Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

The tall figure enveloped her, giving her a very oppressive feeling.

The strong smell of alcohol came from the man in front of him. Wen Liang frowned slightly and held his breath.

When she heard the sound of the door locking, she felt a chill in her back. She calmed down, struck preemptively, and said confidently, "Fu Zheng, are you crazy? Why did you bring me here?!"

Fu Zheng pursed his lips tightly, his eyes as deep as black holes, staring at her unblinkingly.

Wen Liang was so frightened by what he saw that she pushed him hard, but couldn't move him.

He curled his thin lips and revealed a mocking smile, "You don't know? Then why did you see me running?"

Wen Liang looked into his pupils, her face not red and her heart not beating, "Where did I run away?"

"Oh? Didn't run away?" Fu Zheng's eyes were playful, his voice was low, and his sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Wen Liang shook his head like a rattle, "No."

Fu Zheng smiled, but his eyes grew darker, "In that case, as Meng Ce is a good prospect on the market, and Yu Sheng also intends to recruit it, why don't you go and introduce it to me?"

Wen Liang was silent for two seconds and said, "He also got an offer from Yusheng, but in the end he chose the Fu family, which means that the Fu family is more attractive to him. It's useless for you to go now."

"Since you won't help me introduce him, then I will find him myself."

After saying that, Fu Zheng pressed the door handle and made a gesture to go out.

Wen Liang's expression changed and he immediately pulled him, "Fu Zheng!"

Fu Zheng lowered his eyes and squinted at her, "What's wrong?"

Wen Liang hesitated.

Fu Shifan is just a child, Meng Ce won't mind.

But Fu Zheng is different.

If Meng Ce knew that she and Fu Zheng were attending a cocktail party together and their ties were broken, he might not continue to have contact with her.

It was difficult for her to get words out of Meng Ce.

Seeing Wen Liang's silence, Fu Zheng laughed lightly, put his big hands on the door panel, and got closer to Wen Liang, "Didn't you say you didn't run away? Are you so afraid that he will see me?"

Does she really like Meng Ce? !

Wen Liang couldn't help but leaned back, pressed against the door panel, and distanced herself, "You and I are divorced. Let him know that we attend the reception together, which will cause misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding? So many people know that we came together, why are you just afraid that he will misunderstand?"

"Because well..."

The handsome face in front of him suddenly enlarged.

Fu Zheng pressed her against the door panel, blocked her lips, and bit her roughly, as if venting his dissatisfaction.

He was afraid.

It doesn't matter whether he deceives others or deceives himself.

He didn't want to hear those words come out of her mouth!

Wen Liang stared blankly for a few seconds, shook his head and struggled, pushing his arms hard against his chest, "... Fu Zheng, uh... let go..."

Fu Zheng didn't move at all, and even took a step forward, pushing her legs apart with his knees, pinching her chin with one hand, and clamping her two slender wrists with the other.

He originally just wanted to bet on her mouth.

However, her lips were soft and sweet, and the moment they touched her lips, they immediately brought back memories of those nights in his mind.

He thought again that Fu Shifan said that his aunt smelled so good and was so soft...

So fragrant, so soft...

How fragrant and soft it is, he knows it all.

Those intimate and entangled memories can never be forgotten in my mind.

Fu Zheng's body suddenly erupted with an evil fire, which grew stronger and stronger.

Fu Zheng couldn't help but deepen the kiss. The hand holding the warm chin slowly brushed her neck, the base of her ears, and behind her ears. The rubbing of her skin brought a trembling itch, full of desire.

The two bodies were close to each other, and Wen Liang immediately noticed the changes in Fu Zheng's body.

The bitter and spicy taste in her mouth reminded her that Fu Zheng had drank, in case he really couldn't restrain himself...

She was panicking, struggling and twisting desperately, "... let go, no... no..."

Little did she know that the more she struggled, the more obvious Fu Zheng's reaction became.

Under the catalysis of alcohol, Fu Zheng's whole body was extremely hot, and waves of flames hit his brain, seeming to burn away his sanity.

He felt that his big hand was already moving around, and he accidentally let go of Wen Liang's wrist.

Wen Liang thought he was going to let her go.

The next second, his chest felt cold - he pulled off the one-shoulder neckline of her dress and began to knead it with his big hands.

Really soft.

"...Hmm..."

Caught off guard, a low moan escaped her throat.

The atmosphere is ambiguous and hot.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside and stopped at the bathroom door.

I pressed the door handle, but the door wouldn't open.

The man outside asked doubtfully, "Excuse me, is there anyone inside? Could you please open the door?"

The warm hand that fell on Fu Zheng's shoulder stopped pushing him away, and he didn't dare to move.

Fu Zheng froze and woke up instantly.

He opened his eyes and met Wen Liang's eyes at close range.

Her eyes were clear and bright, black and white, like gems sunk in water.

Their lips touched each other, their breaths intertwined, but neither of them moved.

The man didn't hear a response for a long time and turned around to leave.

Fu Zheng immediately raised his head, left Wen Liang's lips, and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Sorry, I was impulsive."

Wen Liang lowered his head expressionlessly.

Following her line of sight, Fu Zheng saw that his big hand was still placed where it shouldn't be.

As if he had been burned, he quickly retracted his hand, took two steps back, and turned around, "You should tidy up your clothes first."

Wen Liang straightened her collar, opened the door lock without saying a word, and walked away.

Fu Zheng washed his face with cold water in the sink, suppressed the heat in his body, came out of the bathroom, and strode towards the hall.

Suddenly, someone blocked his way, "Mr. Fu, can you lend me a moment to speak?"

The person coming is Wu Ling.

The case against Wu Ling is almost finished and the trial is about to begin.

Wu Ling wanted to settle out of court, but Fu Zheng gave orders and her attorney refused to let go.

She could only find a way to meet Fu Zheng alone.

Fu Zheng walked around her expressionlessly, "No."

Wu Ling followed him eagerly, "Mr. Fu, regarding the slander case..."

Fu Zheng paused, turned to look at her, interrupted her, with a cold face, "I have fully entrusted this case to a lawyer and will not settle it out of court."

After speaking, he continued to move forward.

Wu Ling suddenly hugged his waist from behind and pressed her face against his back. Her eyes gradually became moist, "Fu Zheng! Listen to me, Wen Liang is not worthy of you at all. Wen Liang is leaning against his father's liver." The Fu family adopted her and has been shamelessly pestering you. I know you must be very tired, so everything I do is to help you! I know you like Chu Siyi, so I did this to satisfy you. !”

Fu Zheng pulled Wu Ling's hands away and turned to look at her. His cold face was covered with frost and his eyes were extremely sharp. "Then let me tell you, Wen Liang is not pestering me. I am pestering her. You are smart." , I’m just jealous of Wen Liang! No matter how many excuses you make, I won’t change my decision, just wait for the legal punishment!"

"Yes! I'm just jealous of her. How am I worse than her?" Wu Ling held Fu Zheng's arm tightly and cried, "Fu Zheng, can you not be so cruel?! I beg you, see if I'm okay Well, I have liked you since you entered the company, many years! I really like you..."

The sound of footsteps came from behind. Wu Ling subconsciously stopped crying, turned her head and looked, and her whole body froze in place.

When Fu Zheng saw Wen Liang, his expression tightened, and he immediately pulled Wu Ling's hand away, "A Liang..."

"It seems that I passed by at the wrong time. I won't disturb you. You continue." Wen Liang looked coldly and without even looking at Fu Zheng, he walked around them and strode towards the hall.