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The thin lips, the high nose bridge, the eyes like peach blossoms and phoenix, half cold and half arrogant, just like God's sculptures.

This was a handsome face that could make any woman go crazy for.

He looked at the swaying goblet in his hand. His movements were elegant and reserved, like an emperor.

"I don't dare to!"

Shang Chengchi quickly waved his hand, he was his sister-in-law in name.

Fu Sihan lit a cigar. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the screen. The bride was facing the priest.

The flower wedding dress designed by Master Milan had an indescribable beauty to it. Her figure was tall and curvy, her exposed arms were slender and fair, and her neck was slender and perfect.

Just one background was enough to arouse the sexual interest of most men.

"Turn it off!" Fu Sihan didn't belong to the majority. "Obscene."

"If you're not interested, why did you marry her?" Shang Chengchi asked in confusion as he happily ate a mouthful of grapes sent by a beauty.

"Ignoring the fact that she is the illegitimate daughter of the Yan family, she is also the ex-girlfriend of your foolish nephew Gu Yichuan. Your brother-in-law is picking up your nephew's leftover woman, you will inevitably be mocked by those Fu family's leading clowns in the future."

Fu Sihan was the son of three members of the Fu Family. He was the legitimate son of his wife. He was supposed to be in charge of the Fu Family and be a part of the Fu Family's business empire. But the murder of him a decade ago and the now sickly rumours have left him with his rights almost in vain.

However, Fu Sihan was disdainful of all this. He had an even stronger hidden force.

After the death of Fu Sihan at the age of fifteen, Fu Sihan began to cultivate his own power. Within a short ten years, the RK Group rose up and became one of the top three multinational companies in the world.

It was rumored that someone had met the mysterious CEO of RK Corporation. He was extremely handsome and domineering, but no one knew his identity.

No one would think that he was the sickly and sickly Third Young Master of the Fu Family who had been passed down in the outside world.

Shang Chengchi, on the other hand, was responsible for the entertainment business of RK Group.

"It's just a vase."

Fu Sihan only agreed to marry to reassure his grandmother. Since he hadn't had a woman by his side all these years, his grandmother would force him to marry her.

The only thing that gave him a headache was that his grandma actually wanted him … Give her a grandson in a year! Otherwise, divorce is not allowed!

Take a vase.

It was absolutely impossible to have children!

Shang Junchi cast a glance at the prettiest beauty beside him, glancing in Fu Sihan's direction.

The woman stood up in pleasant surprise and sashayed over to Fu Sihan.

She didn't know how to address this man who was the most handsome, most imposing and imposing, like a king. Thus, she pinched her throat and coquettishly said, "Master …"

"Scram!"

The woman had yet to get within a meter of Fu Sihan when the man's cold and deep voice pushed her back.

He was so powerful that the woman sank to the ground in fright. She even suspected that if she got any closer, he would throw her by the neck.

"Ah Chi, you don't have a good memory, do you think that third brother is like you? To walk around women all day is to not be afraid of getting sick. " A man in a grey shirt beside her retorted in disgust.

The man slightly raised his head, revealing his incomparably handsome and elegant facial features.

His handsome appearance was different from Fu Sihan's cold and domineering aura, different from Shang Junchi's fiendish wilderness. Instead, he was beautiful and noble.

"Zian, don't you, an old virgin, allow your third brother to break his body?"

Shang Junchi and his son An began to talk animatedly.

Fu Sihan didn't find it strange and ignored them.