Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 267 Want to add a crime
After Fu Jingbo left, there was no sound in the room for a long time.

An Yan suddenly didn't dare to look at Zhan Mochen's face. After all, she had deliberately concealed it first.

"I was having dinner with Fu Jingbo tonight. I accidentally bumped into the waiter and soiled my clothes. I had no idea that he bought me clothes, otherwise I wouldn't have called you."

"What do you mean?" Zhan Mochen's face turned uglier. "If I hadn't seen him buying you clothes, would you have continued to deceive me?"

Talking about cheating... is a bit pretentious, An Yan thought to herself.

It's not that she doesn't want to tell the truth to Zhan Mochen, it's just that with Fu Mingwen and Fu Jingbo involved, things seem to have become a little complicated.

With Zhan Mochen's temperament, you should know that Fu Mingwen almost got her drunk and might lose his temper again. Forget it, let's turn the big thing into a trivial one.

An Yan lowered her head and raised her toes and kicked the carpet unconsciously. Her thoughts returned to that box. If Fu Jingbo hadn't appeared at that time, Fu Mingwen's hand seemed to have touched her arm.

As a person who needs a wheelchair to walk, does he want to help her rest?
An Yan always felt that Fu Mingwen had a strange feeling all over his body, but she couldn't explain why, it was just her intuition.

Zhan Mochen waited for several seconds, but when the little woman stared at the ground in a daze, he felt angry and funny.

He could no longer suppress the surging emotions, stretched out his arms to pull her into his arms, and bit An Yan's slender neck hard.

"You're just a little liar. You know I don't like you seeing him, but you still dare to eat with him!"

"It hurts!" An Yan cried out softly, her crimson face buried in Zhan Mochen's arms, and she said in a muffled voice, "He and I have a purely cooperative relationship, so don't make trouble unreasonably."

"Am I making trouble unreasonably?" Zhan Mochen almost laughed out of anger.

His face darkened, and without saying a word, he picked up the little woman and walked out: "Go home now and let you see what is truly unreasonable!"

Zhan Mochen is tall and has long legs. He wears a straight suit and holds the princess in a very handsome manner. Passers-by turn their attention to him.

An Yan was ashamed and embarrassed: "Put me down!"

"Don't talk until I calm down!" Zhan Mochen tried hard to suppress the urge to pull off the little woman's pants and beat her up on the spot, and scolded her with a cold face.

An Yan: ...

Just imagining that scene made An Yan so embarrassed that she couldn't even lift her head.

Zhan Mochen put An Yan into the car and looked at her coldly: "You called me from the hotel phone today. Where is your mobile phone?"

"It should have been left at the restaurant. I'll pick it up tomorrow." An Yan answered truthfully.

Zhan Mochen glanced at Ding Hao, who was sitting in the front row: "You go to the restaurant to pick up my wife's bag and drive her car back. I'll go home directly."

"Yes."

Ding Hao got out of the car immediately and walked away neatly.

She and Zhan Mochen were the only ones left in the car, especially Zhan Mochen's face, which made An Yan feel a sense of crisis.

An Yan shrank back slightly.

Zhan Mochen pulled off his tie with one hand and threw it aside, then slammed the car door with the other hand.

"What do you think..." An Yan didn't say a word before the man's tall body pressed down on her.

"Yan Yan is very bad today, I want to collect some interest first."

The man was tall and slender, and he felt very oppressive as he approached. The light outside the car window hit half of his face, outlining his handsome three-dimensional outline, and his sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down in the light and shadow.

An Yan had a bad intuition, and before she could resist, her lips were sealed.

"Hmm..." The delicate exclamation was swallowed up by Zhan Mochen. His big hand clasped the back of the little woman's head, and the smooth hair caused a throbbing in his palm.

I don't know how long it took, but An Yan was finally freed from the almost suffocating kiss.

The bright red lips shone with a moist sheen in the darkness. Zhan Mochen's arms were propped on top of her body, his eyes as dim as a cheetah in the dark night.

He stretched out his fingers and brushed her delicate lips, laughing softly: "Do you know you are wrong?"

An Yan's hands clung to his neck in a daze: "Zhan Mochen, you are unreasonable..."

"That's my truth." Zhan Mochen pecked An Yan on the lips again, then picked her up and put her in the passenger seat, "Let's go home."

An Yan nestled in the passenger seat, wanting to cry but without tears.She just went out for a meal with someone, right?
Zhan Mochen turned the steering wheel with his hands, and with a glance from the corner of his eye, he caught the little woman's resentful gaze.

A smile appeared on her thin lips, but her eyes were cold.

He was willing to believe what Yan Yan said.

But he didn't believe a word Fu Jingbo said.

An Yan looked at Zhan Mochen's face, always feeling that his eyes were dangerous.

After thinking about it, she tried in a low voice: "You won't go to Fu Jingbo to cause trouble tomorrow, will you?"

"No." Zhan Mochen kept his anger in his heart and turned to An Yan with a fond smile.

An Yan was relieved: "That's good, you must not scare away my customers."

Zhan Mochen's lips were slightly cold and he said nothing.

Everyone can see Fu Jingbo's ulterior motives. If he hadn't been afraid of scaring An Yan today, he would never have let Fu Jingbo off so easily.

If Fu Jingbo doesn't know what's right and approaches An Yan again and again, don't blame him for being rude.

As for tomorrow...

Zhan Mochen lowered his eyes.

Of course he will not go to Fu Jingbo to cause trouble, he will only talk to Fu Jingbo.

The next day.

Lu Yu Tea Room.

As soon as the man with a gentle appearance and elegant temperament walked into the tea room, he was brought to Zhan Mochen.

Zhan Mochen was making tea when he heard the footsteps. He didn't even raise his eyelids. He was still concentrating on looking at the buds and leaves rolling in the teacup.

Fu Jingbo pursed his lips slightly, waited for a while and didn't hear Zhan Mochen's words, so he simply sat down opposite him.

Zhan Mochen then handed over a cup of tea and sneered: "Mr. Fu is so courageous, even my wife dares to do whatever she wants."

Fu Jingbo's hand shaking when he reached out to take the tea almost spilled the tea.

But his expression quickly returned to normal, he took the tea and took a sip before speaking: "Mr. Zhan misunderstood. Mr. An and I are just partners and can only be considered friends."

"Misunderstanding? I haven't settled the debt with your Fu family six years ago, but you still dare to provoke Yan Yan. Are your Fu family's life too comfortable?"

"Commander Zhan!" Fu Jingbo suddenly raised his head and lost his voice in shock, "How could you..."

"You want to say how could I know?" Zhan Mochen looked at the other party coldly, "Not only do I know what happened to the Fu family six years ago, I also know how your father's leg was disabled."

Zhan Mochen's eyes were like daggers, cutting through Fu Jingbo's deliberate disguise inch by inch.

Fu Jingbo's whole body was stiff. After a while, he leaned back and slumped back on the chair, as if the tight string was completely broken.

"It turns out that you already knew that my father wanted to marry An Yan..."

Zhan Mochen raised his eyebrows but said nothing, leaving Fu Jingbo frightened and uneasy.

After a while, the cold sweat on Fu Jingbo's forehead slowly fell.

He looked at Zhan Mochen with a white face: "My father did have a mistake back then, but now his legs are paralyzed and hemiplegia. Isn't this retribution enough? What else do you want to do?"

"What kind of retribution is this? Your father almost ruined An Yan's life."

Zhan Mochen was too lazy to listen to Fu Jingbo's misfortune, his eyes were cold and he tapped his fingers on the tea table.

"I don't want her to recall those sad past events. As long as you, the Fu family, don't bother her anymore and completely disappear from her presence, I can forget about the past."

Fu Jingbo's eyes darkened.

"What does Mr. Zhan mean...for our Fu family to terminate all cooperation with Yu Fei?"

(End of this chapter)