Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

After two seconds, Sheng Yan raised his head and looked at the man beside him suspiciously.

His eyes were confused and serious, as if he were trying to tell who the man was.

"I said, brother, don't you know Xiaoyan?" Sheng Jiyang asked helplessly and connivantly.

Sheng Yan seriously looked at Sheng Jiyang for a few seconds, "... Brother?"

"Do you admit it?" Sheng Jiyang teases her on purpose.

Sheng Yan shook his head decisively and threw himself into Sheng Jiyang's arms. "It's brother!"

Ansley stood by, looking rather displeased.

"Thanks, brother." Fu Nanzhu embraces Guan Qingjiu and nods to Fu Sihan to accept his brother's kindness.

Guan Qingjiu is the worst one among the three people. Now he is drunk and sleepy.

Guan Qingjiu and Fu Nanzhu are not friends and girlfriends. According to reason, they should not be called Fu Nanzhu.

"Be careful." Fu Sihan told Fu Nanzhu.

Although Fu Sihan called Fu Nanzhu to come, Guan Qingjiu was Yan wanwan's good sister. If Fu Nanzhu moved Guan Qingjiu, he would not be able to make a difference.

Fu Nan Zhu: "I know."

With all his daughters, he takes advantage of others' danger and is eager for success. On the contrary, the gain is not worth the loss.

On the way back to yipinyuan, Yan woke up faintly in the evening and looked around with blurred eyes, looking into Fu Sihan's deep eyes.

"Why are you here?" Drunk people talk very slowly.

Fu Sihan laughed and felt her thumb on her full lip and asked, "who am I?"

"Ah... Cold!" Yan wanwan answers out loud with great pride.

"I know you! I recognized the pride of "I know you.".

This pure appearance made Fu Sihan laugh, even his anger because she was drunk disappeared.

"Not ah Han." Fu Sihan is kind to her, "not this title."

Yan Wan tilts his head and looks at Fu Sihan with doubts.

Fu Sihan led her: "who am I?"

"Ah Han..." Yan Wan raised his hand to touch the man's face, but he drank too much, and his hand had no strength, so he fell in the middle.

Fu Sihan caught her wrist, palmed down, held her fingertips, and put her little hand on his cheek.

He is about to continue to speak, want to let Yan wanwan call him "husband", but heard the woman with a stream of milk gas, mumbling: "ah Han... My ah Han..."

Fu Sihan's heartbeat missed a beat.

"Yes, your han. I'm yours, baby

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On the other side.

Rolls Royce drives to Shengjia villa. This is a new house bought by Sheng Jiyang. It's more a villa than a small manor. There are only six families in the villa area, and each family is a small manor. It's not as big as Fu Sihan's yipinyuan, but it's the best house that can be found in a short time.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click, click!"

In the carriage, Ansley was sitting lazily, holding a mobile phone in his right hand and taking pictures of Sheng Yan.

Sheng Jiyang sighed, protecting Sheng Yan's face in his arms, and no longer let Ansley take photos.

"Ansley, sit down."

Ansley curled his mouth. "I can't fall. You are protecting Sheng Yan. "

"She's my sister. I don't care for her."

"Then I'm younger than you and your brother. Why don't you protect me?" Ansley is right.

Sheng Jiyang pondered, "brother?"

Ansley frowned and thought, as if something was wrong.

He doesn't want to be Sheng Jiyang's brother.

The wine quality of the nine night bar is very good, but it can't stand smoking and drinking.

One morning, Sheng Yan woke up with a splitting headache.

There is a cup of honey water on the bedside table. After drinking the cigarette, he went downstairs dizzily and recalled how he came back last night.

Ansley was sitting on the sofa, and the empty seat beside him was full of papers. At a glance, it was full of chemical reaction equations and English.

It's not what people see.

On hearing the sound, Ainsley looked up and raised his chin in the direction of the dining room. "Breakfast."

Sheng Yan looked for a circle, did not see Sheng Jiyang, "where's my brother?"

"Work."

Although Ansley's Mandarin is good, foreigners always use written language when speaking Mandarin.

Sheng Yan looks at Ansley suspiciously, "my brother has gone to work, and you?"

Ansley put aside the core journal that he had read and said, "I'm the boss. I'm only responsible for collecting money."

Sheng Yan

Look at this man. He's very angry.

Uncle Ming came to urge Sheng Yan to have a meal. After Sheng Yan had a hangover, he had a bad appetite and drank a cup of soybean milk.

"Young master, young master told you to have breakfast before going out." Uncle Ming said to Ansley again.

Uncle Ming didn't know what to call Ansley. It seemed that young master Cyril was too outsider, so he called young master.

Ansley came over, impatient, but very obedient. He sat down at the table and drank a few mouthfuls of milk.

"What's that look in your eyes?" Sheng Yan finds that Ansley is looking at himself frequently.

Ansley said seriously, "Sheng Yan, you drink less when you are out. It's really ugly when you get drunk."

Sheng Yan

With his legs crossed, Ansley took out his mobile phone and showed some photos to Sheng Yan.

“！！！”

Sheng Yan is stunned and frightened by the drunk woman in the picture.

Is this... Her?

Is this woman her?

It's incredible. It's so ugly!

All the makeup!

"Yes, that's you. Shocked? " Ansley seemed to know what Sheng Yan was thinking, and kept putting a knife into her heart. "On the way back, you cried with Ji in your arms, and your nose and tears flowed together - to be honest, you should not drink outside in the future. It's insulting to your family."

Sheng Yan's face wrote four words: it's ridiculous!

"I don't believe it. You lied to me Sheng Yan is dying.

Ansley took back his cell phone and sat down in his seat, "with photos as proof, how can I cheat you? What good can I do by cheating you? "

"..." you want to have fun. Isn't cheating just for fun?

The longer he contacts with Ansley, the more Sheng Yan feels that the outside world's evaluation of Ansley is very distorted.

In the rumor, Ansley is a gifted gentleman. But in fact, this guy is a man who likes scientific research, likes eating and drinking, and occasionally likes pranks! I'm in my twenties and I'm still like an 18-year-old!

"What am I crying for?" Sheng Yan takes a deep breath and keeps persuading himself to calm down. He meets the man who is his brother's friend and boss.

"Didn't hear clearly, but I heard mu Qichen." Ansley said, "are you completely dumped by him?"

Sheng Yan

It's hard.

Her fist is hard.