C7

"Third Young Master, I've never even opened this gift box before, how could I possibly put it inside … Plugging something like that? I really don't know anything! "

Fu Sihan stood up and his tall shadow instantly enveloped Yan Wan, dispersing her powerful aura.

She felt that he was like a wolf about to be hunted, and she was a helpless prey.

She was frightened and instinctively retreated, but the man pinched her chin.

"It's late, didn't you want to go to my bed? "Say it clearly."

"I did not! I don't want to at all! I wish you would not touch me! "

Fu Sihan's expression instantly darkened. His voice was as cold as ice. "Say that again."

Even if she didn't like to talk late, but she was his wife in name. Her words were obviously an insult to him!

"I said I didn't prepare this! I don't want to go to your bed! " Say it again! The late night glared at him.

Before he could finish, he was thrown onto the bookshelf by a force. His back was pressed against the cold wood and the spine of the book, causing him to feel some pain.

Fu Sihan instantly pressed down close to her, his light brown eyes dark and heavy. To anyone, such a gaze was a form of coercion, as if he had seen through everything.

His voice sounded like a ghost: "You want to play with me?"

"…" He was really suffocating. There was no way to communicate with him!

Why is this person so narcissistic!

"I …"

The night before their marriage, she seemed to have seen Yan MengRou buy this item. The gift was wrapped up and given to her by Yan MengRou!

It was from Yan Meng Rou!

She raised her eyes to look at him, and the corners of Fu Sihan's lips curled up slightly in a cold manner. The way he looked at her was not one bit of respect or care.

Yan Ye had heard many rumors about Fu Sihan. One of them was that Fu Sihan had beaten half of a second generation rich man who had a verbal conflict with him to death at dinner. Later on, that second generation rich man became completely paralyzed.

Last night, the antique screen was shattered into pieces by Fu Sihan's kick. There was no doubt that if she angered him, she would end up like that screen.

"Third Young Master, I'm sorry! This... "You think I've never been here before!"

Although it wasn't her fault, she had to admit her mistake at this late moment. After all, she was the one who had angered Fu Sihan into suffering.

"Don't try to seduce me anymore, otherwise, even if you're my wife, I will throw you out!" Fu Sihan released her. "Scram!"

Yan Ye's appearance late at night also caused Fu Sihan to feel even more annoyed.

The Fu family's clowns had also been trying to put a woman by his side as a spy. Thus, he decided to marry one of them and cut off all thoughts of those people.

He hated restless women.

However, when this woman said she didn't want to go to his bed, he was furious for a moment.

"..."

She went back to her room and called angrily, late at night. She didn't want to be unclear.

"Yan Mengrou, did you put away the sexy clothes in the gift box?"

"So what if it's me?" Yan MengRou admitted it straight away, feeling proud of herself.

"Why are you doing this? Yan MengRou, you already have Lin Chuan! I have also gotten you married to Fu Sihan! "

"Naturally, I'm letting you experience your husband's endurance. But with his body condition, I'm afraid he won't be able to get up, right?" Yan Meng Rou laughed. "Yan Feng, late at night. I'm really curious how ugly Fu Sihan is."

She hated her enchanting face and body, hated that she had taken away her limelight, hated that she had once obtained the favor of Gu Yichuan!