Kiss her 90,000 times

At seven o'clock in the evening, Shi Wan sent a message to Fu Conglin, but did not wait for his reply, and instead called his secretary Tan Chen.

Tan Chen was still a little apprehensive when he received her call, Shi Wan said concisely, "When will Fu Conglin come back?"

Because Fu Conglin didn't like Shi Wan being too involved in his affairs, whether it was private or business affairs, Shi Wan rarely checked his itinerary before.

Tan Chen paused for a while before replying: "Boss Fu is having a social meeting right now, and it will end around nine o'clock."

"Ah."

Shi Wan hung up the phone.

Tan Chen still hadn't recovered.

Just at this moment, Fu Conglin came out of the box, with a cigarette between his fingertips, and wisps of white mist drifted. He walked to the trash can in the corner, and the ash fell on the round fixed white stone rice.

Then he narrowed his eyes slightly and took a breath, looking at Tan Chen, "What's the matter?"

Tan Chen took two steps forward while holding the phone, and said after deliberation: "Miss called just now..."

"She was discharged from the hospital?" Fu Conglin frowned slightly.

"should be."

Tan Chen looked at Fu Conglin's face, and couldn't see clearly through the smoke, so he took another step, and then said: "Miss Shi asked when you will go back."

"She will check the guard."

Fu Conglin snorted coldly, extinguished the cigarette with his fingertips, and his eyes were fierce.

Tan Chen moved his lips, "Boss Fu, your injuries..."

The man looked over coldly.

Tan Chen's scalp was almost numb, but he still didn't flinch and reminded: "It's better to drink less."

After the Fenglang Group's charity dinner, Fu Conglin came to the company with a whip on his back.

Tan Chen didn't know it, but at the meeting two days ago, Fu Conglin fell unconscious in the conference room due to a worsening wound and infection, which caused the company's senior management to panic and panic.

It wasn't long before Fu Conglin came out to meet with injuries.

After all, Fu Conglin is Tan Chen's boss, and with a salary, he should care about his boss' health.

Fu Conglin raised his chin slightly, "Yes."

09:30 at night.

Fu Conglin returned to the mansion.

The servant came forward, hesitating to speak.

Fu Conglin looked impatient, "What's the matter, don't hesitate."

Then the servant bowed his head and said: "Today, today, Miss asked someone to pull out the rose flowers in the garden!"

Fu Conglin frowned, "What?"

The servant explained obediently, "This afternoon, Miss Shi ordered someone to pull out all the roses in the garden."

Fu Conglin paused as he unbuttoned his collar, his eyes darkened, and he nodded slightly, "I see, where is she now?"

"Miss Shi stayed upstairs after eating."

He then unbuttoned his collar, took off his tie, threw his suit jacket on the sofa, and walked up the stairs at a steady pace, with an expressionless face, like the calm before the storm.

Shi Wan didn't know the danger was approaching, so she was talking on the phone with Wen Qing, "Don't worry, I'm fine..."

Wen Qing on the other end was crying: "The signal here is not very good. In the mountains, I don't even know what happened to you. I'm not by your side..."

"It's really fine." Shi Wan comforted her softly, "You just need to film well, don't worry about me..."

Before Shi Wan finished speaking, the phone was suddenly taken away.

She turned her head in surprise, and saw Fu Conglin's cold face, staring at her indifferently, "Did you have a good chat?"

Wen Qing heard her exclamation, and hurriedly asked over there: "What's the matter? What happened to Wan Wan—"

The woman's anxious voice stopped abruptly.

Fu Conglin turned off her mobile phone and threw it aside.

With a "click", the screen shattered.

Shi Wan's pupils widened slightly, in disbelief, "What are you doing?"

Fu Conglin approached suddenly, grabbed her sharp chin, and asked sharply: "What am I doing, and I want to ask you what you want to do? You are so majestic, you plucked the flowers in the garden without my permission." .”

Shi Wan could imagine that this man would be angry when he knew that Mrs. Charlotte had been destroyed, but when he squeezed her chin tightly, as if he wanted to crush her, he still couldn't help the sharp pain in his heart.

"I don't like it," she said.

"What qualifications do you have to say that you don't like it!" Fu Conglin scolded, with a cold and sharp tone: "Is it up to you to say that you don't like it here, Shi Wan, think about whether you deserve it, eh?"

Shi Wan stared at him blankly, tracing his angry eyebrows and eyes, opened her mouth, and said weakly, "Fu Conglin, what am I to you?"

Fu Conglin withdrew his hand and said condescendingly, "wife."

He stated the fact without a trace of emotion.

Shi Wan's eyes fell on the back of her hand, the simple ring was tightly encircling her finger, like a cage she had drawn for herself.

And Fu Conglin's fingers, whether left or right, don't have any decorations.

"Is this how you treat your wife? You go out early and come back late every day, treat other women tenderly, but turn a blind eye to me and ignore me. Even if I'm in the hospital, you don't come to see me. You really..." Have you ever thought of her as your wife?

Tears fell unexpectedly.

Fu Conglin curled his lips and raised his eyebrows, with emotions on his face, his face was handsome and elegant, he moved closer to her slightly, his eyes fell on her dull face, with a half-smile, "Why, Mrs. Fu is blaming me for neglecting you?"

"Okay." His face changed suddenly, his eyes were dark and fierce, and he pushed her onto the bed, "If that's the case, then I'll help you, lest you go crazy."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to grab Shi Wan's clothes.

The pajamas are so thin that they can't be torn apart by a man.

"You can't do this to me! Fu Conglin, I don't want... let me go!"

The man was above her, easily suppressing her, hearing the words with contempt in his eyes, "Nothing, I think you want it very much."

"Tear--"

Shi Wan screamed, clutching her chest, struggling violently, she desperately raised her hand, hugged Fu Conglin tightly, and whispered in his ear: "Don't treat me like this, Conglin, my injury is healed... "

Fu Conglin was hugged by her without moving for a while, only laughed softly, the laughter was extremely indifferent and cold, he pressed her cheek intimately, whispering like a lover's whisper: "You dare to crawl on my bed during menstruation period!" , what's the point of getting hurt?"

She was making a fuss just after she was discharged from the hospital, she was really getting stronger.

In an instant, Shi Wan's movements froze, her lips trembled, her pale face was devoid of blood.

Memory is forced to pull to two years ago.

That night, she didn't know that her period was coming.

Fu Conglin found out later that something was wrong.

Now it became the cruel words he used to ridicule her.

Shi Wan choked up, her whole body trembling: "I'm not..."

"You are nothing." The man pulled her away, threw her on the bed, and stood up by himself.

Where is the crazy look from before, at this moment, he is holding his sleeves in a gentle manner, with his fingertips resting on the cuffs, caressing inadvertently, his eyelids slightly raised, "Just say what you want, why do you want to make things worse?" I'm not happy about something, I'll let you go this time, and I won't be so easy to talk to next time."

Then he walked towards the bathroom, turned his face slightly, and said lightly, "Clean it up for me tomorrow, be upright, and apologize to Xia Xia."