Ma'am, don't be greedy, Mr. Fu brings hundreds of billions and children to marry

"I eat seafood and have diarrhea," Sheng Yiruo said with red eyes but steady mind, "Get some medicine here."

seafood?

Hearing this, Fu Zhaochen's face was ugly, he licked his lower lip and made a sneer.

As far as he knew, Sheng Yiruo would not eat the seafood here.

Even if the Sheng family is already in turmoil, she still can't change her habit of being a young lady. She doesn't eat many things and has very picky tastes.

How could she have diarrhea after eating seafood?

Fu Zhaochen's face turned cold, "You've been thinking too much about lying, it's boring!"

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

He lied beyond his brain, so why did Fu Zhaochen lie beyond his brain?

Sheng Yiruo felt chilled and saddened, at this moment she realized that love and not love can only be seen at a glance by contrast, it was because she was overconfident and couldn't understand.

What's the point of maintaining such an engagement agreement?

Before, Fu Zhaochen didn't believe that she hadn't harmed Duan Yuhe, but now that Duan Yuhe blows the pillow, Fu Zhaochen won't help her.

Moreover, regarding the acquisition of the logistics company, it was difficult for her to convince herself to fully believe it based on Fu Zhaochen's one-sided words.

Sheng Yiruo suddenly discovered that the transaction relationship between her and Fu Zhaochen was also wrong.

Afterwards, she went for CT alone, and there was no major problem in the result.

On the way back to the holiday villa, Sheng Yiruo called his best friend Chen Wanning.

"Lemon, I want to break off the engagement with Fu Zhaochen."

Chen Wanning was puzzled, "Little Tu, you have liked him for so many years, didn't you two go on a trial marriage and honeymoon?"

Sheng Yiruo tightened his grip on the bag of his backpack, "But Fu Zhaochen agreed to come to Santorini with me because Duan Yuhe is filming a fashion blockbuster here."

Chen Wanning raised her eyebrows, "Fu Zhaochen's real purpose is to have a private meeting with Duan Yuhe?"

Sheng Yiruo smiled wryly, the truth is true.

"Yesterday, the two of them sat in the first class cabin, and today Fu Zhaochen accompanied her to the hospital."

Chen Wanning's three views were completely shattered, she was shocked, "I'll go, Duan Yuhe is pregnant with Fu Zhaochen's seed, right?"

Sheng Yiruo bit his lower lip, remembering that Fu Zhaochen stayed at Duan Yuhe's house that night, "Not now, but... I think it should be soon."

She lowered her eyes, "Lemon, I have booked a ticket to return home, you will pick me up tomorrow night."

Chen Wanning comforted her distressedly, "Your girlfriend, I must give you a good idea, do you want me to save you a game to vent?"

"No, I don't want Uncle Fu and the others to worry about me." Sheng Yiruo felt wronged in his heart, "After returning to China, I will come to your place to deal with it for a few days."

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Yiruo went back to the holiday villa.

At night, Fu Zhaochen, who had been drinking, was sent back by his classmates in Oxford.

He apologized, "Sorry, something went wrong halfway through the meal."

Fu Zhaochen pursed his lips and smiled lowly, "The party I haven't seen for several years has come to this day because of me."

One of the men teased with a smile, "It doesn't matter, next time you come, we will meet again, but you must let us see your little wife, Fang Zhilin said that you like the one with long legs and thin waist."

There was no wave in Fu Zhaochen's eyes, but his tone was cold, "I'm not married yet, she's nothing like me."

Several men looked at each other, but they could vaguely sense that Fu Zhaochen was unhappy because of his long legs and thin waist.

Fu Zhaochen said goodbye to them and went back to the room.

In her sleep, Sheng Yiruo found that the bed beside her had collapsed a lot.

Suddenly, Fu Zhaochen leaned over, and his big hand reached into her nightdress and grabbed her slender waist.

While rubbing, Fu Zhaochen's slender fingers twisted the red rope around her waist.

His warmth fluttered in her ear, "Would you like to try it tonight?"

Sheng Yiruo obviously locked the door, she pushed Fu Zhaochen's hand away in surprise, "How did you get in?"

"You opened the door and came in. The key is in the drawer in the entrance hall, don't you know?"

Sheng Yiruo smelled the heavy smell of alcohol, and she knew it instantly.

He couldn't do it because of his love for Duan Yuhe, and he also blamed himself for not being able to protect Duan Yuhe at all times and hurt her.

Fu Zhaochen came to her to have fun by picking the door and unlocking it.

His provocative hand wandered between her legs, "Didn't you ask my parents for the trial marriage honeymoon?"

Sheng Yiruo was stunned, "No!"

Fu Zhaochen pinched Sheng Yiruo's chin, "You can only fool them, not me."

Sheng Yiruo resisted, she pushed Fu Zhaochen's shoulder hard, her eyes fell on the arm she bit him last time, there was a small waterproof band-aid with a pink heart pattern on it.

This position is on the inner side of the upper arm, and there is no way to stick it without taking off the shirt. She immediately thought of Fu Zhaochen and Duan Yuhe embracing each other in the hot search.

Her voice was sharp, "Don't touch me, I know you have no feelings for me."

Sheng Yiruo exerted his strength unsteadily, "I've figured it out now, I'm just a man with management ability, I don't want you."

Fu Zhaochen's dark eyes were stained with anger, "It's not because of me, so who else do you have?"

He thought of the boy in Sheng Yiruo's cell phone screen saver, the man who could win her love for many years is definitely not just a man in the pool, he is probably also a capable master with a family background.

Fu Zhaochen broke Zheng Sheng Yiruo's face, "Speak."

Sheng Yiruo turned his head, and stubbornly did not speak, because she did not have anyone to choose.

Fu Zhaochen's tone was teasing, and the strength of his hands was a little harder, "You said you have no feelings for me? But feelings can be slept out."

Feelings can sleep out?

Sheng Yiruo felt sad in his heart, it turned out that in Fu Zhaochen's mind, she could just be a qualified bed partner, a pretty vase, and just put it beside him as an emotionless decoration.

Fu Zhaochen's eyes became more lustful, Sheng Yiruo was still wrestling with him, but his clear smell of aftershave clung to the wetness and warm kisses from his shower, and they had already fallen densely.

He was addicted to Sheng Yiruo's body, in just one night, he became so infatuated, he wanted to kiss the little rabbit's birthmark on her waist, and he untied the red rope around her waist.

However, Jin Ling's voice sounded Sheng Yiruo's alarm.

She suddenly remembered the situation of drowning in the sea, and even thought of the way Fu Zhaochen looked at Duan Yuhe in the hospital, tears fell from her eyes.

Fu Zhaochen's sense of masculinity gradually loosened in the gradual provocation and temptation.

Sheng Yiruo raised his knee to touch Fu Zhaochen's lower abdomen, and then lifted his leg vigorously to hit his chin.

He got up in pain, "Sheng Yiruo, are you crazy?"

"You're crazy, touch me again." Sheng Yiruo tightened his clothes, and glanced at Fu Zhaochen's original area, "I'll destroy him."

Fu Zhaochen, "..."

He got hit for no reason, lost all interest and interest, "Uneducated!"

However, Fu Zhaochen saw tears in the corners of her eyes, thinking of her saying that she went to the hospital because of stomach pain, the annoyance in her eyes lessened a little.

He comforted him patiently, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Sheng Yiruo turned his head to look elsewhere, "I feel sick to my stomach when I see you, isn't it uncomfortable?"

"I don't know why," Fu Zhaochen got up, and snorted angrily, "You're such a disappointment..."

Before Fu Zhaochen finished speaking, the phone rang.

Sheng Yiruo guessed it was Duan Yuhe, she closed her eyes in despair.

Fu Zhaochen picked it up, "I drank...does it still hurt?"

He said playfully, "This kind of good thing must be left to me, you can't touch it!"

Fu Zhaochen looked at Sheng Yiruo, who had unfriendly eyes, and frowned, "Okay...I'll go over now."

Sheng Yiruo looked at Fu Zhaochen coldly, took off his nightgown, wrapped it around his body, and left.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and sat up.

She couldn't stay in this place for a minute.

Sometimes what shatters fantasies and dreams is just a word or a look from someone who cares, but her fantasies are shattered by one thing after another.

At this time, Sheng Yiruo's mobile phone displayed two reminders to receive emails...