Knocking on the door every night, the group's beloved wife can't stand it

After Si Wen entered the room, she rubbed her face. The places where Fu Yan had kissed her were still hot.

She sighed heavily. Fu Yan must have drunk too much today. He was different from usual and very aggressive.

She walked to the window and looked out, vaguely seeing Shi Yi's car driving away.

Si Wen felt very upset. Shi Yi's attitude was unclear and the promises he made were never promises.

She slapped her forehead hard, trying to wake herself up. Every time Shi Yi looked at her in a good light, she would have fantasies and always felt that Shi Yi was about to fall in love with her.

Si Wen opened the window and the cool wind blew in, cooling her hot head.

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground was heard rapidly, which was particularly obvious in the quiet night. Si Wen could hear it more clearly with the window open.

Who is so crazy as to drift in the neighborhood?

Si Wen stuck his head out and saw a tall man staggering towards the entrance of the building.

She leaned half of her body out, following the man's figure with her eyes, but soon she lost sight of him as he had already entered the building.

Damn! Si Wen closed the window and calmed down. Why did she feel that the figure looked so familiar? Could he be looking for her?

Feeling anxious, she prayed that she had recognized the wrong person.

Good luck always comes to Si Wen. Just as she finished praying, someone knocked on the door.

Si Wen's heart skipped a beat. She quietly approached the door and looked out through the door mirror. When she saw the person outside, her face wrinkled.

She was not mistaken, it was really him!

The person outside the door was very impatient today and knocked hard on the door.

Si Wen pretended to be dead and dared not say a word through the door.

"Count to three. If you don't open the door, I will post the photo on WeChat Moments."

"one……"

Si Wen opened the door a crack and asked calmly, "Brother Fu Yan, why are you here so late?"

Fu Yan held the door and pulled it hard. Si Wen staggered. Fu Yan caught her in his arms and said, "You performed well today. I will throw myself into your arms now."

Before Si Wen could react, Fu Yan carried her into the house.

"How did you get in?" Si Wen tried to pry his hands away, "Let me go first."

Fu Yan's face turned slightly red, and he looked at Si Wen with a cold look, "Why can't I come in?"

Si Min tried hard with both hands, but couldn't pry open a single finger of Fu Yan. His hands seemed to be made of steel, welded to her waist.

"It's not appropriate for a man and a woman to be in the same room together," Si Wen couldn't hold back, so she could only soften her tone, "Brother Fu Yan, can you please let go first?"

Fu Yan was more attracted by the cute and soft approach, so he let go of Si Wen and leaned against her, shaking his body a few times.

Si Wen was frightened, "You are not still having a fever!"

She reached out to touch Fu Yan's forehead. It wasn't hot, but his face was a little red. Si Wen touched his cheek with the back of her hand. It was slightly warm. "Brother Fu Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Yan held her hand and rubbed it against his lips, "I'm drunk."

"Why did you come to me when you were drunk?" Si Wen pulled her hand back and pushed him away. Suddenly, she thought of something, "You drank and drove? This is drunk driving, it's illegal!"

"You care about me?" Fu Yan pinched Si Wen's face, "You still have a little bit of conscience."

"Who cares about you? I care about passers-by!" Si Min slapped Fu Yan's hand away.

Si Wen took out her cell phone and said, "I'll call Fu Xin and ask him to pick you up."

"Don't call, he can't come," Fu Yan turned off Si Wen's phone screen, "He has been abroad for the past half month. There is a project that requires him to follow up."

Si Wen turned on her phone again, "Then I'll call a designated driver to take you home."

"My car has been taken away." Fu Yan staggered into the house. He walked into the second bedroom and took a look. "I'll just stay here for the night."

"No!" Si Wen didn't dare to let Fu Yan stay, "What's the matter with you staying with my son?"

"You won't let me stay?" Fu Yan suddenly took a photo of Si Wen with his phone, "Then I'll post it on WeChat Moments and say you took the initiative to invite me to stay."

"You are sick!" Si Wen tried to grab Fu Yan's phone, "You should just call me Fu Wulai."

Fu Yan held up his phone, neither too high nor too low, so Si Wen could just touch his hand. He joked, "I know you like my hands the most, so I told you I'd let you touch them."

He placed his other hand in front of Si Wen's eyes and waved it. Si Wen was like a demon, her attention was drawn to his hand. She twisted her slender fingers lightly, and with a flip of her hand, a rose appeared, "For you."

Si Wen took the rose in surprise and asked, "How did you make it?"

"Do you like it?" Fu Yan's hand gently stroked Si Wen's face, "What else do you like? I'll change it for you next time."

"I like money!" Si Wen looked at the roses and answered casually.

"Money? I have it right now."

He put down the hand holding the phone and reached for his wallet. Si Wen took the opportunity to grab his phone.

Si Wen held the rose in her mouth and quickly opened Fu Yan's mobile phone album. There were only two photos in his album, one was just taken, and the other was a photo of the two of them taken secretly when they were sleeping the night before.

She selected two photos and deleted them all. After deleting the photos, she took the rose out of her mouth and breathed a sigh of relief, finally solving a difficult problem.

Fu Yan stood behind Si Wen without knowing when, put his arms around her waist, and whispered, "All the photos in my phone will be automatically backed up to the cloud, so you can retrieve them even if you delete them."

Si Wen felt like she was in ice and snow, her heart was chilled, she cried and asked, "What do you want?"

"Leave Shi Yi completely and follow me." Fu Yan sucked Si Min's earlobe.

Si Wen's body trembled, she clenched her fists, broke away from Fu Yan, turned around and looked at him, "What do you mean by following you? As your mistress?"

"Even if I die of poverty and starvation, I will never be anyone's mistress," Si Wen held back tears of humiliation, "You can live here if you want, and you can post the photos wherever you want. I'm not afraid anymore!"

After saying this, Si Wen ran back to the master bedroom and locked the door from the inside.

Fu Yan frowned. When did he say he wanted her to be his mistress?

He rubbed his swollen temples. He did drink a little too much today. He would explain to the little girl tomorrow.

Si Wen returned to the room, holding her pounding heart and breathing heavily.

Oh my god, she actually felt a strange feeling in her body just now. If she hadn't been able to respond quickly and deliberately misinterpreted Fu Yan's meaning, she was afraid that something would happen if she continued to stay.

Men are so scary!

Si Wen decided to avoid Fu Yan recently because meeting him would be too awkward.

At five o'clock the next day, Si Wen was awakened by the alarm clock she set.

She packed herself up, tiptoed out of the house and went to work at the company.

I bought breakfast on the way and arrived at the company before seven o'clock.

She thought she was the first one to arrive, but when she got out of the elevator, she found that the door of the president's office was open.

Si Wen walked to her seat and looked around, but didn't see anyone. Could it be that she forgot to lock the door yesterday?

This was not something she should worry about. Si Wen took out her breakfast, which was a tray of steamed dumplings, still hot.

Just as she picked one up and put it in her mouth, she heard someone behind her say, "You're not sleepwalking!"