Marrying a powerful man: The third master is wild and untamable

Shen Yanyan was like a frightened bird, shaking off a basketful of things.

Adjutant Fang was stunned and quickly looked at Fu Jincheng: "Third Master?!"

Fu Jincheng's face was extremely ugly.

He grabbed Shen Yanyan's collar: "Where are they now?!"

Paramount 3rd floor.

Brother Zhao Qiangsheng took off all his clothes.

Zhao Qiangsheng has a skinny body, with ribs like ribs. Because he has been sitting in an office all year round, the skin under his clothes is pale. He does not look like an adult man, but like a thin, malnourished young man.

He looked greedily at Shen Xiuwan, who was lying unconscious on the bed.

At this point, he couldn't care less about whether he wanted to share her with another man, let alone whether she was really pregnant with a child tonight, whether the child would be his or his cousin's.

He just wants to take possession of this beautiful sister-in-law as soon as possible!

Even if she gave birth to her cousin's flesh and blood, he would still be willing to raise her as his own son!

He loves Sister Wan!

The brothers breathed heavily and rustled, and stretched out their hands to peel off Shen Xiuwan's clothes.

As soon as her fingertips touched the button of her clothes, Shen Xiuwan let out a cry and suddenly woke up.

Seeing the two naked people in front of her, she suddenly turned pale: "Zhao Qiangsheng, are you crazy?! Zhao Qiangsheng, have you forgotten who I am?!"

Zhao Qiangsheng's breathing was rapid and weak, like a sickly old horse that had run a long distance.

His eyes were red, he held back his desire, and said urgently: "Sister Wan, I really like you! Yanyan and I have no children, please give us a child! Sister Wan, I knew you as soon as I saw you. She is a kind woman, Sister Wan, please have mercy on us!"

He spoke high-sounding words, but his hand movements did not hesitate at all.

Although he is thin and thin, he is a man after all and is much stronger than Shen Xiuwan.

He pressed his knees against Shen Xiuwan's struggling and kicking legs, and joined forces with Zhao Qiangsong to firmly restrain Shen Xiuwan's hands.

Shen Xiuwan's heart beat violently and her atria contracted sharply.

The two white bodies in front of her looked like writhing fat. She had never thought that human bodies could be so disgusting.

The man's body odor made her even more nauseous.

She really regretted coming to Paramount today with Shen Yanyan and his wife.

She felt deeply ashamed and could not help but threaten: "Zhao Qiangsheng, if you dare to mess with me, I will call the police! You are breaking the law-"

"Snapped!"

Zhao Qiangsong slapped her impatiently.

He roared angrily: "Hey, what are you calling your mother?! You don't even know what you are. A woman who is not wanted by the warlord, why are you pretending to be a chaste and fierce woman here with me?!"

His hands are fat and he is very strong.

Shen Xiuwan was slapped, and her head was buzzing.

Bright red blood oozed from the corners of his lips, and the scenes in front of him began to become blurry and overlapping.

Zhao Qiangsong glared at Zhao Qiangsheng fiercely: "What are you waiting for? Take off her clothes!"

Zhao Qiangsheng claims to have seen the world, but he has never seen anything like this.

Physiological tears rolled down uncontrollably, and he was so frightened that his whole body became weak.

However, things have reached this stage, and he has no reason to let go of the meat in his mouth.

He didn't believe that Shen Xiuwan would call the police.

How could a woman who had lost her virginity dare to make a big deal out of it if she didn't even have time to cover it up?

What's more, he is Shen Yanyan's husband and her brother-in-law.

Destroying him would be equivalent to destroying Shen Yanyan.

Neither Shen Zhongyun nor Aunt Sun would allow her to do this.

Zhao Qiangsheng was determined, but Shen Xiuwan did not dare to call the police.

He became more courageous and hurriedly wiped away his tears. He was just hurriedly unbuttoning Shen Xiuwan's coat when a loud "bang" sound suddenly came from behind!

The Zhao brothers hurriedly looked for their reputation and went out, only to see that the door was kicked open from the outside! The man who appeared at the door, a dignified man in a black coat, seemed to be carrying the night. He had a handsome face with a deep and sinister look, and a cold light shone behind the lenses of his gold glasses. The temperature in the room dropped rapidly, and it seemed that It was bitingly colder than the winter night outside Paramount.

Zhao Qiangsheng couldn't believe it: "Third...Third Master?!"

Zhao Qiangsong was also stunned: "Warlord?!"

Adjutant Fang was furious and shouted: "You two are not allowed to move!"

Fu Jincheng looked at the bed.

He arrived just in time. The woman was still well dressed in her cheongsam. Only her bun was a little fluffy and messy. There was a slightly red and swollen slap mark on her cheek. She was frightened and was huddled in the corner of the bed with her arms folded.

The tears that she held back were welling up in her eyes, and then they rolled down quietly until she met his eyes.

Such tears...

Such a frightened expression...

Was she this desperate and helpless when she was taken away by Cornell alone?

For no reason, Fu Jincheng's heart twitched hard, as if in pain.

He stepped forward, gently stroked Shen Xiuwan's head with his big palm, and whispered: "It's okay."

He picked up Shen Xiuwan, walked a few steps outside, and suddenly glanced at Adjutant Fang.

When Shen Xiuwan was carried into the elevator by Fu Jincheng, she heard a scream like a slaughtering pig coming from that room. It was probably what Adjutant Fang had done to those two people.

The waiter standing at the elevator door turned a deaf ear and only bowed respectfully to Fu Jincheng.

The elevator door closes.

The elevator slowly dropped.

An electric light above the head swayed gently as the elevator descended, illuminating the world.

The feeling of weightlessness made Shen Xiuwan feel dizzy.

She clutched the hem of Fu Jincheng's clothes tightly. The small space, the familiar scent of cedar, and the steady breathing of the man above her head were like a medicine to dispel nightmares. Although she knew very well that this man was not a qualified husband, she Knowing that as long as she stayed with him, she would be safe.

When Fu Jincheng stepped out of the elevator with her in his arms, although she was still scared, at least she was no longer trembling.

She choked: "Jincheng..."

Fu Jincheng didn't speak, but hugged her tighter.

When I stepped out of Paramount, the first snow of this winter in Shanghai happened to fall in the night sky.

In the bustling city, neon lights flash with the light of wealth and excitement.

A snowflake fell on Fu Jincheng's eyelashes.

Although he was clearly in Shanghai, he seemed to have returned to Yanjing two years ago.

In the winter when Shen Xiuwan divorced him, it snowed one after another in Yanjing.

This old-fashioned marriage arranged by the elders finally came to an end, and he thought he was free from now on.

But surprisingly, he didn't feel happy.

Zhou Cibai stood with him on the foreign-style building, overlooking the snow-covered Yanjing City.

She said: "It's snowing again."

He didn't speak, just stared quietly in a distant direction.

Zhou Cibai followed his gaze and said, "I wonder if such heavy snow has ever fallen in Miss Shen's hometown."

Fu Jincheng thought of the small southern town he had visited with Shen Xiuwan.

He remembered that the snow there was far less intense and violent than the goose-feather snow in the north. The snowflakes there were particularly light and lovely. Even if they fell on people's shoulders and sleeves, they were so small that they could easily be ignored.

But they quickly melt into wet, cold snow.

They will inadvertently wet people's sleeves, and the cold air will penetrate directly into the internal organs.

Shen Xiuwan is like the snow in the south.

He thought he had finally dusted it off, but she had actually melted into his clothes. (End of chapter)