The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

After being beaten, the girl raised her hand in anger and wanted to fight back, but Zhou Yian grabbed her wrist. Although Zhou Yian had slender limbs, her hands were very strong. She clamped the girl's hand firmly, then shook it hard, and the girl took a step back.

"I'm going to hit you." Zhou Yian's expression was indifferent, but there was a hint of anger in his stubborn eyes.

"You and Fu Shenyan are really the same kind of people. You both like to find someone to assert your sovereignty, right?"

"You..." He was interrupted before he could finish his sentence.

"What about me? If you have the guts, go out and ask Fu Shenyan what my relationship with him is. Don't come to me secretly behind his back. What's the matter? Are you afraid?" Zhou Yian responded fiercely, looking at her fearlessly. She didn't want to cause trouble but she was not afraid of it either.

Seeing Zhou Yian's calm and composed look with a clear conscience, the girl could guess in her heart that she really didn't have that kind of intention towards Fu Shenyan, but Fu Shenyan must be interested in her.

"You said you have nothing to do with him, why did he give you clothes?" the girl asked guiltily.

"Why did you send it to him? You should ask him. Why don't you dare to ask your own man and come to ask me?"

Being guessed at, she felt like a deflated ball. She looked a little lonely and listless. She really didn't have the courage to go out and ask Fu Shenyan.

"You..., I just don't dare, so I came to ask you." The girl changed her previous arrogant look and said timidly.

Seeing her suddenly become like this, Zhou Yian felt a little bit reluctant, and said in a calm tone: "Ms. Lin, right? I can understand that this is a misunderstanding, but it won't happen again. And I tell you, I have no interest in your man, not now, and never in the future." His tone was so firm that no one could question it.

She looked at Zhou Yian's face, and their eyes met. Zhou Yian had delicate features and clear and bright eyes, but with a kind of cold and distant indifference, which made people want to explore but also couldn't bear to disturb her. It gave people a contradictory feeling of wanting to destroy but also feeling pity for her. No wonder Fu Shenyan was attracted to her. As a woman, she almost fell for her after looking at her a few more times, let alone a man.

"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive. I just saw him sending you clothes, and I was so angry that I thought you had a relationship with him." The girl, who knew she was in the wrong, was awakened by Zhou Yian's words and realized that she was indeed impulsive.

Zhou Yian saw that she was about the same age as him and was not a bad person by nature. Moreover, she had already bowed her head to apologize, so he didn't want to argue with her too much or care about anything. So he turned around and continued to work.

Although the girl felt very aggrieved when being beaten, she also knew that she was in the wrong and deserved to be beaten, and she could not blame others at all. She felt like a dumb person eating bitter herbs, unable to express her pain.

She looked at the left side of her face that was hit in the bathroom mirror. Besides the burning pain, it was also a little red. So she put on some foundation to cover it up, calmed herself down, and went into the private room as if nothing had happened.

Fu Shenyan didn't seem to notice anything unusual about the two, and continued drinking with his friends. They drank until two in the morning, when Zhou Yian got off work, and the drinking had not yet ended.

When the waiter who was due to take over came to take over, Zhou Yian was about to leave when her colleague reminded her, "Is the food under the dining cart yours?"

"Oh, it's mine. I almost forgot about it. Thank you for reminding me." Zhou Yian took the bag out from under the dining cart.

Only then did she remember that she didn't know what to do with the dress. She couldn't keep it, but it seemed impossible to return it either, which made her feel very troubled.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that there were a bunch of such bags in the box, so she quietly put the bags back while Fu Shenyan was not paying attention, and then punched out and left work feeling relieved.

Because he had drunk a lot of alcohol, Fu Shenyan did not drive. He asked the driver to come up and get the clothes. When the driver put the clothes in the trunk, he accidentally glanced at the clothes that had been given away.

An unknown evil fire immediately rose in my heart, and I felt very unhappy. My face, which had just shown a slight smile, instantly turned cold.

"Throw these clothes away." The tone was cold and decisive, without a trace of warmth.

The girl and the driver looked at each other in confusion. They didn't react for a moment and just stood there without moving, not understanding why this young master suddenly went crazy again.

The driver said weakly: "Mr. Fu, these are all new, just bought."

"I asked you to throw it away, don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Seeing Fu Shenyan's cold and unhappy face, the driver did not dare to slack off. He thought it would be a pity to throw away such good clothes, and it would be good if he left them aside so that someone could pick them up. So he quickly took the bags of clothes to the trash can and put them next to it, and did not throw them into the trash can.

Fu Shenyan got into the car with a gloomy face. The girl didn't dare to say anything seeing his sullen face. She followed him into the car timidly and sat quietly on the side. The atmosphere was tense and a little awkward.

"What did you say to her?"

The sudden words frightened the girl so much that she broke out in a cold sweat. She swallowed nervously and whispered back, "What are you talking about?"

Fu Shenyan suddenly turned his head and moved his face closer to her. He stared at her closely and asked word by word, "I said, what did you say to her?" His eyes were stern and his tone was cold, which made people feel scared.

"I...I, I didn't say anything." The girl's voice became lower and lower because she was guilty and afraid. Her hands were so nervous that she didn't know where to put them, and her speech was intermittent and stammering.

"Are you sure? Do you want to think about it again? Hmm." His tone was cold and threatening.

"I... I said you are my man and asked her not to seduce you." She said weakly.

"Then what did she say?"

"She said... she said she had no interest in you and told me not to think too much about it, saying that it wouldn't matter now or in the future."

"Then what?" Fu Shenyan's tone had a hint of unwillingness.

"No..., nothing happened afterwards. I didn't feel comfortable saying anything after hearing her say that."

"Haha, interesting, interesting, this woman is really something." Fu Shenyan turned his head back, gritting his teeth and mocking himself, while pulling at his tie irritably. After pulling the tie off, he threw it hard on the back of the front seat, venting his inner dissatisfaction.

He looked at the night outside the car window, his eyes becoming sinister. "Not interested, what a disinterested person. Zhou Yian, you are not interested, but I am. Just wait and see."

The girl hadn't recovered from her previous emotions yet. She sat quietly beside him, not daring to breathe, let alone look him in the eye.

"What about you? Will you be angry if I'm interested in her?" Fu Shenyan suddenly asked.

"I... I don't dare."

"Don't dare? Or can't? Hmm."

The girl looked at him, pursed her lips and whispered, "I dare not."

Upon hearing this, Fu Shenyan closed his eyes, with a gloomy face and a cold tone, and ordered, "Send Miss Lin home first."

"Okay, Mr. Fu."

The car drove farther and farther away and slowly disappeared into the dark street. The inky night seemed to dye everything in the world black, leaving no white.