qi Yan finally nodded in humiliation.

Fu Shenghe patted Qi Yan's face in satisfaction, "Qi Yan, it won't do you any good to fight against me, why don't you put away your small thoughts obediently, think about how to please me, maybe I can let you live Be more comfortable."

Qi Yan sneered a few times inwardly, but on the face she nodded obediently pretending to be obedient, gently rubbing Fu Chenghe's cold palm like a kitten, and humming softly.

It was rare for Fu Shenghe to be pleased, he pinched Qi Yan's exquisite chin, and the coldness between his brows faded a little, "If only you were always so obedient, go, I have already entrusted An Ran with it."

After Fu Shenghe finished speaking, he stood up and ignored Qi Yan.

Qi Yan's legs and feet were a little numb, she sat on the ground for a while before she recovered, she lowered her head and laughed silently, got up and left the office.

When he walked to the door, Qi Yan suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned his head in a strange way, and looked in the direction of Fu Chenghe, seeing Fu Shenghe wearing a pair of gold eye sockets, frowning as he read documents, without giving himself a single look One, a sad feeling crossed quietly in my heart.

……

Ling Hang came back again after making a phone call at the stairs, happened to see Qi Yan's leaving back, saw him walking unsteadily, understood what happened in Fu Shenghe's office just now, Ling Hang's face There was a flash of disgust, with a seductive look, bitch!

He obviously looks like the person in the photo of Fu Shenghe's wallet, why doesn't Fu Shenghe touch himself!

Did Qi Yan step on some shit luck, Ling Hang's hands hanging by his sides were tightly held together, staring at the direction Qi Yan had already left, the anger in his eyes almost burst out.

"Xiao Ling, why are you here?" Zhao Xuan's questioning voice came from behind.

Ling Hang was taken aback for a moment, then put away the sinister expression on his face, put on his usual gentle and friendly look, turned around and smiled innocently and shyly at Zhao Xuan.

Sure enough, seeing the momentary infatuation in Zhao Xuan's eyes, even though Zhao Xuan immediately recovered, Ling Hang still caught it, and Ling Hang couldn't help but feel secretly proud.

"Brother Zhao, do you know why Qi Yan came to see Brother Fu today?" Ling Hang looked at Zhao Xuan, blinking his eyes pretendingly.

"Oh," Zhao Xuan's eyes straightened, his throat felt a little dry, his Adam's apple moved, and he rubbed his nose embarrassedly, "I seem to be looking for resources from Mr. Fu."

Hearing Zhao Xuan's words, a flash of clarity flashed in Ling Hang's eyes, and he understood instantly.

Heh, Qi Yan, you can't blame me next time, who told you to rob me, I can only blame you for being too in the way, a scheming flash across Ling Hang's face!