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Sheng Yiheng choked on Fu Hanrui's words and couldn't get up or down. He stared at Fu Hanrui.

Fu Hanrui smiled charmingly, holding her chin with her hand, looking puzzled.

"Mr. Sheng, I have nothing to do with you. Why do I think you hate me? Have I stolen your business?"

Sheng Yiheng thought of sending Fu Hanrui back that time.

He didn't want Fu Hanrui to make a fool of himself, but Fu Hanrui was acting drunk in the back seat of the car, and she touched him there...

Sheng Yiheng smiled brightly, "Forgot? Miss Fu has a bad memory, but I remember that three years ago, in the back seat of the car where I took you home, Miss Fu, under the influence of alcohol, molested you... Got me."

Hearing this, Fu Hanrui's smile disappeared completely, and her face turned cold and then turned red.

Fu Hanrui's business partner suppressed laughter and said to Fu Hanrui in a low voice, "You dare to touch the second son of the Sheng family? Sister, I respect you as a man."

Fu Hanrui picked up a glass of red wine and drank it. She turned back to the technician and said, "Stop!"

Seeing her running away, the woman also got up and left.

Sheng Yiheng's lips curled up.

Then Fu Zhaochen's curious voice sounded, "Why did my cousin molest you?"

Sheng Yiheng, "..."

He turned around and saw Fu Zhaochen lying there, with a smile on his face and a slight upward tilt, looking very much in need of a beating.

"When did you wake up?"

Fu Zhaochen chuckled, "I woke up just now and heard what I wanted to hear. She molested you, you can make her responsible for you."

Sheng Yiheng's face darkened a bit, "Your cousin is having too much fun, I can't bear it."

When Fu Zhaochen heard this, he no longer had the desire to explain.

A man's established impression of a woman is very important and cannot be changed easily.

He didn't answer the call anymore, but took out his cell phone and called Sheng Yiruo.

Sheng Yiruo lay on the bed and watched Fu Zhaochen's phone call come back, but she didn't know what to say to him.

She turned her back to the phone and pushed up the quilt.

No one heard.

Fu Zhaochen's face turned cold. He hung up the phone and didn't call again.

In the evening, Fu Zhaochen and Sheng Yiheng returned to the hotel.

In Jiangcheng, Fu Zhaochen had an apartment, but he came in a hurry and didn't ask anyone to clean it. He simply stayed in the best five-star hotel in Jiangcheng.

When I arrived at the lobby, I saw Fu Hanrui pushing his suitcase to check in.

"sister..."

Fu Hanrui trembled when she heard Fu Zhaochen's voice, because Fu Zhaochen must be with Sheng Yiheng.

Sheng Yiheng saw her stiff back and raised the corners of his mouth.

Fu Hanrui wore a slim-fitting black long skirt with the hem above the curve of her legs, revealing her smooth and white calves. She wore black lambskin high-heeled shoes, which made her look particularly smart.

But the skirt that covered her hips and had a slit in the back made her exquisite curves look particularly sexy, making Sheng Yiheng a little jealous.

Fu Zhaochen had never seen his all-powerful cousin so stiff before. He didn't even turn his head and only agreed in a dull voice, "Well..."

He walked over and put his arms around Fu Hanrui's shoulders, "Sister, I promise I won't tell anyone about your drunken sexual intercourse, so don't be embarrassed."

"Fu Zhaochen, you deserve a beating, right?"

Fu Hanrui was angry, "Your wife has worked so hard after giving birth. If you don't stay at home, why are you here in Jiangcheng?"

She became angry and said, "Uncle and aunt don't care about you?"

Fu Zhaochen was in a bad mood, so he forced a smile to maintain peace in front of his relatives.

Hearing what Fu Hanrui said, his smile faded, "If it's good, I'll go back in two days. There is indeed something going on here."

When Sheng Yiheng saw Fu Hanrui's sudden outburst, he smiled brightly and said, "What a volatile elf."

Fu Zhaochen was scolded by his cousin and said speechlessly, "I didn't say anything, why are you like a hedgehog? Sister, do you want to prick me or someone else?"

After saying that, he turned back to look at Sheng Yiheng.

Sheng Yiheng had a playful expression, but Fu Hanrui's face turned red.

She glared at Fu Zhaochen and took the room card to leave, "Get out of here and wait until I go to Ningcheng to sue you to your father and Yiruo."

Fu Hanrui smiled sinisterly, "Mr. Fu was pressed very comfortably just now, and he fell asleep? Do you mind if other women touch you?"

Fu Zhaochen, "..."

How could this kind of basic social interaction become such a "heinous" thing for him?

Fu Hanrui didn't bother anymore and went upstairs.

At night, Fu Zhaochen couldn't sleep, so he simply got up and sat on a chair by the window to smoke.

He didn't turn on the light, and the bright light from the extinguished cigarette butts was like his shadow stretched by the moonlight, lonely and lonely.

Fu Zhaochen recalled every detail of Sheng Yiruo's pregnancy in his mind. The smile on his lips was bitter, and he felt that every minute of recollection was painful.

He wanted to know the result quickly but was afraid that the result would be the same as he expected.

At that time, what should he do?

Fu Zhaochen smoked cigarettes one after another, and then simply asked for wine.

When he opened the door to get the wine, the waiter looked a little uncomfortable and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, the lady in the presidential suite and the gentleman next door also ordered this 94 Lafite."

Fu Zhaochen glanced at the waiter and saw that the wine in his hand was not what he ordered.

The waiter hurriedly said, "This wine tastes good too. Do you want to try it?"

He didn't want to take out the order and didn't take out the wine he ordered. It was a bit like buying and selling by force. He took the wine and looked at it. He could drink it, "Okay!"

After closing the door, Fu Zhaochen wondered why Sheng Yiheng, who lived next door, did not sleep and had to drink, and why did his cousin Fu Hanrui, who lived in the presidential suite, get drunk?

But when he thought about the good wine in Sheng Yiheng, he decided to go over and drink with him.

She rang the doorbell and knocked on the door, but Sheng Yiheng didn't open the door.

Fu Zhaochen raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do I have to pay back this obscenity?"

In the presidential suite, Sheng Yiheng opened his shirt collar and watched Fu Hanrui uncomfortably pouring himself a drink.

He was stuck in the single sofa with a cigarette in his mouth. Before he lit the cigarette in his mouth, he heard Fu Hanrui say, "I don't like the smell of cigarettes, go back and smoke!"

Sheng Yiheng paused, folded the cigarette and threw it aside, "I won't smoke anymore."

Fu Hanrui swallowed dryly and said, "I've already drank your unbridled apology. I forgive you. You can go!"

Sheng Yiheng smiled and said, "Did I say that I came to make amends with you with this bottle of wine?"

"if not?"

Fu Hanrui was very puzzled, and confusion flashed across her eyes.

Sheng Yiheng's cheeks were slightly red. He walked over and sat next to Fu Hanrui. He reached for the wine bottle and poured another glass of wine for Fu Hanrui.

"I gave you a drink just to see how much you drank before you would have the desire to molest others and speak rudely and humiliate them."

Fu Hanrui felt that Sheng Yiheng's words were full of laughter, but his expression was sinister and serious. The half-smiling look in his peach-blossom eyes made her feel scared.

But she knew that she must have done something to embarrass the man three years ago, and that was why he had hated her for so long.

Fu Hanrui quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Sheng, I drank too much that day, and I don't even remember what I said or did to you afterwards."

"Even now, I can't remember what happened three years ago..."

The corners of Sheng Yiheng's lips raised, "Afterwards? When did you and I have an 'afterwards'?"

Fu Hanrui, "..."

Her cheeks turned red as she explained, "I mean after what happened when I was disrespectful to you in the car."

Sheng Yiheng raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you say you don't remember?"

Fu Hanrui, "..."

She felt that this man was not easy to mess with, "Forget it, we are relatives inside and outside. Please let me die clearly. What on earth did I do to you that day?"

Sheng Yiheng's heartbeat was beating like a drum. He took Fu Hanrui's hand and placed it somewhere on his, "How about I help you recall how disrespectful you were to me at that time?"

Fu Hanrui's fingertips contracted suddenly, but Sheng Yiheng grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"Fu Hanrui, I have been laughed at by my friends for two years because of your words. Shouldn't you be responsible for me?"