Chapter 1094 Turning Back
Xie Feng couldn't stand listening anymore. If Sheng Mian was here, he would definitely reward her with a bullet.
"That's it for tonight. I'll leave first and let Yan Cheng sleep here for a while. He probably hasn't had any rest in the past few days."
Wen Sihe also stood up, but Qin Bohuai stayed and pointed to the sofa next to him.
"I stay here because I'm worried about his stomachache at night."
Wen Sihe and Xie Feng both nodded and left together.
When they came to the roadside, Xie Feng lit a cigarette, and Wen Sihe asked.
"What does this matter have to do with Yancheng's brother? Why did he just say that nonsense?"
Xie Feng lowered his head and lit the cigarette, and said in a calm tone, "You can ask yourself when he wakes up."
Wen Sihe raised his eyebrows, "Is your mouth made of clam shells?"
Xie Feng was not in a good mood, so he ignored him and got in the car.
Wen Sihe stood there for a while and suddenly sighed.
Immediately afterwards, his cell phone rang. When he saw the number, his eyebrows furrowed, and he just felt irritated. Is this woman finished?
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Zhuang Wan worked overtime until two o'clock in the morning when he received a call from the man.
She froze. This was the exclusive ringtone she had set for him. Whenever this ringtone rang, it meant she was going to that place.
She hurriedly packed her things, sorted out the documents needed for tomorrow, and then drove there.
It's late now and there aren't many cars on the roadside.
In less than twenty minutes, she was standing outside the door of the villa.
She used to go to hotels where it was more convenient.
Recently he set the address to this villa.
The villa is not big, small and exquisite. It does not look like a place where a person like him would live. Instead, it looks like a small cage in a golden house to hide the beauty.
That was indeed what she thought when she first stepped here.
But then he was very self-deprecating, saying that the beauty is hidden in a golden house, in his heart, she is only a tool at best.
She took a deep breath, composed herself, and opened the door in front of her.
The man is already waiting inside. He may not be in a good mood tonight.
To be precise, every time he came to see her, he seemed to be in a bad mood.
She put down the briefcase in her hand and went to the bathroom skillfully to finish her bath.
When I came out, I stood in front of the coffee table a little embarrassed.
She didn't know what kind of posture he would use this time, just like a piece of wood, waiting for his command.
The man grabbed her and pressed her down on the sofa without hesitation.
She couldn't move and didn't dare to ask, so she just endured it.
From these times with him, she had already figured out the pattern. The more nervous she was, the more painful it would be, so she had to relax herself and prevent herself from rejecting this matter.
It was quite effective now. At least the initial nausea had disappeared. Now she just soberly hoped that this matter would end soon, end soon.
But his staying power is very strong, even if he is not interested, he can torment her for an hour.
Zhuang Wan's face turned a little pale, and he began to think about the documents to be processed tomorrow.
But his strength suddenly increased, as if he was going to break her.
"Are you distracted?"
His tone was a little dissatisfied. He didn't have to care about the affair, but she had to care.
"No."
Zhuang Wan was a little afraid of him.
As soon as she finished speaking, she remembered her cell phone. It was already four o'clock in the morning, and she didn't know who would call.
She was a little surprised when she saw the long-lost note.
She had blocked Fang Dong before, but then one time when she was drunk at a party, she pulled him out again, and then forgot about it.
Now when she saw the words flashing husband, she felt extremely ironic.
The man obviously saw it too and sneered.
"Husband? I didn't hear you got married."
He did not know her marital status, only where she worked.
Zhuang Wan quickly took the phone and hung up, "It's just that the boyfriend we talked to before broke up."
The man was not interested in this matter and said in a calm tone, "Yeah."
Zhuang Wan said nothing, and slowly clenched his fingers in pain.
But the phone rang again. This time the man picked up the phone and pressed the answer button, and Fang Dong's voice came from inside.
"Wanwan, I. I regret it a little. To be honest, I will be very happy marrying you. You are considerate. When I was drunk in the past, you would always feed me hangover soup and take care of me until dawn. Now Yang Shuang doesn't know how to do these things, and she even wants me to take care of her. Wanwan, it's better for you, I really miss you now. "
