The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

Fu Shenyan turned around and looked at her coldly. He suddenly stretched out his index finger and put it against her chin. He sneered and said, "You saved me yesterday. I am grateful, but... don't challenge my bottom line."

Jiang Ping looked at the handsome face so close to her and couldn't help spitting a few times. But when she saw his cold eyes, she felt scared. She just stared at him blankly, unable to react.

Fu Shenyan suddenly slowly moved close to her ear, and his warm breath blew on her neck, making her feel tingling and hot and uncomfortable.

She was nervous but secretly happy at the same time. It turned out that men are hypocritical. They say they don't want it but their bodies are very honest.

However, the next second, instead of a kiss, she was met with Fu Shenyan's ridicule.

"You are not even as good as one of her toes."

Fu Shenyan deliberately spoke very slowly, enunciating each word clearly.

Jiang Ping's smile froze on her face and her face turned pale with anger.

Fu Shenyan quickly took a step back, with a big smile on his face as if he had succeeded in a prank. He spread his hands and turned away in a cool manner.

Jiang Ping looked at his departing back with hatred, and kicked over the vase at the door in anger.

"Ah..." She screamed with gnashing teeth and roared like crazy: "Fu Shenyan, you wait for me, wait for me."

Jiang Ping usually relies on her brother being Jiang Liang to be willful and unruly. As long as she wants something, including men, as long as she sets her eyes on them, she will never fail to get them.

Jiang Liang felt sorry for this sister who was several years younger than him. As long as she wanted, he would spoil her and let her play as she pleased.

It is precisely because of this that Jiang Ping can tease Fu Shenyan so unscrupulously, because in her eyes, he is just like other men, and sooner or later he will succumb to her because of money, power, or beauty.

For so many years, Jiang Ping was the only one bullying others, and no man dared to bully her. She didn't expect that she would hit Fu Shenyan, a tough nut to crack today.

She would not allow the man she liked in Shencheng to have another woman in his heart and look down on her because of the other woman. This was a great shame and humiliation for her.

She looked at the vase that had been kicked over on the ground, still feeling unsatisfied, she gritted her teeth, raised her foot, and crushed the flowers scattered nearby into pieces.

When Fu Shenyan passed by Zhou Yian's house, he paused, looked at the closed door in stunned silence, then took out the key and opened his own door.

As night falls, the city’s neon lights light up and nightlife begins.

Fan Kun took a few people to patrol in the bustling night to prevent anyone from getting drunk and causing trouble.

At this time, a panicked bartender came towards them and accidentally bumped into Fan Kun.

"What are you doing? Why are you in such a hurry?"

The bartender bowed repeatedly to apologize, "Brother Dao, the lady was drinking at the bar in the lobby. She was drunk and smashing things like crazy. No one could persuade her to stop."

"Look, she hit me with a wine bottle." The bartender said, pointing to his forehead with a wronged look on his face.

Fan Kun took a closer look and saw that the bartender had a big red and swollen bump on the right side of his forehead. It looked like he had been hit pretty hard.

"So the foreman asked me to go find Brother Liang and ask him to persuade the young lady."

Fan Kun narrowed his eyes. Isn't this a good opportunity to get close to Jiang Ping? Thinking of this, he quickly stopped the bartender.

"No need, where is she, take me to find her."

"It's on the first floor." The bartender saw that someone was finally willing to take care of this unruly and headstrong young lady, and as if he had found a life-saving straw, he diligently took Fan Kun to find Jiang Ping.

At this moment, Jiang Ping ordered a lot of wine, and drank one glass after another. She smashed the empty glasses directly to the ground, and the ground was littered with broken glass, which showed that she had drunk quite a lot of wine.

Jiang Ping is the younger sister of Jiang Liang, the gangster boss of Shanghai. Due to her identity, few people dare to step forward to persuade her.

Moreover, whoever goes up to her at this time will be in trouble. The bartender had no choice but to stand one meter away, watching her drink and go crazy.

When Fan Kun arrived, Jiang Ping had just finished a cocktail and was about to throw the glass on the ground. Fan Kun reached out and grabbed her arm.

Jiang Ping felt a resistance behind her and angrily shouted, "Who is it that cares about me?"

She turned around drunkenly, looked at Fan Kun with hazy eyes, and sneered: "Who did I think it was? Who gave you the face to control me?"

Fan Kun looked at Jiang Ping's face calmly, and reached out to take the cup from her hand. "Fan Kun doesn't dare to bother Miss, but I heard that Miss was drinking alone here, so I wanted to come over to accompany Miss."

Jiang Ping sneered disdainfully and slapped Fan Kun's face with her hand. "You are just a dog beside my brother. Why should you accompany me?"

Fan Kun did not dodge or evade, allowing Jiang Ping to slap his face.

"I am Liang Ge's dog, and naturally I am also your dog, young lady. If my master is unhappy, it is my responsibility to make her happy." Fan Kun was not angry at all. Instead, he followed Jiang Ping's words and flattered her.

Sure enough, this trick worked for Jiang Ping. She laughed twice, stopped what she was doing, pinched his chin with her hand, and looked straight at Fan Kun. "You usually look like a quiet person, but I didn't expect you to be so good at pleasing others."

"I only know how to please the young lady."

"Okay, then sit down and have a couple of drinks with me."

"Yes, miss." Fan Kun said as he pulled out a stool and sat down, then he picked up the wine on the table and took a big sip.

Jiang Ping smiled bitterly, "Tell me, why didn't he want to drink with me?"

"I don't know who the young lady is talking about."

"Fu Shenyan, you say, it would be great if he was as obedient as you."

When Fan Kun heard that it was Fu Shenyan, he felt unhappy for a moment, then he comforted her: "That's because he has no taste. Miss, you are the most beautiful in my eyes. It is my honor to drink with you."

"But... he said I can't compare to... not even a toe of that man." Jiang Ping looked at Fan Kun with drunken eyes. As she looked at him, her face overlapped and turned into many faces. Later, his appearance gradually became blurred, then gradually clear, until it finally turned into Fu Shenyan's appearance.

Fan Kun looked at her and said softly, "No, in my eyes, you will always be the most beautiful."

Jiang Ping was overjoyed. She reached out and gently stroked his cheek, and asked softly, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course it's true. I'd do anything for you."

The person sitting next to her was clearly Fan Kun, but in Jiang Ping's eyes, he was already Fu Shenyan. She was so drunk that she was having hallucinations.

"Hahaha..." Jiang Ping laughed. Fan Kun looked at her, wondering why she was laughing.

The next second, she suddenly kissed him, and the moment their lips touched, Fan Kun's body froze, and he stood there motionless like a wooden chicken.

"Miss, you?"

"Miss, you are drunk." After a while, he reacted and pushed her away with force.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ping became even more aggressive and threw herself on him. They both fell on the chairs. Jiang Ping wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him even more fiercely.

"Miss, what are you doing?" Fan Kun said as he pushed her away.

Even though Fan Kun usually seems like a reckless man, when it comes to matters of love between men and women, he still can't bring himself to do it in public.

Jiang Ping stopped and looked at him blankly.

"Why are you pushing me away? You lied to me. You don't like me at all, right?" Jiang Ping was so anxious that tears came out when she saw that "Fu Shenyan" was about to push her away again.

The beauty shed tears, looking so pitiful that Fan Kun felt itchy inside.

"I like it, but this place is not suitable." Fan Kun said as he looked around. Because Jiang Ping's movements were too big, the waiters and his younger brothers were secretly watching from a distance.

"I'll take you away, can we go somewhere else?"

Jiang Ping looked at the handsome face of "Fu Shenyan" and said with a silly smile: "Okay, then let's go... to my house."

"it is good."

After saying that, Fan Kun stood up, supported the drunk Jiang Ping and drove away.