Chapter 170 New Year’s Eve

Yan Luoman and Jiang Fanghua walked to the riverside, where many people were setting off fireworks, but it was not yet time for the fireworks show.

Seeing that Yan Luoman was not in high spirits, Jiang Fanghua said, "I'm going to buy some fireworks. You wait here for me."

Yan Luoman nodded.

Jiang Fanghua soon came back with a bunch of fireworks.

Yan Luoman looked at the fireworks in the sky and suddenly asked, "Jiang Fanghua, if I continue to listen to my mother, will my children be like me and would rather wander the streets than go home during the New Year?"

Jiang Fanghua raised his hand and touched her head: "Foolish filial piety and filial piety are not the same word."

"But I seem to be quite a mama's girl. If my mom is unhappy, I will be unhappy too."

Jiang Fanghua lit two fairy sticks and handed them to Yan Luoman: "Manman, your mother just longs for maternal love. Unlike you, you have never lacked maternal love, so you will not make irrational choices like your mother. Relax."

Yan Luoman looked at the gorgeous fairy wand in her hand and said, "I feel sorry for my mother, but..."

But if he had to keep suppressing himself and sacrificing himself, Yan Luoman really couldn't keep going.

Take Fu Sichen for example. We finally showed some warmth towards each other last night, but he turned his face away and refused to acknowledge us. Was all the warmth just to convey a message?

The person who accompanied her for the past six months was Fu Sichen, not Fu Sinian.

Fu Sinian will be back soon, she must not make a mistake.

Is that right?

Is that all?

Yan Luoman and Jiang Fanghua were setting off fireworks by the river, waiting for the fireworks show to begin.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, the fireworks in the sky seemed to light up the night.

At the moment the countdown ended, Jiang Fanghua was as dazzling as he was in high school. Under the fireworks, he shouted to Yan Luoman: "Manman! Happy New Year!!! I, Jiang Fanghua, wish you happiness forever!!!"

It was as if she was back in her first year of high school. Because she had to take extra classes, she missed the best time to buy a plane ticket. She didn't buy a ticket and stayed in City A for the New Year.

That year, Jiang Fanghua also ran out on New Year's Eve and made an appointment with many friends to celebrate the New Year together.

Afterwards, Yan Luoman found out that if it weren't for Jiang Fanghua's face, no one would have been able to come out to celebrate the New Year that day.

"Jiang Fanghua!!! I wish you a happy new year too!!!" Yan Luoman put his hands to his lips and finally shouted out.

Very enjoyable.

Jiang Fanghua smiled elegantly and looked at Yan Luoman deeply from a distance.

Yan Luoman did not dare to respond to his deep affection, and shouted towards the river: "Fu Si..."

She paused, then shouted, "Ex-husband!!! I wish you all the best!!!"

After she shouted, everyone looked at her as if she was crazy.

Yan Luoman laughed so hard that he fell backwards.

Jiang Fanghua walked towards Yan Luoman with eyes full of doting, "You are the only one who can wish your ex well, right?"

Yan Luoman was led by Jiang Fanghua and left the contemptuous gazes of the crowd.

Yan Luoman laughed, "I finally spoke out my true feelings, I feel so relieved!"

Jiang Fanghua looked at her quietly: "Manman, can I chase you now?"

Yan Luoman pulled out the hand he was holding and hit him: "Are you sick? You are young and promising, the heir to a large group, and the future domineering CEO. Why are you dating a divorced woman?"

Jiang Fanghua still smiled elegantly: "But I like it."

"Jiang Fanghua, thank you for spending the New Year with me. I don't want to think about anything else for the time being. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I just want you to know that I'm always here."

The two waited for a car on the roadside for a long time.

Jiang Fanghua's driver arrived late.

Yan Luoman exposed Jiang Fanghua without giving him face: "Has he been here all along? Did he deliberately wait so long to show up?"

Jiang Fanghua smiled and did not answer.

The two got into the car.

Yan Luoman asked Jiang Fanghua to take her to the hotel.

Jiang Fanghua was just stunned for a moment, didn't ask anything, and then sent her to the hotel owned by his family.

"Please stay here and feel free. We have activities these days. You can come and join us," said Jiang Fanghua.

Yan Luoman nodded.

She did not refuse these activities, although she would rather participate in President Ji's group, but President Ji's group only happens once a month, and she still has to wait for Kong Ruoruo's notification.

At night, Yan Luoman tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Then he remembered that he hadn't eaten all day.

She ordered takeout.

Half an hour later, Fang Yu appeared at her door with her takeaway.

Yan Luoman saw that he had something to say and let him in.

Fang Yu shook his head and said, "After you left, we left."

Yan Luoman was puzzled, then realized that he was referring to the nightclub: "Then what? What does this mean? Is Fu Sinian acting for me?"

Fang Yu shook his head: "Mr. Fu hasn't celebrated the Chinese New Year since he turned sixteen."

"and then?"

"I thought he would have someone to keep him company this year."

Yan Luoman chuckled, "He didn't want it, it has nothing to do with me."

Fang Yu said nothing and turned away.

Yan Luoman took the takeaway back to her room. The food was tasteless, but she ate too much and felt uncomfortable in her stomach.

She walked out of the hotel to digest her food.

It seemed as if fate had arranged for her to leave the hotel. As soon as she walked out of the hotel, she saw Fu Sinian leaning against the car body smoking.

He had his back to her and did not see her come out.

Although his back was tall and straight, he looked lonely.

It turns out that the moon is really lonely.

"Why are you here instead of going back? Which young lady are you waiting for?" Yan Luoman asked from behind him.

He paused, without turning around or looking back.

Yan Luoman took out her cell phone and transferred one thousand yuan to Fu Sichen's WeChat.

Fu Sichen lowered his head and glanced at his phone.

Yan Luoman asked, "Is it enough for you to sleep with me?"

Fu Sichen then stood up straight, turned around, and looked at Yan Luoman across the car body.

"If it's not enough, forget it." Yan Luoman turned around and went back to the hotel.

Fu Sichen lowered his head and looked at Fang Yu who was sitting in the driver's seat.

Fang Yu quickly clarified: "It's not me!"

Fu Sichen looked at Yan Luoman's back and said calmly, "Go buy some stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets."

"okay!"

Fang Yu got out of the car, quickly bought some medicine at a nearby pharmacy, and handed it to Fu Sichen.

Fu Sichen opened his thin lips slightly, then closed them again, took the bag, and walked into the hotel.

Yan Luoman's doorbell rang again. She looked through the peephole, quickly took off her clothes, ran to the bathroom to take a little shower, then ran to the door and opened it.

Her breathing was uneven.

Fu Sichen could see that when he sat on the sofa and touched the clothes that still had body temperature, the corners of his lips softened a lot.

Yan Luoman twisted two fingers, took off his coat, and then took off his shirt.

The whole process was full of disgust.

Fu Sichen sat quietly, and after she took off her shirt, he pulled her into his arms and asked in a deep voice, "What about the hand that Jiang Fanghua held?"

Yan Luoman chuckled: "You and I are just a one-night stand, why do you mind?"

She sat up in his arms, straddling her legs outside his, and leaned over to kiss him on the lips.

Fu Sichen tilted his head back, kissing her as if to devour her. He tore off the towel from her body, and his hot palms burned every inch of her skin...

From the sofa, to the bed, and then to the bathroom, he didn't say anything, but Yan Luoman knew that he had been emphasizing that he was Fu Sichen, because every time she called him the wrong name, a row of deep teeth marks would appear on her fair skin.

It hurt so much that she had to correct it forcefully and call him Fu Sichen every time she was deeply in love.

Strange, yet it made her sink into it.