Rose Manor

Chapter 25 The Long Night

Living together on the third floor, Shen Jianian had never set foot in Fu Jichen's bedroom. She stopped outside the door with a tray and knocked on the door with one hand.

"Dong Dong" sounded twice, which was very clear in the quiet corridor in the middle of the night.

He retracted his hand and held one end of the binaural tray, waiting for a second or two, but there was no response coming from it.

Shen Jia Nian couldn't help but wonder, was Fu Jichen so drunk that he lost consciousness?
I always feel that a person like him, who has a distinguished status and a deep and unpredictable mind, will not let himself fall into a passive situation when going out to socialize.How many people from the Fu family in Beicheng, the most likely future power holders of the Junshan Group, dare to embarrass themselves?
Shen Jianian knocked on the door again, knocking the knuckles on the door several times, accompanied by a tentative voice: "Mr. Fu? Mr. Fu?"

The people in the room still didn't respond at all.

The door was ajar, Shen Jianian breathed out secretly, and pushed it open.

In such a large bedroom, only two wall lamps above the bedside were turned on. The light was dim and yellow, surrounding a large dark bed underneath.The man was fully clothed and lying on the bed, with a corner of the quilt covering his waist and abdomen. The suit jacket he took off was placed on the back of the sofa at the end of the bed. The tie was wrapped around his cold white wrist. He probably pulled it off and forgot to throw it away when he was in a daze. open.

As the footsteps approached, Shen Jianian heard the man's slightly heavy breathing, and also saw the deep wrinkles between his brows, which might be some discomfort.

Shen Jianian put down the tray in his hand, hesitated for a moment, thinking in his heart that he should repay his kindness for helping him many times, leaned closer, and tried to wake him up to drink soup: "Mr. Fu?"

At such a close distance, no matter how she called, the person on the bed showed no sign of waking up, as if he had fallen into a coma.

Shen Jianian was helpless and a little discouraged. She glanced at the hangover soup that was no longer steaming, and felt anxious, so she reached out and shoved his shoulder: "Fu..."

As soon as he blurted out a word, his wrist was tightly grasped, with great strength, and the gripped part felt faint pain.

Shen Jianian's shoulders shrank in shock. She didn't see clearly when the person on the bed opened her eyes or moved her hands. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out of her throat.

Fu Jichen's eyes were as dark as whirlpools, he stared at her for a long time, as if he was distinguishing something, then he relaxed his grip, and said in a hoarse voice, "What's the matter?"

Shen Jianian's heart beat wildly for several beats. After a long time, he regained his frightened soul and said, "Aunt Rong asked me to give you sobering soup."

Fu Jichen closed his eyes and slowed down, half got up and leaned against the head of the bed, picked up the cup of hangover soup on the bedside table and gulped down, his brows were still furrowed.

"I'm going back to my room first, you go to bed early."

Shen Jianian spoke a little faster, and was about to turn around after speaking, but someone grabbed the same part of her wrist, she paused, and looked at the owner of that hand.

While Fu Jichen put down the white porcelain cup, the hand holding her wrist secretly exerted force, and Shen Jianian was dragged back by him, her calf hit the edge of the bed, her body was unstable, and she fell onto the spacious bed.

I felt the world spinning for a while, my eyes were covered with a thick shadow, and the man's breath lingered on the tip of my nose, a faint smell of tobacco, mixed with the smell of alcohol, and an invisible aura of aggression.

Shen Jianian put her hands on his chest and refused, with fear and panic in her eyes: "Fu Jichen, what are you going to do?"

The current situation easily brought back Shen Jianian's unbearable memories on that rainy night.

Fu Jichen's tiger's mouth locked her jaw, and under his palm was the woman's white skin, which felt very good to the touch. It was as smooth and tender as a peeled lychee, and she shuddered slightly.She had taken a shower, her long hair was as smooth as satin, and her body exuded the fragrance of gardenia. She was only wearing a soft matte pink nightgown. The fabric was as silky as cold water, and it only touched her body temperature. warm.

"Follow me and help you get back the Lingyue Group." Fu Jichen lowered his neck, pressed his thin lips against her hot ears, his voice was as low as a ghost, "How is it?"

All Shen Jianian's struggles stopped for a moment, and she stared at him in surprise: "What do you mean?"

In Fu Jichen's eyes, he was only three points drunk, unlike talking nonsense after drinking, his performance was calmer than most people when they were sober.Such calmness is frightening for no reason.

"Don't understand?" Fu Jichen raised the corners of his lips, and smiled softly, with a warm and ruthless smile, "Miss Shen, you really don't think this deal is so easy to close, do you?"

How could Shen Jianian not understand? What he wanted was not as simple as her being his personal assistant. What he wanted was... her.To be precise, it was her body.

She was naive again, and actually thought that he must be a kind-hearted person because he loved taking care of flowers and plants and adopting stray cats and dogs.

Fu Jichen got off her body and went to the bathroom.

He is not in a hurry, wait for her to figure it out,
The sound of gurgling water rang in her ears. Shen Jia Nian stared at the ceiling absentmindedly, her eyes gradually becoming foggy, just like the frosted glass in the bathroom that was blurred by water vapor.

Shen Jia Nian was desperate and helpless, and vaguely seemed to be holding on to a piece of driftwood.She raised her hands to cover her eyes. Fu Jichen's words that day were still in her ears: I said, wait until you think about it before discussing this deal with me.

It turned out that this was his idea early in the morning, but she didn't understand.She just said that she has nothing else to worry about except this body.

Not long after, Fu Jichen came out wrapped in a nightgown, his short hair was wiped with a towel, it was not completely dry, and it was slightly damp, the smell of tobacco and alcohol on his body was washed away, replaced by the refreshing smell of bath liquid.It's a kind of herbal smell. It doesn't smell good at first, but it will become addictive after a long time.

"Think about it." He sat on the edge of the bed and held her hand with one hand.

The tone is affirmative, not questioning.

She was still lying on his bed, which was the best answer.She could have taken advantage of him to take a shower and go back to her room, but she didn't do that.More than ten minutes were the last time he gave her to think about it.

Time has passed and there is no chance to look back.

Shen Jianian took away the hand covering her eyelids, and as soon as she touched his eyes, her body that had finally calmed down trembled uncontrollably.

Fu Jichen turned off the light, leaned over and covered her under him, in the same posture as before.He stroked her face with his palms, trying to make her less tense.

How could Shen Jianian relax, her teeth clenched even tighter, her body was stiff and trembling violently, she soon broke out in sweat, soaking the quilt under her body.

In the darkness, Shen Jianian closed her eyes, tears rolled from the corners of her eyes into the quilt.

Should she be grateful?Fu Jichen was considered gentle, and this incident was not as painful as she had imagined before.

She heard him call her name: "Shen Jianian..."

She burst into tears, wishing that she was not Shen Jianian.

*
Shen Jianian didn't know when he passed out, but when he woke up, the place next to him was empty, and the sheets were slightly cool, which showed that the person had been up for a long time.

At least I don't have to face him now, which is nice.

When she woke up, her whole body was sore and limp, and there was a faint pain in the crevices of her bones. It felt like the whole skeleton had been disassembled and reassembled.

There was no sticky and uncomfortable feeling on her body, it should be that someone washed her after she fell asleep.As for who this person is, she no longer has the energy to think about it.

Shen Jianian is like a fish stranded on the beach, lying quietly, not caring what time it is, not worrying about what to do if she is late for work, who will deal with the accumulated work...all of these were left behind by her.

She calmed down for a while and moved her arms and legs. The pain doubled in her body in an instant.She frowned, endured the discomfort, put on her nightgown, and walked back to her room barefoot.

He didn't go anywhere and just hid in the bathroom.

She wanted to take another shower to wash away the smell and traces of that person left on her body.

*
Fu Jichen didn't get up very early, went upstairs after dinner, did not see Shen Jianian sleeping peacefully on the bed as expected, searched in the cloakroom and bathroom, but couldn't find her.

Turning around and going to the guest room, as soon as he entered the door, he heard the sound of the shower coming from the bathroom, Fu Jichen's face was a little ugly.He clearly bathed her, when she was asleep.

(End of this chapter)