After a flash marriage, she became the spoiled wife of a wealthy family

The late autumn wind in Anseong is full of coolness.

There is a sense of depression everywhere on the street, but the back garden of Siqiao International is still full of all kinds of flowers.

In the corner of the pavilion, Shen Jiayue was wearing a red dress and huddled there. Her long black hair was still entangled with sticky egg liquid. There were large red wine stains on the clothes on her chest, exuding a pungent smell.

Half a month ago, she was still a wealthy flower loved by everyone and a top star in the entertainment industry.

Half a month later, she became a street rat, and anyone could come and step on her.

It's funny to say that she was too naive and mistook her enemies for relatives.

The cold wind swept over her, making her skin cold and making her whole body tremble.

In half an hour, the drinking party should be over. If she persists, she can go home.

In a daze, the sound of footsteps came, and she quickly held her head and remained motionless.

A low voice sounded above the head, with a hint of mellow charm.

"Do you need help?"

Shen Jiayue raised her head tentatively. In the backlight, the man's delicate outline became clearer and clearer. He was wearing a black suit with a slender figure. He stood there like a savior descending from the sky.

He also held a handkerchief in his hand.

Shen Jiayue waved her hand and said coldly, "No need."

"The reception won't end for at least an hour, and they will come out to enjoy the flowers later. Are you sure you still want to be here?"

The man stepped forward and sat down opposite her, his slender legs crossed, and his whole person exuded a cold silence.

Shen Jiayue's eyelids twitched and she sighed, "Then please send me out."

The man curled his lips slightly, stood up, took off his coat and put it on her body, and picked her up without any explanation.

Outside, many reporters carrying machines and microphones were waiting in the cold wind, hoping to capture some useful material.

When the man came out, these people saw him and swarmed forward. Before they could get close, they were blocked by a group of bodyguards in black.

When reporters saw him holding a woman in his arms, they immediately became excited and rushed to take pictures.

The car left slowly, and Shen Jiayue sat cautiously on the leather seat. She paused for a moment and then said coldly, "Just put me down in front. Please leave your contact information, sir, and I will give you the car wash money when I get home." "

The man looked at the stretched out arm in amusement. There were a few scratches on the thin white skin, which was red. A scene at tonight's cocktail party appeared in his mind.

He took the pen from side 1 and wrote his name and mobile phone number.

When the rough palm pinched her wrist, a burst of warmth spread slowly.

Shen Jiayue couldn't help but turn her head and glance at him. With the light in the car, she could see the man's appearance clearly.

The deep brows and eyes exude a coldness unconsciously, the delicate facial features are like works of art, and the whole person looks serious, as if he came out of a comic.

His handwriting is particularly beautiful, as if he has put a lot of effort into practicing it for a long time.

"Fu Yanci."

"Ah."

Shen Jiayue looked at the words on her arm, her eyes flickered, and a strange thought came to her mind.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

Fu Yanci's eyes paused slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a smile of unknown meaning.

Shen Jiayue didn't hear the response and suddenly reacted.

It is said that Fu Yanci, a business tycoon, is nearly 3 years old, but has never been in love. He is as noble as a flower on a high mountain, and like the bright moon in the sky. He never wants to step down from the altar easily.

"Sorry, I was presumptuous."

"I am unmarried."

Fu Yanci leaned on the seat, and there was a hint of amusement in his eyes hidden behind the lenses.

When Shen Jiayue heard this, her eyebrows skipped a beat and the corners of her lips pursed slightly. After a long while, the car stopped before she made up her mind and said in a cold voice, "Then, let's get married!"

On the second floor of the Washington Residence, the sound of running water kept coming from the bathroom.

On the luxurious sofa in the living room next to him, Fu Yanci was sitting there reading a book, with no trace of emotion in his stern eyebrows.

The door to the bathroom opened, and a slim woman stepped out. A large white shirt was put on her body, and two straight and slender legs appeared in front of her eyes.

Fu Yanci raised his eyes slightly, and the woman's bright face looked cold under the pale light and shadow.

The face without makeup looks completely different from the one on TV.

"Come here and sit down."

Shen Jiayue nodded slightly, walked to him and sat down next to him. She was not afraid of anything, but at this moment, her heart was pounding.

However, she had no choice.

Looking at the entire Ancheng, he is the only person who can check and balance Qinliucheng.

"Mr. Fu, tell me your conditions."

On the way back, she had already explained that she needed a shelter. She chose him because she meant to use him as a shield.

He didn't say anything, but still took himself back to his home.

Fu Yanci raised the corners of his lips slightly, raised his hand to take off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, pinched the center of his eyebrows, and said unhurriedly, "Miss Shen, marriage is not a child's play for Fu."

Shen Jiayue looked at him, her red lips pursed tightly, and she said nothing for a moment.

Of course she understood what he meant.

Fu Yanci looked at her reaction with a loose smile on his lips, "Miss Shen, think about it slowly, it's getting late, go to bed early."

After saying that, he stood up and walked aside.

Shen Jiayue's heart sank, then she stood up and followed him quickly, raising her hands to wrap her arms around his waist.

The refreshing aroma of sandalwood mixed with the strong aroma of wine hits your nostrils.

The man paused slightly, turned around in the next second, hugged her to the wall beside him, leaned over and kissed her red lips.

Even though she had been mentally prepared for a long time, at this moment, Shen Jiayue suddenly opened her eyes nervously.

She didn't know how to breathe, she just felt that the air accumulated in her chest was about to be sucked out.

Fu Yanci held her slender waist and looked down at the little girl with a flushed face in front of him, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

His fingertips slowly rubbed between her lips, and his voice was tinged with a hint of hoarseness.

"1st?"

Shen Jiayue's legs were a little weak and her mind was blank. She grabbed his shirt and nodded in confusion.

In the past, Qin Liucheng never allowed her to do kissing scenes, and there were very few scenes where she even held hands.

She has never felt this way.

The ends of the woman's steamy eyes were slightly hooked, revealing a charming look.

Fu Yanci's eyes dimmed slightly, and he kissed her lips again.

"Get some air, little girl."

"I-I won't."

Fu Yanci raised his eyes slightly, raised his hand to pick her up, and walked to the room next to her.

Shen Jiayue's heart suddenly rose to her throat. She hooked her arms around his neck, glanced at him tentatively, and asked in a low voice, "We--"

The door was kicked open, and Fu Yanci put her on the bed. His eyes wandered slightly on her slender and plump legs, and then settled on her flushed face. "Tomorrow morning, I will go home and get my certificate."