Love You To The Bones

Shen Zichuan is drinking. I don't know which cup it is. Under the specific ambiguous yellow light of the box, the man's handsome face is too vague to see clearly, let alone any of his emotions.

The slender fingers with distinct bony joints tightly held the goblet full of bright red wine, with few eyebrows and eyes.

The man noticed that Shen Zichuan didn't mean to rescue Fang Xiaoran at all. He licked the fat sausage and thick lips, and continued to say blatant words, "Miss Xiaoran looks pure on the surface, but her figure is very hot. It's delicious. I like it. Well, as long as you take off your outer skirt and let us enjoy it, we can meet any requirements you want!"

Her request is to ask Shen Zichuan to agree to divorce. Can these greasy middle-aged men help her?

Fang Xiaoran ignored the laughter of the bosses and stared fixedly at the cold man sitting in the middle who was drinking quietly.

From the beginning to the present, he drank his wine as if he had stayed out of it.

Fang Xiaoran sneered at herself at the bottom of her heart, took back her eyes, opened the flame red lips gently, and deliberately whined in her soft voice, "boss Wu's face, I must give it."

With that, her slender soft white fingers slowly fell on the blue skirt hanging on her knees.

Yu Guang glanced at Shen Zichuan from the corner of her eye and found that the other party still didn't want to stop her from taking off her skirt. She suddenly had an inexplicable sense of irritability in her heart. She hooked her lips and sneered, and suddenly raised her hand and lifted the skirt——

Seeing those snow-white straight legs, they will be exposed in front of everyone

In Fang Xiaoran's sight, a scarlet radian suddenly crossed, fast as flying.

For a moment, the fast arc attracted everyone's attention.

The wine cup from Shen Zichuan's hand, wrapped with strong red wine flavor, steadily hit an unspeakable part of boss Wu.

That was where the man looked more important than his life. He was severely smashed by this fierce wine glass, which made boss Wu's greasy face distorted and ferocious.

"Oh... Who the fuck hit me?"

Boss Wu's seat is far away from Shen Zichuan's main position and is lecherous. All his attention is focused on Fang Xiaoran, who is so beautiful that he doesn't find out which direction the wine glass is projected from.

"It's me!"

Shen Zichuan took over the conversation coldly and stood up gracefully from his seat. His face was calm and without waves. He put a cigarette in his trousers pocket in one hand and put it into his thin lips in the other hand. Slowly, he spit out a big cigarette ring before opening his mouth. He was deeply cold, "boss Wu is angry. I'll kill you with kindness."

Fuck your house. Is that how the fire goes out?

For Shen Zichuan, who was not dared to be provoked in Tongcheng, boss Wu dared to be angry but not speak. He smiled, "yes, Mr. Shen is right. Thank you very much for putting out the fire. The fire is well extinguished, very well extinguished!"

Nodding and bowing, he lowered his eyelids to take off the goblet that hit his crotch.

This wine cup doesn't feel very weighty when he drinks, but it's heavier than a mountain. If he doesn't take it away, his happiness for the rest of his life will be abandoned sooner or later.

"Boss Wu, you'd better sit still and take off the wine glass. Wu's group may go bankrupt tomorrow."

Shen Zichuan slightly glanced at the scum that Fang Xiaoran wanted to take off her skirt just now. His narrow eyes narrowed and a sharp cold light flashed quickly.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen, I was wrong. I shouldn't have made such a dirty joke with Miss Xiaoran."

Boss Wu was so frightened that he sweated like mud on his forehead. He looked at the undercurrent between Shen Zichuan and Fang Xiaoran. He quickly turned pale and asked Fang Xiaoran for help. "Miss Xiaoran, I'm sorry just now. Please let me go."

Fang Xiaoran completely didn't expect that things would become like this. What's more, she didn't expect that Shen Zichuan, who intended to humiliate her, would finally help her punish boss Wu, who spoke obscene and dirty words. For a moment, she was stunned and at a loss.

Is he acting for her?

Fang Xiaoran stared at the man's cold side face and his slightly agitated chest because of anger. She only felt that the whole heart overflowed with a trace of tiny happiness.

He loved him deeply for ten years and married him for four years. This is the first time he defended her. Why is she unhappy?

Only such little joy was not enough for her to forgive him.

Fang Xiaoran looked at Shen Zichuan with a complicated look. Her heart seemed to be immersed in the salty and wet sea water, floating and sinking, and she couldn't find the direction of redemption.

Shen Zichuan raised his foot coldly and kicked. Boss Wu's fat body flew up from his seat and hit the wall hard!

In full view of the public, we can see how arrogant his power is.

Seeing this, other middle-aged men sat upright, looking at their nose, nose and heart. They were as quiet as quails tightly pinched by their necks.

"This transaction is cancelled!"

The stern looking man passed Fang Xiaoran and said a sentence in a low voice.

Fang Xiaoran only felt a cold wind invading the bones behind her, followed by the cold taste of Shen Zichuan.

That breath made her palpitation and heartache!

What does cancellation mean?

I dare say that she worked hard to accompany the wine and almost took off her skirt, but she ended up in vain?!

He must be playing with her, he must be!

This is playing her like an idiot.

Fang Xiaoran was so angry that she stared at Shen Zichuan's back. She had a headache and was about to explode.

What did she have to do before he agreed to divorce?

The sliding door of the box opened and was closed with a brush. He didn't look back.

Fang Xiaoran stood in a daze for nearly ten minutes before turning around and reluctantly opened the door and left.

Other bosses also nodded goodbye one after another. Only boss Wu, who suffered heavy losses in important parts, took out the phone with a pale and fat face. Facing the end of the phone, he shouted angrily, "come on, go after the bitch who just went out wearing a blue skirt."

Even if Fang Zichuan valued it again, she was just a cheap woman with wine.

When you get tired of it, find a chance to deal with it. God doesn't know it.

Fang Xiaoran came out of the box and looked around all the way, but he never found Shen Zichuan again.

Hearing the rapid footsteps behind her, she glanced back. The bad men looked ferocious and realized that they were coming for her, and her steps accelerated.

Helpless, her body was extremely weak. On the way to run, she almost sprained her foot. It was unlucky to get home.

Seeing that they were about to catch up, Fang Xiaoran turned pale and rushed downstairs regardless of everything, but suddenly ran into a man's warm chest