Chapter 3

It's another dream. For five years, he has experienced it almost every night. For so many years, no matter what woman can't arouse any sexual interest of him, only her in the dream

Including today, he had this dream for 1826 days.

Even though he was used to it, Fu Yichen still felt irritable. He raised his slender hand and just grabbed the fine beads of sweat on his lower forehead, and the tip of his thick black hair flashed a light.

Fu Yichen walked barefoot on the mahogany floor. His perfect figure looked like walking down from the magazine cover, but he also had the facial features that would never be beautiful for a cover model to make any woman scream, as well as the incomparable noble and cold powerful aura.

He calmed his mood, got rid of the beautiful pictures in his mind and went into the bathroom.

When the housekeeper uncle Zhou heard the news, he opened the door and came in. He quickly removed the dirty bedding and spread it clean.

As soon as he cleaned up, Fu Yichen came out wrapped in a bath towel. As soon as his tall and straight body appeared, there was more invisible tension in the air.

Uncle Zhou bowed down and saw Fu Yichen walking to the wardrobe and said, "Miss Wang Luna called and invited the young master to dinner. Why don't you arrange it? The young master should relax."

Wang Luna is the second generation of officials and a top-notch celebrity. Since she met Fu Yichen at the reception a year ago, she has invited countless times.

Fu Yichen casually took a stand collar black shirt, and his shoulder and back muscles rolled smoothly. He put on his shirt without looking back, "noisy!"

Uncle Zhou knew that the young master didn't agree, so he didn't dare to speak again.

40 minutes later, Fu Yichen walked out of the villa. Assistant Song Zhe hurriedly opened the door of Rolls Royce. Fu Yichen bent slightly, stepped into his long legs, and sat in with elegant and noble movements.

When the car drove out of the villa, Fu Yichen saw in the rearview mirror that two bodyguards in front of the door stopped a woman in sportswear and a cap. The woman also wanted to break away from the bodyguard and chase after the car. The dark and supple horsetail swung a cloud like arc behind her head.

Fu Yichen took back his sight indifferently and ordered Su Zhe in a light magnetic voice, "let me go out again and I'll see people waiting for me. All the bodyguards go away!"

Song Zhe was sweating, "yes, president."

"The woman five years ago has a clue?" Fu Yichen pulled down his tie. His eyes were as cold as Obsidian under the Millennium ice cover. It made people shiver without staring at the past.

Song Zhe stammered, "haven't... Haven't found it yet."

"Another month, no clue. You, get out!"

Fu Yichen's cold voice sounded, but he didn't know that the woman to be found was getting smaller and smaller in the rear-view mirror.

"Mr. Fu, don't go!"

Su Mi managed to break away from the two bodyguards, but she only caught a wisp of car exhaust. She still wanted to run and catch up, but she was grabbed by the bodyguards again.

During the struggle, she was thrown to the ground, her elbow touched the ground, and suddenly felt hot pain.

She looked up reluctantly, and the black Rolls Royce had disappeared from sight.

Damn it, for a month, she didn't let go of any place where Fu Yichen would appear. She squatted and blocked people early, but she was often blocked by all kinds of obstacles and couldn't get close to the man at all.

Finally, I got the address of Fu's half mountain villa and waited here at 3:00 every night. But for more than ten days, she still touched Fu Yichen's clothes, not to mention talking to him!

"Assistant song has just called. If you appear again tomorrow, the consequences are beyond your expectation!"

When the bodyguard's voice sounded, Su Mi took her eyes back from the direction where the car disappeared and begged, "can't you let me see Mr. Fu? I'll just say a few words, just five minutes. There's really something very important. Human life is crucial!"