Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

The dining room was on the first floor, while the second floor was for entertainment.

In the luxury box of the Strings, men and women were squirming, dancing boldly, drumming, and a pair of men and women were singing raps and vocal on the subject.

"Third Young Master, Shang shaoye, you're back!"

The people in the room all stood up when they saw Monk Fu Sihan and Cha Li. It was obvious that these people were following Monk Fu Sihan and Cha Li's lead.

"Oh, and a little beauty!"

A second generation rich yellow haired young master noticed that it was a bit late following behind Fu Sihan. His eyes lit up as he excitedly asked, "New goods?"

"If you don't want to die, then shut up!" Shang Chengchi picked up the pillow beside his hand and threw it at the yellow-hair.

Late at night, her body felt heavy. Someone had wrapped an arm around her shoulders and she was wrapped up in Fu Sihan's embrace.

"Oh ~ So it's Third Young Master's woman! This little brother spoke wrongly just now, so I'll punish myself with a cup! " Yellow-hair cleanly downed a glass of whiskey.

The other men and women both sized up Yan Wan unintentionally.

The man felt that Yan Wan Yu was breathtakingly beautiful, but unfortunately, she was still someone they couldn't afford to offend.

The woman, on the other hand, felt a twinge of bitterness in her heart.

The night had curled her lips, but she could not see how cold and cruel Fu Sihan was. He was cold as ice, yet he still knew how to play!

The second generation young masters in the room quickly continued to play.

"Third brother, are you here to play games?" Shang Junchi asked Fu Sihan.

Fu Sihan neither liked nor disliked these kinds of occasions. He was not interested in the games played within the circles. Thus, he nodded in agreement.

Later that night, he walked to the corner and sat down. He sighed as he didn't understand what Fu Sihan was thinking. It was obviously fine for him to look for her, but he also forbade her to return.

Other than the princesses in the box who knew each other, most of the women present tacitly pushed aside the outsider, Yan Wan, and eagerly gathered around the princes to serve the wine.

She opened her phone and looked at her calendar. After calculating the time, Xiao Rui finished her chemotherapy and went to see him at the hospital the day after tomorrow.

"Oooh!"

A burst of hubbub suddenly came from the room.

"Third Young Master, if you want to find a woman, you're not allowed to act shamelessly!"

"Third Young Master, how about One Pure?"

There was only one woman in the group, and she was wearing a Gucci skirt that revealed her fair thighs. Under the dim light, one could vaguely make out her exquisite and beautiful facial features. She carried the pride of a girl blessed by the heavens, and was a beauty.

Ning Yizhen raised his eyes to look at Fu Sihan, his eyes filled with bashfulness and faint anticipation. "Third Brother …"

Although everyone present did not know the background of this third young master, they all knew that young miss Lin came for this young master.

The Ning Family was a famous noble family in the capital, on par with the Gu Family. It was precisely because of this identity that Ning Yizun had been able to enter this game of young noblemen filled with men.

Actually, no one dared to ask for Fu Sihan's help either. In the past when he was playing games, he had always refused and refused to drink wine when faced with such a warm situation.

Fu Sihan didn't even give Ning Yiping a second to open his eyes. He pinched the card he just drew with his fingertip. The card read: [1 minute with any of the opposite sex.]

"Later!"

She suddenly heard someone calling her late at night.

The group of young masters on the table all looked at her. Among them, Fu Sihan made a gesture with his hand towards her.

He had a bad feeling about being late, but he still went over.

"Third Young Master, are you looking for …" "Ahhh!"

Halfway through the evening, her wrist was gripped by a burning hand. A force pulled her down, and she fell into the man's broad arms.

She grabbed the man by his waist with one hand and propped him up on his chest with the other. When she looked up, she saw the man's face growing larger.

In a split-second, she recalled what those people had just said:

Find a woman.

Fu Sihan wanted to kiss her?!

Nightfall's mind went blank, but his hands reacted a step faster than his brain and covered the nearby Fu Sihan's lips.

"…"

In the blink of an eye, the entire venue became as quiet as a chicken.

The singing lady and rapper came to a tacit stop, leaving only the background music in the room.

Shang Junchi wanted to cover his face and pretend not to see this awkward scene.

The princes looked at each other. They all saw in each other's eyes, [What the f * ck! Am I seeing things?] Third Young Master was finally willing to cooperate, but he was refused a kiss?

Yes, you are right!

Fu Sihan's face instantly darkened.

As expected, she still didn't like him and despised him!

Fine!

When she got close to him late at night, she could clearly feel the muscles of the man holding her body tense up, ready to strike. The air pressure around him decreased, and within a few seconds, it had already brought about a tremendous amount of pressure, making her unconsciously reflect on whether she had done something wrong.

When he realized what he had done, his scalp went numb and he could feel the man's soft upper lip pressing against his palm.

It wasn't the first time she had covered Fu Sihan's mouth, but the situation this time was completely different.

Her actions were undoubtedly giving no face to Fu Sihan in public.

To put it harshly, it was making things difficult for him.

"Third young master, I'm sorry …"

Nightfall's fingers became stiff. He stretched his trembling hands and then came back. He lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at him. His whole body revealed one word: resist.

You don't want to?

Fu Sihan didn't even need to ask to know that she wasn't willing.

"Scram!"

The man grunted, raised his hand, and downed a glass of whiskey with ice on the table.

She got up quickly from his arms and watched him put down the empty glass.

Those who were unwilling to accept the content of the game on the card would be punished by five cups, so be it.

"It's your fortune that the third young master is willing to kiss you, what the hell is that!" Ning Yiping saw Yan Yiming late at night and acted like he was seeing a love rival, wishing he could throw him out immediately. "Third Young Master, did you hear me? Get out! "

"Third Young Master, I'll go back first." Fu Sihan drank another cup of wine as Ning Yizhi's words were spoken.

He was already angry, so she shouldn't try to persuade him to drink less.

"Don't be angry, Third Young Master. It's not worth it to get angry over a woman. Don't you think that it's good to be pure with us!?" The yellow-hair said, "That woman is pretty, but she doesn't look like any good stuff. Why not …"

"You f * cking shut up Tang Quan!" Shang Junchi tossed the cigarette case in his hand over to the stupid trident. In the words of his son An, this was the same as saying that people were stupid to the point of talking too much!

Tang Quan immediately shut his mouth tightly when he saw Fu Sihan's cold and indifferent gaze that was as if he was looking at a dead man. He knew that Shang Junchi had saved him.

When Fu Sihan looked again in the blink of an eye, there was no one in the luxurious room who was late at night.

He stood up and turned on the light.

The sudden light made everyone cover their eyes.

Fu Sihan was once again certain that Yan Wan, that woman, did not hesitate to leave.

It was as if someone had dug a hole in his heart, and the wind was blowing nonstop.