Rose Manor

"Sleeping at home?" Fu Jichen raised a hand on the armrest of the sofa to support his chin. He seemed careless, but in fact there was a sense of oppression. "I didn't know that you were so good at lying."

There was a thump, and Shen Jia Nian's heart felt as if he had been hit hard by a drumstick.

Taking a step forward, she saw the phone screen lighting up on the coffee table. It was a photo of her and Pei Che, taken this morning in the hospital ward.

At that time, in order to prevent her from leaving, Pei Che rolled down from the hospital bed and curled up on the ground in pain. She was frightened and squatted down to help him up, but he hugged him tightly.

How come someone just happened to take a picture?
this angle...

Shen Jianian recalled the location of the ward. It should have been taken from across the window, not from the corridor.Who is so purposeful and dedicated to filming there? She is not a star.

Is it because of Pei Che?
Mr. Pei's son has attracted much attention from the media since he returned from the war. She has not paid any attention to it deliberately. She heard colleagues from the secretariat mention him and said that he was often trending on Weibo.

"Don't you have anything to say?" Fu Jichen picked up the cigarette case and lighter on the coffee table, lit another one, and glanced back and forth at her, "Or are you thinking about some excuse to fool me?"

Shen Jianian wore a Klein blue shirt today. It was a very white color, which made her already fair skin even whiter, like frost and snow. She also wore a light gray knitted vest with a stiff bust underneath. skirt.When it's cold, I put on a coat when I go out.The overall style is more professional and casual, which neutralizes the delicate beauty of her body and adds a cool and neat flavor.

The outfit was exactly the same as in the photo. He wished the photo hadn't been taken today, but the facts were right in front of him, and there was no room for him to deceive himself.

He wanted to hear her explanation.

Shen Jia Nian was in a state of confusion. She lied to him and everyone should be angry. She had nothing to say.

"Admit it?" Fu Jichen glanced at her with disappointment and dusted off the ash in the ashtray. "You told me last night not to mention that person in the future, but you rushed to see him and made the news. It's really good. Give me a long face."

He was speaking sarcastically, and he was full of anger.

"I didn't mean to lie." Shen Jianian looked at him. Previously, she couldn't understand why she lied when she received his call, but now she understood, "I was afraid you would be angry."

Fu Jichen was so angry that he couldn't help but laugh: "I still have to thank you for my co-authorship? Shen Jianian, you don't seem to realize the seriousness of the problem. You are on the news, and your past relationship with Pei Che made everyone aware of it. I know, if it is rumored that you and I are involved in the future, you said that if there is any trouble in the Pei family, will others think of me? Do you still want to take Ling Yue back? If you don't want to tell me as soon as possible , I don’t have to bother with that!”

After speaking, his voice unconsciously increased.

Shen Jia Nian looked at him in shock. Could it be that Pei's loss of tens of billions some time ago was his fault?
"You just realized it now?" Fu Jichen sneered, seeing through her.

"I'm sorry." Shen Jianian lowered his eyes, paused, and then explained why he showed up at the hospital. "Someone called me and said that Pei Che was injured and asked me to come over, so I..."

Fu Jichen interrupted her coldly: "So you are soft-hearted? Shen Jianian, let me tell you, you started this transaction, but you cannot decide when it will end."

He wanted to hear her explain, but when she did explain, he didn't want to hear a word of it.

Shen Jianian knew that he was very angry now, so he stopped talking and allowed him to vent his anger.

"Didn't you hear me clearly?" Fu Jichen stared at her, extremely annoyed. Who was she showing this pitiful look to? Did she really think he would be soft-hearted every time?

Shen Jianian raised his head and looked at him: "I understand."

Fu Jichen sneered coldly. He didn't believe this liar at all. Few of the words she said were true. "I got it" was just "got it" and would not have any binding effect.

Shen Jianian asked worriedly: "Then... what to do with the news on the Internet?"

"Now do you know what to worry about?" Fu Jichen sneered, "It's not my turn to care. The Pei family has a guilty conscience and naturally they don't want Pei Che to have anything to do with anyone from the Shen family."

The words were straightforward, but Shen Jianian knew that what he said was the truth.

The Pei family designed to frame the Shen family and left no trace afterwards. Pei Fengnan could not wait for netizens to dig deeper into her affair with Pei Che.

The cell phone suddenly rang in the quiet office.

Fu Jichen leaned over and picked up the phone from the coffee table, pressed the answer button, and put it to his ear.

Lu Yanzhi called mainly because he was concerned about his mood: "Fu Da, are you okay?"

Fu Jichen thought he had something important to do. When he heard his teasing tone, he immediately vented his anger on him: "Get out of here, you bitch."

It was the first time Shen Jianian heard him say such vulgar words, and it was obvious that he was very angry. He didn't know what Lu Yanzhi said. After Fu Jichen scolded him, he hung up the phone and took a long drag on the cigarette.

"Then I'll go out first." Shen Jianian felt that he might not want to see her face for the time being, and would become angrier as he looked at her. "Let you go? Come here."

Fu Jichen put out the cigarette, and the smoke he exhaled drifted away, covering up the gloom between his eyebrows.

Shen Jia Nian didn't dare to offend him, so she went over obediently, and was pulled into his arms. She turned around in an instant, with her back pressed against the armrest of the sofa, while he covered her body and kissed her fiercely.

Fu Jichen pulled away slightly, waited for her to take a breath, and kissed her again, with a domineering momentum, like a hurricane passing by. He was expressing his dissatisfaction in this way.

After you taste something, it's easy to miss that taste.

Fu Jichen has never been a master who would wrong him. He hesitated between solving the problem on the spot or going to the lounge inside. He chose the latter, picked up Shen Jianian and walked to the lounge.

"I have to go back to work..." Shen Jianian's lips were numb, and his words were weak.

"I advise you to shut up." Fu Jichen let go of his hand, threw her on the big bed in the lounge, leaned over and pressed her down, "None of what he said made sense."

*
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Jianian returned to the secretary's office.

Colleagues were busy with their work at their respective workstations. When Shen Jianian sat down, they all looked at her in unison and found that the knitted vest she was wearing was missing, and the neatly ironed shirt on her body had many suspicious wrinkles. The long hair that was rolled up was let down.

Invisible to others, a colleague sitting next to Shen Jianian could clearly see that the cold-toned smoky pink lipstick on her lips had rubbed off and was replaced by a gorgeous rose color.

Wait, it doesn't seem to be because of the change of lipstick, it's like... the effect of excessive kissing.

Yao Qi quickly formed a small group, but Shen Jiannian was not among them.

"It feels like the battle is fierce."

"What did I say! Mr. Chen is definitely possessive!"

"It seems that the law is right. A bamboo horse is no match for the sky."

"There is a new discovery, friends! All the news about Jia Nian and Mr. Pei's family have disappeared on the Internet. Do you think it is Mr. Chen's masterpiece? If it is, then he loves Jia Nian very much!"

Shen Jianian sat down for a long time and was still in a daze. There was still that feeling of wind and waves in his body, which made people dizzy and out of control, as if his heart was being squeezed tightly, and it was up to that person to decide whether it beats fast or slow.

Fortunately, there were no important tasks this afternoon, so it would not affect my work.

When she was leaving get off work, Shen Jianian looked at her phone. Bai Changxia had sent her many messages, asking her if she had met Pei Che. He was worried that she would be sad, so he wrote many words of comfort.

Shen Jia Nian was moved and typed back: "I'm fine."

Bai Changxia: "Pei Che has returned to Beicheng. I saw him at the station, accompanied by several bodyguards."

Shen Jianian was stunned, and then thought that someone from the Pei family had come to Yicheng to take him back. Being able to travel normally meant that his head injury was not serious.

Shen Jianian did not reply to Pei Che's related content and asked Bai Changxia: "What are you doing at the station?"

Bai Changxia: "Follow the orchestra to perform in other places."

Shen Jia Nian stared at this line of writing blankly, remembering that the cello he had put aside could only be reduced to an occasional tool to relieve depression and anguish.

*
In the driving black business car, the scenery he saw through the window gradually became familiar, indicating that he was getting closer to home. Pei Che closed his eyes tiredly.

He was almost kidnapped back to Beicheng by the bodyguards sent by his father.

Four men in suits and ties rushed to the ward and helped him go through the discharge procedures.Because he had stitches on his head and couldn't fly, he chose the high-speed rail.They surrounded him all the way to the station, to the battle, and to the car home.

He was like a prisoner who had committed a serious crime and was escorted back to his prison cell.

The car stopped under the porch, and the driver got out and helped open the back door: "Master Pei, please, Director Pei is waiting for you in the house."

Pei Che got out of the car resignedly and walked step by step into the home that made him want to escape.

Pei Fengnan sat and waited in the living room for a long time. The ashtray on the coffee table was filled with cigarette butts. When he saw this useless son, he couldn't suppress the anger in his chest and raised his hand to slap him.