Wrong marriage! The black-bellied uncle wants a legitimate status every day

"I'm sorry, sister. I just realized that I wore your slippers and left my shoes at your house."

Fang Yaqi's apologetic voice came from the loudspeaker.

Lin Mingmo's heart was beating very fast.

She looked at the door and then at Sheng Yuan.

In this situation, it is impossible to open the door and let Fang Yaqi in.

Sheng Yuan saw the panic in his eyes.

He didn't care and reached out towards the door handle.

Lin Mingmo quickly grabbed his wrist and signaled with her eyes, "Don't open the door."

Sheng Yuan sneered and lowered his voice and said, "Don't you want me to go see her? What are you afraid of?"

He asked knowingly.

Lin Mingmo's hands were shaking and her eyes were filled with tears.

It was already boring enough, and she didn't want to add any more trouble.

Seeing Lin Mingmo like this, although Sheng Yuan's anger had not dissipated, he withdrew his hand, took a step back, and looked at Lin Mingmo quietly.

Fang Yaqi rang the doorbell several times without getting a response.

"Sister, are you there?" she muttered softly, "Strange, I clearly heard the sound."

Lin Mingmo took a deep breath, collected herself, and said, "Um... Sister Xiaoqi, just wear your slippers. I'll send your shoes to you tomorrow."

Fang Yaqi was stunned for a moment, then grinned and said jokingly: "Oh, your boyfriend is back."

Sheng Yuan's gloomy gaze fell on Lin Mingmo.

Lin Mingmo's face flushed.

"Uh... that's right."

Fang Yaqi was not the kind of person who didn't understand romance. She said softly, "Then I won't bother you anymore," and then left.

Only when the sound outside the door completely disappeared did Lin Mingmo lean closer to look out through the peephole.

After making sure Fang Yaqi had left, she turned around again and urged Sheng Yuan with a cold face, "You'd better go back quickly, don't keep them waiting too long!"

This time, Sheng Yuan did not refuse.

He exuded a cold aura and opened the door and left.

The movements are smooth, without any drag.

The door closed with a "click" sound, and Lin Mingmo woke up as if from a dream.

My whole body started to tremble uncontrollably, and I couldn't help but think about what would happen to Sheng Yuan and Fang Yaqi upstairs...

It must be very exciting for lovers to meet again after a long separation.

Fang Yaqi returned to Sheng Yuan's home and felt very depressed looking at the dull black, white and gray tones in the room. It was completely different from the decoration five years ago.

She thought that Sheng Yuan must be very angry to erase all traces of her life.

But the more you care, the harder it is to forget, right?

Just as Fang Yaqi was thinking about how to decorate the apartment, the door opened.

Sheng Yuan's stern figure suddenly appeared at the door.

She immediately showed a look of joy, trotting all the way, and jumped onto Sheng Yuan's body.

She was wearing extremely short shorts, her almost bare thighs wrapped around Sheng Yuan's thighs, and she excitedly shouted, "A Yuan! You're finally back! I missed you so much!"

She buried her head in Sheng Yuan's shoulder and suddenly smelled a fragrance.

Sheng Yuan didn't reach out to hug her.

Fang Yaqi slipped down.

She raised her head and met Sheng Yuan's deep eyes.

It had been so long since I had seen such a look in her eyes that Fang Yaqi paused slightly.

"Ayuan, don't you miss me?"

As she spoke, she hooked her arms around Sheng Yuan's neck, stood on tiptoe, and put her lips close to his.

Just when they were about to touch each other, Sheng Yuan pushed her away with a cold face.

"Fang Yaqi, we have broken up for a long time."

Cold enough, cool enough.

He is indeed the man she can never forget.

Fang Yaqi tilted her head and gathered her long hair to one side, revealing her graceful shoulders and neck.

After being in love with Sheng Yuan for five years, she knew where his passionate kiss would land when he was aroused.

"A Yuan, five years have passed, and you haven't changed at all. You're still as handsome as before."

She reached out, wanting to touch his face, and even more wanted to hug him and pour out the longing that had accumulated for five years.

Sheng Yuan turned his head away.

"Still blaming me?"

She had a good sense of smell, and the increasingly strong aroma that filled her nose made it difficult for her to ignore.

This is a women's fragrance, Sheng Yuan definitely won't use it.

What's more, this vague feeling seems to be stained from people.

Being able to smell the fragrance of another person obviously means that the distance between the two people has exceeded the normal social distance, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are close.

Was it a hug? Or a kiss?

Fang Yaqi continued to look at Sheng Yuan, and finally saw an inconspicuous scratch on his collarbone.

For some reason, the image of the girl downstairs instantly appeared in her mind.

Sheng Yuan stood straight, his face deep and stern, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and remained silent.

Once, Sheng Yuan was depressed for a long time because of Fang Yaqi's sudden departure.

He also thought about what kind of emotions he would feel if Fang Yaqi appeared in front of him again.

Excitement? Hatred? Or something else...

But when he actually saw Fang Yaqi now, he realized that his previous thoughts were too naive.

At this moment, he had no emotions at all.

Five years was enough time for Sheng Yuan to digest all the pain, and finally, he stood in front of her calmly.

Fang Yaqi felt Sheng Yuan's indifference and alienation, and her heart trembled slightly.

"I asked Ayang, and he said there's no other woman around you." Fang Yaqi smiled bitterly, "But he doesn't seem to understand you."

How could Sheng Yuan, a handsome, sexy young man with normal mental and physical health, not have women around him?

There was a slight glint in Sheng Yuan's eyes as he stared into Fang Yaqi's eyes.

Fang Yaqi continued, "A woman who uses Louis Vuitton's Blooming Dance perfume... has quite a bit of taste."

Sheng Yuan frowned slightly and asked in a cold voice, "What do you want to say?"

Fang Yaqi shrugged and smiled, "What a coincidence, the young girl downstairs also uses this perfume."

When she said this, she looked at him intently, and any abnormality in his behavior could not escape her eyes.

However, Sheng Yuan's face was as cold as if carved out of ice, without a single change.

"and then?"

"What is your relationship with the woman downstairs?" Fang Yaqi asked directly without keeping the question in suspense.

"I have no obligation to report to you." Sheng Yuan's voice was extremely cold, and his eyes were also cold. "Also, now that you have seen me, you can leave."

Fang Yaqi was stunned for a moment.

Sheng Yuan's coldness was beyond her expectations.

However, she still smiled calmly and turned to walk inside.

"A Yuan, my parents sold all their properties in the country and left. Now I'm...homeless. Are you really not going to take me in?"

She doesn't plan to leave.

He walked straight into the master bedroom, which was filled with Sheng Yuan's aura.

Fang Yaqi's purpose is very clear. She came back this time to marry Sheng Yuan.

Sheng Yuan looked at him coldly and took out a cigarette case and lighter from his suit pocket.

Light a cigarette and take a deep breath.

After the smoke passed through the lungs, it was slowly exhaled from the lips with the breath.

One has to admit that Fang Yaqi had indeed left an indelible mark on Sheng Yuan's life. He even learned to smoke after she left him.

After finishing a cigarette, Fang Yaqi walked out barefoot wearing Sheng Yuan's white shirt.

She has a hot body and her long legs are barely covered by the loose shirt. No man can resist such temptation.

"A Yuan..." Fang Yaqi's deliberately lowered voice was full of temptation.