In the face of Shen Zichuan's surprise, Fang Xiaoran was so shocked that she could hardly speak.

There was no emotion on the man's face. With a mouthful of white smoke, he frivolously sprayed it on her face and looked at her with heavy eyes. He looked like cold or not.

"Cough, what are you doing?"

In the past, Fang Xiaoran would have avoided even if she didn't hit the wine bottle in his face.

But now, she came to sincerely apologize to him. If she hit him in a moment of anger, he would definitely spread all his anger on Xiao Jingcheng. This is not the result she wants to see.

Silently biting the lip flap, Fang Xiaoran stepped back two steps and carefully wanted to stay away from him, but she didn't know whether the thin heel of her high-heeled shoes slipped or stepped on something. As soon as she bumped, she was about to fall forward.

"Ah!"

The man's vigorous arms stretched across and caught her.

She was held in the air by Shen Zichuan, and was immediately abandoned by him on the other side of the sofa. The man who had been holding back his anger couldn't help talking, "can you use something else besides throwing yourself into the arms?"

Fang Xiaoran had been molested by him just now. Fang Xiaoran had a problem with him. Now he said he threw himself into his arms and hugged him when he fell unexpectedly. He was too angry to vent on him, and his face turned blue.

"Shen Zichuan, don't be amorous here. If it's not for asking you to let Xiao Jingcheng go and his company go, you'll pay me to come, and I don't want to see you."

Why didn't you find him such an asshole before?

She provoked him. She has sincerely apologized to him. What else do you want?

"Don't want to see me?"

Shen Zichuan listened to her angry words and looked at her angry red eyes. Ice water seemed to permeate his blood, so cold that his heart could not jump and numb to stiffness.

As if a long time ago, there was such a similar woman, stubborn and not afraid of death, standing in front of him, fighting against him everywhere for a man.

He couldn't remember who the woman was or her facial features, but it must be no different from the look of the woman named Fang Xiaoran.

The man's body suddenly tightened, suddenly raised a pair of cold and angry eyes, stared hard at getting up from the sofa, trembled with fear, but still stood up and stubbornly looked at his woman, hooked his lips and smiled hard and cold, "Fang Xiaoran, if you hadn't begged to see me in front of song Zijian like a dog, do you think you could see me today?"

"Who is a dog? Shen Zichuan, who do you say is like a dog?"

Once again, Fang Xiaoran was abused as a dog by the damn man. Fang Xiaoran was almost mad. No matter whether she wanted to suppress her anger, make a humble apology, or take into account Xiao Jingcheng's people, Xiao Jingcheng's company——

Regardless, she grabbed everything she could catch around her, wine bottles, goblets for drinking red wine, exquisite dishes for snacks, and silvery knives and forks. She grabbed them in her hand and threw them at the man with bad words. Tears of humiliation slipped out of the corners of her eyes.

Silent tears, "Shen Zichuan, how did you become like this, how did you become like this?"

Fang Yanrong, Zhao Li, Fang Xinyuan, song Zijian, Ji muyuan and other relatives and friends, you can remember everything in the company's industries, but just forget me?

Listening to her silent sobbing, Shen Zichuan's cold facial features stagnated for a moment, frowned and stared at her with cold eyes, "Fang Xiaoran, what I become has nothing to do with you. You're just a woman who wants to seduce me to climb a high branch. What identity do you accuse me of?"

"Yes, you're right. I'm a stranger to you. In fact, you're just a stranger to me."

Fang Xiaoran looked back at him in a trance. It seemed that he had cut a bloody hole in her heart. It hurt so much that she didn't even have the strength to stand.

Painfully closed his eyes, his delicate body seemed to lose its supporting power, and he collapsed on the cold floor.

She is really cheap. He is about to marry Fang Yanrong. What else do you fantasize about him?

Unexpectedly, the place where Fang Xiaoran fell was not far from Shen Zichuan. It seemed that as long as he stretched out his hand, he could take her beautiful body into his arms.

In particular, the faint fragrance from her was like the smell of the mysterious woman in Tongcheng hotel that night.

For half a minute, Shen Zichuan's brain was stunned.

He breathed deeply, but inhaled too much fragrance from Fang Xiaoran, which made him think of the softness and warm fragrance of the woman who intoxicated him.

The instinct of the body is faster than the reaction of his brain.

Shen Zichuan was almost crazy when she smelled the smell similar to that woman that night.

Soon, with blood red eyes and one arm carrying Fang Xiaoran's skirt collar, he picked her up from the floor, threw her on the sofa again, bullied her, and began to nibble at her white and greasy face.

It's not a kiss, it's a vicious bite, like crazy.

While biting Fang Xiaoran's tender lip flap, flowing with the sweet smell, he put his elbow against her delicate neck, with a cold voice like a thin blade, "was the woman that night you, wasn't she?"

As long as Fang Xiaoran dares to nod and admit a word, he can hurt the killer and break her neck.

When all the evil and cruel in his heart were vented, Fang Xiaoran felt no tenderness, only pain, endless pain.

The more painful it is, the clearer Fang Xiaoran's reason becomes.

She has loved him for more than ten years and spent four years of marriage together. She knows Shen Zichuan's cruel character like the back of her hand.

Xiao Jingcheng has offended him here. If he knows the truth of that night, she is the woman of that night. Waiting for her will be more terrible than life.

Seriously, she has loved him for so many years but can't love him. She is not afraid of death.

But she's dead. What should baby do?

Without her protection and her desperate efforts to get umbilical cord blood treatment for bao'er, bao'er is likely to live less than seven years old?

Fang Xiaoran blinked quickly, blinking away her endless tears. Under the havoc of Xiao Jingcheng, she trembled her body and voice, pulled her fingers on the floor and smiled silently.

"Shen Zichuan, I don't know what you're talking about. You recognize the wrong person."

"Don't tell the truth?"

The man put his elbow against her delicate neck and forcefully clamped her chin, "OK, then I'll do it until you tell the truth."

With great strength, Fang Xiaoran almost crushed her mandible. The pain was like a steel knife scraping on inch bones. It was unbearable, but she had to bite her teeth to bear it.

What Fang Xiaoran didn't expect was that the more humiliating thing was still to come.

When her clothes were violently torn into pieces by Shen Zichuan, she finally couldn't help shouting, "no, Shen Zichuan, please, no!"

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