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

When they arrived at the underground parking lot, Fang Yu opened the car door for them.

Fu Sinian's blood dripped down his arm onto the ground. Fang Yu was stunned and looked at Yan Luoman.

Yan Luoman said reflexively: "It's not me, it's Liang Shiluo."

She looked as if she was afraid Fang Yu would execute her on the spot.

Fu Sinian smiled, held her head, and stuffed her into the car, then he got in as well.

Fang Yu started the car and asked, "Let's go to the hospital first?"

"No, it's just a minor injury."

"You have to go. Tetanus can be fatal." Yan Luoman said.

Then Fang Yu said nothing more and followed the young lady's arrangements.

Fu Sinian went to the hospital to bandage his wound, and then got a tetanus shot under Yan Luoman's hesitant gaze.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the airport.

Fu Sinian and Yan Luoman were waiting for their flight in the VIP lounge, each sitting on a sofa.

Fu Sinian didn't say anything, just closed his eyes and rested.

Yan Luoman glanced at him from time to time, and she didn't know what he was thinking. After chatting with Liang Shiluo just now, Fu Sinian was in a bad state.

The country bumpkin that Liang Shiluo mentioned might be a wound of Fu Sinian. He is now recalling the past that only he knows.

Yan Luoman also felt like a stone was pressing on her heart. She wanted to sigh deeply, but was afraid that Fu Sinian would hear it.

She stood up quietly.

Fu Sinian opened his eyes and asked calmly, "Where are you going?"

She evaded the question: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Fu Sinian sat up and pulled her into his arms again as if it was a habit.

She sat sideways on his lap and was about to say something when she met Fu Sinian's scarred eyes. She lowered her head to avoid the collision of their eyes and explained, "I really went to the toilet."

"Be a spoiled brat."

Yan Luoman was stunned and looked up at him reflexively.

He curled the corners of his mouth.

But this smile seemed very weak.

Her face turned slightly red. "Didn't you forbid us to stay outside..."

He stared at her and interrupted her: "Be a spoiled child."

These three short words seemed to contain so many emotions. Yan Luoman felt a pang in her heart. It turned out that she was also the heroine of substitute literature!

She forced a smile and opened her mouth, but her mouth was dry and her throat felt sour. In the end, she couldn't say anything.

She gave up talking and leaned obediently on Fu Sinian's shoulder. She put her arms around his neck, tightened her arms, and put her face against his neck, rubbing it very dryly.

Fu Sinian seemed to be happy instantly. He put his arm around her waist and leaned comfortably on the sofa.

She didn't stop, but tightened her arms again, breathing in his scent greedily.

Fu Sinian raised the corners of his mouth, as if he was enjoying her initiative and attachment.

It seems that the country girl had been so proactive before.

Yan Luoman wanted to cry, a very perverted way of crying.

She couldn't control her tears, which slid down Fu Sinian's neck, into his collar, and across his chest.

He opened his eyes again, his smile instantly gone, and he closed the distance between them.

Yan Luoman quickly wiped the tears from her face and smiled at him, as if trying to please him.

He frowned slightly and subconsciously pinched the back of her neck with his left hand.

Yan Luoman felt his strength and was so frightened that her smile froze and her eyes were filled with fear.

Fu Sinian saw the change in her expression and loosened his grip.

He looked at her quietly for a long time, then let go of her hand and said calmly, "Go!"

Yan Luoman got off him, left the VIP room with weak legs, and walked quickly towards the smoking room in the corner.

She walked while taking out a cigarette, as if she would die if she couldn't have a cigarette in the next second.

Walking into the smoking room, she lit a cigarette hastily, like a drug addict suffering from a drug addiction.

Many people noticed her condition and looked at her a few more times.

Finally, she took a deep breath, and all the emotions in her body were suppressed at this moment.

She slowly squatted down against the wall. Fu Sinian was like a drug to her. She knew it was dangerous, but she had already been addicted and couldn't quit.

She could have lied to herself, thinking that Fu Sinian might really be blind and just liked her style.

She thought she really had some charm that she didn't know about. Not only was she able to beat hundreds of girls in the school to become the only one who pursued Jiang Fanghua in high school, but now she was also the apple of Fu Sinian's eye for the first time.

But all these fantasies were shattered today.

She used to feel sorry for Yu Yiri, but now she has become Yu Yiri. She does not have Yu Yiri's abilities, so perhaps she can only be Fu Sinian's canary until he gets tired of her and she will be reborn.

But what worries her most right now is not whether she can escape or not, but that she doesn't want to escape anymore.

She buried her head in her knees, hating herself for not living up to her expectations.

Fu Sinian saw this scene outside the smoking room. He did not go in, but leaned against the glass wall with a faint smile of sarcasm on his lips.

I don't know who I'm laughing at.

Yan Luoman smoked three cigarettes in a row for the first time. The pain she felt at that moment seemed to be even more painful than when her mother urged her to get married. At that time, she could only smoke two cigarettes in a row at most.

After hearing the flight announcement, she put out her cigarette and walked out.

She walked to the boarding gate. Fu Sinian had already entered through the VIP channel, and Fang Yu was waiting for her there.

She followed Fang Yu in.

They were in first class, and she had originally wanted to spend all of Fu Sinian's money and then take him back to live a hard life. But as long as she could still support him and give him money to spend, she felt a sense of control.

But now she can't do anything. Just like Liang Shiluo said, not only can she not help Fu Sinian, she is also a burden to Fu Sinian.

How long can Fu Sinian remain fresh?

She hated the feeling of being out of control.

Sitting down next to Fu Sinian, she fastened her seat belt and wanted to lean on him, but his right arm happened to be injured. After a pause, she said, "Let's change seats."

Fu Sinian raised his eyes from his phone and looked at her.

"I want to be close to you." Her light voice was a barely noticeable act of coquetry.

Fu Sinian was stunned for a moment and unbuckled his seat belt.

A hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and she quickly unbuckled her seat belt and switched positions with Fu Sinian.

The moment she leaned on his arm, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised.

Fu Sinian looked down at her, his cold eyes dissipating a lot of the coldness.

After getting off the plane, Yan Luoman wanted to hold Fu Sinian's arm, but Fu Sinian blocked her hand without saying a word, which was a clear rejection.

Yan Luoman was stunned, looking at Fu Sinian walking in front.

He was no longer matching her pace at all, she was walking very slowly, at the pace of the New Year.

Although he doesn't walk very fast, he has long legs!

Fang Yu followed behind Fu Sinian and reported something. There were two bodyguards guarding behind Yan Luoman. It was unclear whether they were protecting her safety or guarding her for fear that she would escape.

Yan Luoman raised the corners of his lips without knowing what emotion he was feeling. The light in his eyes was replaced by loneliness, and the joy of successfully pasting the sticker on the plane disappeared in an instant.