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For the sake of her little brother's life, she could only marry Fu Sihan.

"Clang!"

The delicate gift box was ruthlessly thrown out.

Fu Sihan didn't expect that the words he'd heard when he returned home were actually like this.

He thought she was missing him, but from start to finish, she had married him for the sake of money!

He thought she was trying to seduce him, but she said she didn't like him!

Fu Sihan thought of two words: joke.

She was shocked when she heard that. When she turned around, she saw a tall and straight man standing not far behind her. She quickly hung up the phone.

Fu Sihan wore a set set of official silver-gray suits. His shoulders were broad and his waist was narrow. His long legs, which were wrapped in his western pants, were firm and powerful. It seemed like he had just returned from a meeting.

Her handsome face looked even more handsome under the sunlight, but the man's brows were filled with scorn and mockery. He looked at her with eyes as cold as ice, as if she were a sharp sword.

It was terrifying like never before.

"You … How long have you been here? " she asked, stammering.

She actually did not discover him!

He … How much did you hear?

"Not long."

Fu Sihan took a step forward, his tall shadow enveloping Yan Wan. "From the moment you said your ex-boyfriend and sister would be friends."

Nightfall's face instantly lost all color as he instinctively retreated.

However, the man accurately held her small chin in place.

He was angry and expressionless, but the strength in his fingers was great.

Late at night, wincing at the pain, afraid that if he pushed harder, her jaw would shatter.

"You don't like me? Do you like Gu Yichuan? "

The cold smile on Fu Si's face was even more frightening than his expressionless face.

It turned out that she wasn't trying to curry favor with him, seducing him, or interested in him.

I like his stupid nephew.

"Marry me for money? "Hmm?" His voice sounded like death itself.

An unprecedented wave of fear rushed towards Yan Wan like a tide. She wanted to shake her head, but she couldn't move her chin.

"Are you so short of money?" He actually still wanted to take good care of her and pamper her.

How laughable, what did a woman who had other men in her heart do to raise her?

"It's late, speak!"

"Yes!" I am in need of money! " Late at night, he admitted loudly.

She knew he was trying to insult her.

He specifically mentioned "ex-boyfriend" to humiliate her, and he also specifically mentioned "your sister" to humiliate her.

"Third Young Master, many people can give up more things for money, marriage is one of the most common things."

"What's the fastest way to earn money?" Fu Sihan bent down and approached her. He saw that her forehead was slightly thick and her eyelashes were trembling. She was beautiful and delicate.

The late features were covered with a strange masculine scent, and the man's breath was on her cheek.

Breathing and intertwining, the distance was intimate, the scent of his own Yucai leaf entered his nostrils, and his sense of power and danger invaded his senses.

She felt an intense discomfort, and her mind went blank. "Wh-what?"

"Sleep with me!"

Fu Sihan spoke word by word, "If you please me, I'll give you money."

"Fu Sihan, you're shameless!"

Nightfall's face instantly flushed red. He wanted to slap her without even thinking.

He hadn't tried to touch her since the wedding, and she thought he wouldn't.

Fu Sihan had trained in the military before, and his skills were much better than that of the ace special forces. He easily grabbed Yan Wan's wrist and turned her around, holding her in his arms and making her unable to move.

The woman's body went limp, causing people to want to crush her.

"Evening, you're my wife." Fu Sihan used his most melodious voice and said the cruelest words, "It is your duty to serve me."