After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

The unprecedented sense of oppression made Su Lan's spine shudder, her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, a little fear and dread arose in her heart, her body was stiff and unable to move.

She used to hear Xia Tingyuan admonishing her not to provoke Fu Yanhe.

But Su Lan disagreed.

Fu Yanhe is paralyzed and disabled, what kind of disturbance can he cause in the Fu family?

If he left the Fu family, Fu Yanhe, a waste with disabled legs, would be nothing.

But now.

But she felt unprecedented fear from Fu Yanhe, a waste.

"Three parties, throw people out."

"Yes!"

Su Lan was startled, and looked at Fu Yanhe with horror on her face, her lips trembled fiercely: "Fu Yanhe, how dare you! Aren't you afraid that our old man will trouble you?!"

Fu Yanhe's eyes were slightly closed, and his tone was calm: "Throw it out."

Sanfang moved his fingers, stepped forward and pulled Su Lan's arm without any compassion, and dragged her out very roughly, regardless of her struggle and screams.

The injured Xia Ran was not spared either.

The two mothers and daughters were violently thrown at the door by the three parties like dead dogs.

Seeing this, the driver and bodyguards waiting outside hurried over to help.

Xia Ran's wound became more serious during the dragging process. She could only cover her hands and cry in pain: "Mom! Mom! My hand is useless! My hand is useless!"

Su Lan's delicate hairstyle and makeup became extremely messy. She scrambled to Xia Ran's side, crying, "It's okay, Ranran, Mom will take you to the hospital right away!"

Together with the bodyguard driver who ran over, Su Lan hurriedly carried Xia Ran into the car and hurried to the hospital.

After the two left in a hurry, the manor finally returned to silence.

in the hall.

After watching the video on the Internet, Jiang Yun, who learned that the person who caused Xia Ran's pregnancy was not Fu Yanhe, remembered her attitude towards Fu Yanhe just now, and felt a little guilty in her heart. She looked at Fu Yanhe and hesitated: "Ahe..."

Fu Yanhe looked indifferent, looked down at the blood on the floor, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, reached out to hold Shen Yanhe's hand, and pulled her away without looking at Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun was still a little guilty of Fu Yanhe in her heart, but when she saw his attitude of not putting her in his eyes, she suddenly became angry, stood up suddenly and shouted at him: "Fu Yanhe! What kind of attitude do you have! Are you still in a temper? Bar!"

"You are gone, don't come back if you have the ability!"

Fu Yanhe turned a deaf ear to him, took Shen Yanhe into the car, and left Fu's Villa.

Shen Yanhe sat beside Fu Yanhe, looked up at him slightly and asked, "Where are we going?"

Fu Yanhe's voice was calm: "The house is dirty, let's live in another place."

Shen Yanhe blinked, and obediently let out an ooh.

"Is the video on the Internet put up by Yanyan?" Fu Yanhe looked at her quietly, a little confusion flashed in his pupils.

Just now, the three parties told him that the online videos about Fu Xiao and Xia Ran were posted on major websites and social software.

The girl was looking sideways at the night scene outside the window, her smooth black hair was hanging down behind her, and a few mischievous strands of hair were hanging down, which set off her white skin, and her slightly raised eyelash feathers were as thick as crow feathers.

Hearing Fu Yanhe's question, her eyes moved slightly, she turned her head to look at him and blinked, then nodded neatly and admitted: "It's me."

Xia Ran used public opinion to persecute Fu Yanhe.

She treats her body in her own way.

"Thank you, Yanyan." Fu Yanhe took her hand, kissed the back of her hand lightly, and said softly, "I'm very happy."

Shen Yanhe tilted her head slightly, and blinked her cat's eyes: "Just thank you?"

Fu Yanhe raised his eyebrows, raised his eyebrows slightly, took out his mobile phone and transferred the money to her in a simple and rude manner.

[System: 520000 yuan has been credited to Alipay. 】

Shen Yanhe smiled openly: "Thank you boss."

Fu Yanhe gave a low laugh helplessly, rubbed her head with his big hand, and didn't correct her address.

Anyway, that title, there will be plenty of time for her to call it out in the future.

After half an hour.

The car drove into a luxurious villa area called Jinliyuan.

Diameter stopped in front of a luxuriously decorated villa.

Having received the news early, Wu Fang, who had already come here to wait, stepped forward and opened the car door: "Young Master, Young Madam, the villa has been cleaned and daily necessities are ready."

"Well, hard work."

Fu Yanhe brought Shen Yanhe into the villa.

Shen Yanhe looked around, the decoration style in the villa was cold, most of the colors were black, white and blue, exuding a cold wind.

The furniture is very new, one can tell that Fu Yanhe doesn't live here often.

Five parties prepared dinner.

After the two finished their dinner, Shen Yanhe became sleepy.

After being busy in the laboratory for so long, and returning to the manor for so long, she couldn't hold on anymore.

She stretched lazily, and looked at Fu Yanhe who was drinking water with steamy eyes: "Where should I sleep tonight?"

Ever since she married Fu Yanhe, she and him slept in separate rooms.

Except for the few nights when he hugged her tightly when he was poisoned.

"Master bedroom." Fu Yanhe looked up at her with a gentle voice.

Shen Yanhe nodded and yawned again. Just as she was about to get up and walk upstairs, she realized belatedly that her sleepy brain instantly woke up: "Master, master bedroom?"

"Shall I sleep with you?"

"Yanyan." Fu Yanhe's eyes were very gentle, and his thin lips even smiled a little: "We are husband and wife, and we should sleep together."

When he was in Biezhuang earlier, he couldn't find a chance to share the bed with her.

Fu Yanhe rubbed the cup with his slender hand, and a little darkness flashed in his eyes.

Now that he finally has a chance, how could he let it go?

Shen Yanhe blinked, her heart beating a little faster.

She doesn't hold back, after all, she has done more intimate things with Fu Yanhe, so she is afraid of sleeping in the same bed with him?

In addition, she is really sleepy now.

"Alright then, I'll take a shower and go to bed first, and you should come up early to rest." Shen Yanhe yawned, turned and went upstairs.

Fu Yanhe: "Yes."

When she went upstairs, Fu Yanhe put down the clean water glass in his hand, looked at Sanfang who was typing on the keyboard in the living room, and ordered in a faint voice: "Someone bring Fu Xiao here from Jingcheng."

Sanfang: "Yes, master."

Fu Yanhe narrowed his eyes slightly: "Don't call me Young Master in the future, just call me as before."

He is not a young master of the Fu family.

Sanfang froze for a moment, then nodded excitedly: "Okay brother."

Shen Yanhe went upstairs, took out his mobile phone and reinforced the video link he had put on top, then threw it on the bed, took out his pajamas and took a hasty bath.

The hair didn't wait for it to dry, so he fell asleep directly.

When she was in a drowsy sleep, she vaguely heard a very light sigh coming from her ear.

Immediately afterwards, she felt her body being hugged carefully, the hair dryer hummed slightly, and her wet hair was blown by the warm wind.

There was a warmth from the scalp that reached the apex of the heart.

Let her slightly frown relax, and she can't help but lean against the person's arms.

Fu Yanhe put Shen Yanhe on his lap, holding a hair dryer in one hand, and carefully stroking her soft hair with the other hand to help her dry it.

Seeing her contentedly crawling into his arms like a kitten, my heart felt soft.

He dried her hair faster, bent down and gently placed a kiss on her side cheek.

"Good night, Banquet."