Pretending to be beautiful and committing crimes: The president's cold and charming wife

Seeing the phone ringing again, Bai Yao said, "Go pick it up, I might have something urgent to call you." Otherwise, she wouldn't call so frequently.

Looking down at the word Yan Yan on his phone, Fu Zichen frowned. What's going on?Suman is right in front of him, so who's calling him?Did he guess wrong?There is no connection between Yan Yan and Sumanyu?
The doubts in my heart did not improve because of this phone call, but became more confused and suspicious.

Clenching the phone tightly, nodding to several people, Fu Zichen also wanted to find out what was going on, said sorry, and strode out.

Looking at Fu Zichen's back, Su Manyu raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly, turned his head and glanced at Su Yayun's face, and immediately restrained himself, turning cold.

Su Yayun, the story has already begun, I hope you will not be too sad in the future.

"Manman? Manman? What are you thinking girl?" He told Bai Yao that he wanted to have a good chat with his granddaughter, and whether he could keep his granddaughter for a few days, Bai Yao said it was up to her.In the end, after shouting several times, she realized that the girl was in a daze.

"Huh? What's the matter?" When he came back to his senses, he looked confused.

What happened just now?Did you say something?

Bai Yao had no choice but to repeat: "We are asking you, do you want to go back with us, or stay at Su's house..."

"Oh, what I mean?" Not knowing that everyone in the room thought this answer was very important, she touched her nose and casually made a decision: "Then stay with grandpa again."

Things changed, how could she leave so easily?

This answer reassured Mr. Su and Su Hongtian a lot. Bai Yao always respected Su Manyu's ideas. In the whole room, only Su Yayun wished she could throw her out, but she couldn't, she could only pretend to smile.

Su Manyu didn't care at all how much Su Yayun hated herself, she just wanted to know how Fu Zichen would feel now?

Fu Zichen, who had walked out of the Su family, had already pressed answer. On the other end of the phone, Yan Yan's familiar voice was still fascinating, but it seemed a little different...it seemed a little dazed.

Before he could speak, the other side had already opened his mouth: "Fu Zichen, do you know how to be sympathetic to women? Why don't you be more considerate to them... Do you know that I really can't bear it..."

Does this mean... last night?

Fu Zichen didn't know what he was thinking, Su Manyu was in the room, Yan Yan was on the phone with her, the two of them... clearly should not be the same.

However, the more obvious it was, the more unwilling he was to believe it. He felt that there must be something wrong.

Yan Yan on the other end of the phone seemed to be drinking, her voice was in a daze, but the tone of voice could be heard to be her.Fu Zichen looked back at the closed door behind him, and thought to himself, what if this was recorded in advance and played for him?

"Yan Yan, are you at home? Drinking alone?" If it was prepared in advance, there should be no way to answer the question.

In the next second, Yan Yan's words overturned all his thoughts: "Ah? I... I seem to be at home, hehe, I'm not alone, and there are glutinous rice balls here, meow, meow!"

It sounded a bit nonsense, and he was still meowing like a cat, Fu Zichen felt a wave of depression in his heart.

how so?The person on the phone is really...but the person I saw before is so similar!Is he really thinking too much?

In fact, it doesn't matter, whether Yan Yan and Suman speak the same language or not, it should make no difference to him.However, what is the loss in my heart for?
"Drink less and go to bed early." At this moment, Fu Zichen suddenly lost the desire to deal with her.

Just as the call was about to be cut off, there was the sound of a cat meowing.Suddenly, Fu Zichen knew that Yan Yan was right, she was indeed at home.That glutinous rice ball was the white cat that I took her to buy together. I really... did I guess wrong?
　
But Sumanyu and Yan Yan are in two places, which is the most powerful evidence.

Putting the phone back in his pocket, he stood outside the door. After a long time, he opened the door and walked in. His face softened slightly: "I'm sorry, I really have something important to ask me, I'm afraid I have to leave first."

"What's wrong?" Su Yayun walked over worried.

Fu Zichen lowered his head, looked at the anxious expression on Su Yayun's face, and comforted him: "It's okay, I just need to go over and deal with it myself, don't worry."

"Go and deal with it if you have something to do." Su Hongtian also breathed a sigh of relief, wondering if it was because Fu Zichen bumped into his family scandal twice, he was always very nervous.

Nodding to the people beside the bed, he turned and walked out.Su Yayun followed immediately: "I'll go with you." Then, the two went out together.

I kept estimating the time in my heart, and didn't want to listen to what my mother and grandpa were talking about. Seeing that the time was almost up, she suddenly stood up and rushed out, saying, "Oh! My shopping is still at Miaomiao's place! I have to find She! I won't be coming back at night, you don't have to worry about me at Miaomiao's side." The man ran out without giving anyone time to react.

Fu Zichen originally planned to go directly to the apartment, but Su Yayun followed him to the door and insisted on going out with him. In desperation, he called Assistant Fang and finally sent him back.

It was two hours later when he arrived at the apartment.Since the last time when no one knocked on the door, Fu Zichen asked someone to prepare the same key.This time he didn't knock on the door, and opened it directly. The slightly pungent smell wafted through the whole house, and he frowned unconsciously.

Was she really drunk in the apartment?

Still doubtful, Fu Zichen pushed the door open and walked in. At a glance, he saw Yan Yan who was sitting on the carpet with his head tilted, wondering if he was asleep. There was a snow-white milk cat lying in her arms. There are still unfinished red wine glasses.

After hesitating for a while, he strode over, bent down and wanted to bring the sleeping woman back to the room, but he didn't expect that just before he bent down and touched her, the man suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him like that .

When those confused eyes saw him, they seemed to light up. A pair of snow-white arms wrapped around his neck immediately, and he asked coquettishly, "It's Young Master Fu? Did I see it wrong? Young Master Fu, you It's so beautiful...hehe..."

Fu Zichen didn't move, but just looked at her fixedly.But the drunk woman didn't notice anything, she leaned over and licked the corner of his lips lightly: "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Combining the presumptuous movements with a soft tone, Fu Zichen hugged the whole person up with a strong arm, and said with deep eyes, "Did you have a dream? You will know soon."

"What?" Yan Yan tilted his head, as if he didn't understand: "I still want to drink! I haven't finished it yet!"

Fu Zichen used both hands to imprison him in his arms, and his breathing became a little short: "Don't drink, you're drunk."

Although it was not the first time that they had flirted like this, she had always been in a very clear state, not as if she didn't know what she was doing like now, she was very charming and frank.

"Am I drunk?" Yan Yan smiled at Fu Zichen, tried to open his eyes wide, and said softly: "No, I'm not drunk, I can continue..."

Really drunk.

The Yan Yan in front of him has always been a smart woman, although there are times when she is jealous, she is attractive, but at this moment, she is like a child who has not grown up.

As soon as Yan Yan moved, the collar parted slightly, and his eyes fell on Yan Yan's delicate collarbone and the marks on his fair skin. Everything from last night flooded into his mind instantly, and he felt that he had an immediate reaction.

He didn't want to wait any longer, and carried him into the bedroom, but when he put him down, he deliberately lightened his movements, with a softness that he didn't even feel.

Yan Yan has been obediently leaning in his arms, but when he put her on the big bed and wanted to take off her clothes, he was stopped.

Holding his sleeves with both hands, he looked over in surprise, only to find that this always charming woman had a little bit of entanglement and fear on her face at the moment.

Fu Zichen stroked her long hair almost subconsciously, and comforted: "I won't leave, don't be afraid."

"Don't leave me, okay? Every time I wake up, I'm alone..." He muttered to himself with a little grievance.

Hearing this, Fu Zichen was shocked.She was really drunk. She would never say such things in front of him before. She had never heard such a tone of fear of being abandoned.

He has always been so merciless, leaving directly after taking what he needs, even Yan Yan is the same.

It has always been like this. The women he met all understood what he meant and had no objections. No woman has ever thought of changing her words. This is the first time a woman has been so pitiful. Tell him not to leave her, but he is still the one who he thinks should be the last to say such a thing.

At this moment, although she told herself that Yan Yan might not be the same person as Su Manyu, even if that was the case, then she definitely had ulterior motives in deliberately getting close to him.But hearing such words, his heart still relaxed his vigilance.

Fu Zichen didn't know that he would also feel this kind of reluctance to be alone, but he noticed that he was a little indulgent towards this woman.

then what should we do?Since he already had a different feeling, he wouldn't try to convince himself that he didn't.Looking into her eyes, Su Manyu's face flashed inexplicably in his mind.

Could these two women with different faces be the same person?He was a little shaken, but he quickly confirmed his thoughts.Yes, although everything today showed that his guess was wrong, he still insisted that they were the same person.

Fu Zichen was attracted by Yan Yan's rare side, so he simply hugged him into his arms and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, I won't go."

"Really?" Staring at him seriously, obviously drunk, but still persistently wanting to be assured.

Fu Zichen stretched out his hand to touch her cheek, and said with a smile, "Really, I won't leave you alone." It's not that he doesn't like the feeling of being attached to others. Although this kind of warmth is rare, he has it, and he also loves it. Want to enjoy it.