Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

He looked at Fu Nanchen's tall back and had already anticipated what was going to happen next.

Once upon a time, this man was so cruel and cold.

"Mr. Fu, I will delete it right away. Please forgive me, please forgive me." The man knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly. His black glasses were just on the bridge of his nose, and he hurriedly adjusted them.

Fu Nanchen didn't move at all, his eyes fixed on the descending elevator. Huo Yanchen watched all this, standing obediently beside him.

It seems that this younger brother is not someone who can be easily messed with.

What should I do? He just said that he would not let him stay in Jiangcheng.

But he just wants to do scientific research!

Soon, the elevator door opened and Fu Nanchen walked straight in. His eyes fell on the man kneeling on the ground, with a biting chill in his eyes.

The coldness of the concrete floor was like biting ice, penetrating every limb and bone. The man didn't dare to move, as if he felt like he was being swallowed up.

Should we let him go or let him in?

Just as the elevator was about to close, he stood up and stood between the elevator doors.

"Which floor?" Fu Nanchen's voice was like a blade, piercing into his chest from behind.

Which floor?

Both 52 and 58 were on, and the man pressed 56 tremblingly.

He hoped that this number would bring him good luck, but he knew that today might be the day of his death.

If you offend the man behind you, you will either be injured or die.

In the quiet elevator, even the sound of breathing was infinitely amplified. The man watched helplessly as the elevator stopped on the 52nd floor, and no one got out.

Only when the red number 56 went out did the man dare to move out of the elevator.

Fu Nanchen followed him out. Huo Yanchen paused for a second, then hurriedly blocked the elevator door and squeezed out. If he wanted to stay, he had to get to know his younger brother better.

Am I really going to die on the 56th floor today? The man turned around slowly, his chest felt like it was blocked by a huge rock, he fell to his knees again with a plop, kowtowed repeatedly, and the marble floor made a thumping sound.

"Mr. Fu, please let me go. It was Fu Qiang. Fu Qiang asked me to take the photo. I will never dare to do that to your cousin again." The man began to cry loudly, and in front of him was Fu Nanchen's spotless leather shoes.

"Mr. Fu, I have old parents and young children to take care of, please let me go." The man grinned, with tears and snot.

Fu Nanchen didn't expect Fu Qiang to know about this so quickly. He slowly squatted down, and the air around him suddenly became cold.

He stretched out his big hand, clamped it directly on the man's neck, and lifted the man up from the ground with force.

The veins on Fu Nanchen's forearms bulged, and his bony fingers pressed the man against the wall. "I don't want to live anymore."

The man's feet were flapping back and forth in the air, and his hands couldn't help but grab Fu Nanchen's wrists.

"Master Fu...Master Fu, please spare me." The man's face turned purple in an instant, and the blood vessels on the side of his neck extended upwards.

Squeak.

At this time, the door was opened and a head popped out.

"Brother Chen, Brother Chen, what's going on?" Chen Sen didn't get a good rest the whole night and wanted to go upstairs to find Fu Nanchen early in the morning.

"Mr. Chen, help." The man looked at Chen Sen with bloodshot eyes.

Tom.

With his feet on the ground, the man protected his neck tightly with both hands, breathing heavily, as if he had just come back from hell. He knelt down and grabbed Chen Sen's calf, "Mr. Chen, save me, I, I won't dare to do it again."

The paparazzi naturally have a deep understanding of everyone's background, and at this moment, the only thing they can do is stay alive.

"Deal with it cleanly." Fu Nanchen left a word, turned around and pressed the up button of the elevator.

During this whole process, Huo Yanchen said nothing, with a somewhat cold look in his eyes, as if everything had nothing to do with him, but in fact his heart was already in turmoil.

Can he still stay?

Watching Fu Nanchen walk into the elevator, he stood there and did not follow him in.

Is this his younger brother?

terrible!

Chen Sen was absent-minded when he returned home last night. No matter Mo Baiyun asked him, he just refused to say anything. In a fit of anger, he was kicked out of the house again and had to sleep alone in the next room.

Hearing a sound in the corridor, Mo Baiyun pushed the door open.

She first saw the man with glasses kneeling on the ground, "What's going on?"

When she looked up, she saw Huo Yanchen in casual clothes and raised her eyebrows, "Mr. Fu, why...are you wearing glasses? Did you cut your hair? Did you have a fight with Xiao An? Were you kicked out of the house too?"

No, could it be that Mr. Fu is jealous of Beizhe and has disguised himself as an "abstinent uncle"?

"Hello." Huo Yanchen greeted her politely.

"I don't deserve it." Mo Baiyun waved his hands quickly.

What does that mean? Mr. Fu has been tamed by his wife like this?

"Wife, that's not Brother Chen, it's..." Chen Sen scratched his messy short hair, "How can I explain it to you, it's Brother Chen's older brother, or younger brother."

"Ah? What? What's going on so early in the morning?"

"real."

"Yeah. It's true." The man with glasses on the ground actually agreed in a low voice, "Mr. Chen is right. Mr. Chen, please let me go home. I won't dare to do it again. Please be magnanimous."

"Bullshit, I'm just a chicken." Chen Sen gave him a big slap in the face with his backhand.

"Boss Fu asked me to deal with you. Tell me, an arm or a leg?" Chen Sen squatted down and picked up the camera in his hand, opened it and looked through the video recording. "How much do you want?"

"Five hundred thousand." The man knelt on the ground with his legs tightly clamped together.

"He must be very busy lately." Chen Sen also saw a video in the VCR of Fu Qiang drinking with two beauties sitting on his lap.

"Busy picking up girls." The man couldn't stop smiling as he spoke, "Mr. Chen, I know what to do. How about letting me make amends? I have parents and children to take care of..."

"Shut up."

Old fashioned bullshit.

"Okay." The man quickly closed his mouth.

Mo Baiyun, who was standing aside, didn't hear what the man with glasses said at all. She stood in front of Huo Yanchen and looked left and right, "Aren't you Mr. Fu?"

"Really not." Huo Yanchen pushed up his glasses and answered, looking like a well-behaved young man.

"Chen Sen, what is going on?"

"Honey, I'll tell you later."

Chen Sen stood up and picked up the man with glasses on the ground with one hand, "Remember, if you dare to fool me, you will get your lunch box."

"Wait, wait, are you talking about this four-eyed man who took a secret photo of President Fu?" Mo Baiyun came over.

"Ah."

"You're a pervert. Why did you secretly take pictures of Mr. Fu? Are you planning something bad to our Xiao An? Who did it? Fu Qiang?" Mo Baiyun grabbed the man's short hair and pointed his finger at his nose. "If you dare to take pictures again, I'll throw you into the river to feed the fish."

Chen Sen looked at it and took a step back.

Such a bad temper.

"I don't dare anymore. I will listen to Mr. Chen now."

At this moment, the elevator suddenly opened and Jian Xiaoan walked out with a cell phone in hand.

Just a few minutes ago, she received a message from Mo Baiyun and wanted to come down to take a look.

"Get out of here now." Chen Sen shouted.

"Xiao An, come here." Mo Baiyun took Jian Xiao An's arm and whispered in her ear, "Is this Mr. Fu's elder brother or younger brother?"

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