Being urged to get married, she got married with the heir of a wealthy family in seconds

The next day, Yan Luoman took advantage of Fu Sinian's absence and set fire to more than 800,000 worth of underwear on the third floor.

Yes, she set fire to the house because she wanted to burn down the house as well.

There was no place for Fu Sinian to imprison her.

But his bodyguards and servants were very diligent. The moment the smoke machine sounded, they turned on the fire-fighting sprinkler system.

Yan Luoman was soaked like a drowned rat.

Fu Sinian did not return until after dark.

Hearing his footsteps, she shivered in her quilt and pretended to be asleep.

She didn't think too much about it when it was burning, but it was not until the fire was put out and Yan Luoman saw that there was nothing wrong with the house that she realized she had been impulsive.

Footsteps were approaching.

The amplitude of her shaking became more and more obvious.

Fu Sinian stood beside the bed.

The next moment, he forcibly lifted the quilt from her body, grabbed her arm and lifted her up, with naked displeasure on his cold and handsome face.

He glanced her up and down.

Her whole body became colder and colder, and she hugged him tightly: "I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again!"

Fu Sinian easily freed her from his embrace.

Her pupils were shaking violently and her legs were weak. If Fu Sinian hadn't held her, she might not have been able to stand at all.

"Stand still."

She seemed to have used up all her strength just standing in front of him. She wanted to hold back her tears, but she was so frightened that she forgot how to cry.

He began to lift up her skirt.

She trembled all over, and then did something that Fu Sinian had never expected.

She swiftly took off her nightgown and continued to unbutton her bra without thinking.

Fu Sinian raised his hands, held her in his arms, and grasped her cold hands behind her back.

She was cold all over and was still shaking in his arms.

It was as if his warm embrace couldn't warm her.

After a long moment, he rested his chin on top of her head.

As if he had compromised, he called her: "Manman."

The voice is gentle as it once was.

She froze suddenly, tears instantly filling her eyes.

She thought the gentle man had returned, but he just called her Manman and said nothing else.

After a long time, Yan Luoman didn't wait for his next sentence, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What do you want to say?"

After a long while, he said calmly, "We'll leave tomorrow and go back to China."

It seemed as if the tenderness just now was just Yan Luoman's illusion. It dispelled her fear of arson, but it returned to the starting point.

After saying that, he let her go.

There was a knock on the door and he went to open it.

When he came over again, he was holding a small tray in one hand, with a dish, soup and a bowl of rice.

He put it on the coffee table.

"Mine?" Yan Luoman asked.

Fu Sinian glanced at her expectant eyes and replied, "Yeah."

She smiled, ran towards him, and, as if she had forgotten her fear just now, took the initiative to hug him and said, "Thank you for forgiving me."

Fu Sinian's whole body trembled, and his heart seemed to soften again. As if to prevent himself from being soft-hearted, he said lightly: "Keep wearing the ones that are not burned."

She froze.

After a long while, she smiled and looked up at him: "Okay."

Fu Sinian's eyes paused slightly, without looking at her, he walked towards the recliner.

He would read on that recliner whenever he was at home.

Yan Luoman resolved the crisis and felt a lot more at ease. After the fire was put out, she didn't dare go downstairs to eat, for fear that they would throw her into the basement.

The servants and bodyguards didn't dare to go up to the fourth floor easily, so this meal became a dead end.

But Fu Sinian's return resolved this deadlock.

She finished eating quickly and asked him, "Do we need to pack our bags?"

He paused, vaguely hearing the expectation in her voice.

After a long time, as if he couldn't help it, he turned his head and looked at her.

There was anticipation in her eyes, that's for sure.

"Need not."

He replied calmly.

She asked again: "Do you need me to take this down?"

He looked back again and looked her up and down.

Yan Luoman then realized what he was wearing, "Should I put on my coat?"

"if not?"

She went to the closet and rummaged through his clothes.

Fu Sinian stood up, without saying anything, picked up the tray and placed it outside the door.

She stopped and was about to say thank you when he pressed the call button at the door: "Bring a box up."

She was stunned, and instantly understood what he was saying.

In fact, Yan Luoman has realized that she is wrong. Fu Sinian is a pervert. She shouldn't fall into his trap. Why buy sexy lingerie? She should buy conservative ones so that she will get bored quickly.

As if in compromise, she let go of the black shirt in her hands.

Alarm sirens sounded downstairs.

Yan Luoman was stunned.

A strange smile appeared on Fu Sinian's lips.

"It's not me!" she clarified reflexively.

Fu Sinian walked to the French window, looked downstairs, and said calmly, "Come here."

"It really wasn't me!" She didn't dare to go over and firmly denied that she was the one who called the police.

Fu Sinian turned his head and glanced at her.

She became timid and walked towards him with reluctant steps.

As she approached, Fu Sinian pulled her into his arms.

Looking at the police lights downstairs, Fu Sinian bit her ear and said, "Guess who it is?"

Yan Luoman was about to ask how she knew when she saw a familiar figure.

It’s Jiang Fanghua.

Their target was not this villa, but the one next to it.

Jiang Fanghua led the police into the villa next door.

Fu Sinian took out her cell phone and pressed his chin against her head, forcing her to look at the screen.

He unlocked the phone and pulled out the message Jiang Fanghua had sent her.

"Manman, I called you but you didn't answer. Did Fu Sinian do something to you?"

One day after this message.

Fu Sinian replied: "I'm going abroad to play, please don't disturb me."

Jiang Fanghua replied: "Then I feel relieved."

Yesterday, Jiang Fanghua sent another message: "Fu Sinian, have you controlled her?"

Fu Sinian did not respond.

"Fu Sinian, I didn't find any information about her going abroad. What did you do with her?"

……

What followed was Jiang Fanghua's condemnation of Fu Sinian.

Yan Luoman's heart sank little by little as she read Jiang Fanghua's message. It turned out that Fu Sinian had even imprisoned Fu Yuanhong.

Then...does she still have a chance to escape?

"It seems that you are quite infatuated." Fu Sinian's contemptuous voice sounded in Yan Luoman's ears.

Yan Luoman was shocked, "Why aren't you afraid of their revenge?"

Jiang Fanghua is the only son of the Jiang Group, and Fu Yuanhong is now also the only son of the Fu Group. Fu Sinian is nothing now. Apart from those millions, he really has nothing.

But why isn't he afraid?

"Because I am cruel and ruthless!" Fu Sinian said nonchalantly and lazily.

After saying that, he kissed her neck, rubbing it gently, as if he was feeling excited.

Jiang Fanghua and the others were right next door, and this seemed to stimulate him.

Soon, Fu Sinian's cell phone rang.

It’s Jiang Fanghua calling.

"Fu Sinian! Where on earth did you hide Manman?!"