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

Yan Luoman continued to photoshop the picture.

The bodyguard guarding her was a little confused. Generally speaking, in such a situation, even if the wife didn't have an outburst in public, she would immediately go upstairs to stop what might happen next.

But the young lady was like a coward, not daring to face what was going to happen next.

A shadow fell on Yan Luoman's desk, and Yan Luoman looked up.

It’s Liang Shiluo.

Liang Shiluo looked down at her with naked contempt in her eyes.

"Do you think you'll be alright if you just become a coward?"

Liang Shiluo chuckled and sat down opposite Yan Luoman.

Yan Luoman curled the corner of her mouth and instantly understood the reason why that girl appeared. It was Liang Shiluo who specially came to annoy her.

"I never thought about keeping my head clean when I married into a wealthy family." Yan Luoman replied nonchalantly.

I just learned and applied what Ling Xiancheng said yesterday.

Liang Shiluo was stunned for a moment, a little surprised.

"Pfft!"

Fu Sinian's laughter sounded behind Yan Luoman.

Yan Luoman felt a pang in her heart, but she didn't turn around to look at him. She pretended to be really busy and continued to photoshop the picture.

Liang Shiluo might not have expected Fu Sinian to come down so soon, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

Fu Sinian sat down on the armrest of Yan Luoman's sofa, glanced at her screen, and his smile became even more intense.

Then, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Liang Shiluo, "Thank you for your trouble in sowing discord."

Liang Shiluo put away his surprise, and without saying anything more, he stood up and smiled faintly: "I heard that the condition for you to repay your kindness was to marry her. What will Mr. Fu choose now?"

Yan Luoman's fingertips paused slightly, but she pretended not to care and continued to photoshop the picture.

I don’t know what the point of photoshopping is now. Fu Sinian has seen it.

But if I don’t Photoshop it, I will be very panic.

Fu Sinian looked down at Yan Luoman, raised his hand and gently stroked her left ear, pinched it, and started teasing again.

Then he said nonchalantly: "My wife is not nervous, so Mr. Liang doesn't need to worry about it."

Liang Shiluo also glanced at Yan Luoman, who was like a turtle, and said with a faint smile: "I wish you good luck."

Liang Shiluo left with his back straight.

Yan Luoman was concentrating on her work, as if photo-editing made her more immersed than paper cutting.

Fu Sinian looked down at her and asked, "What don't you want to ask?"

Yan Luoman raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "Don't you have the final say between us? What does it matter if I know or not?"

She closed her computer, feeling a little restless indeed.

"My savior's sister is living with us temporarily."

Yan Luoman paused and only responded, "Oh."

Fu Sinian squeezed into Yan Luoman's sofa and was about to pick her up when he saw Ye Yaxin and Fu Yuanhong walking into the hotel.

His arm changed direction instantly, supporting Yan Luoman's buttocks and forcing her to stand up.

Yan Luoman's face became long and he looked unhappy.

Fu Sinian turned on the computer and checked what she had gained that day.

Ye Yaxin took the initiative to come over and greet Yan Luoman: "What's wrong? Weren't you happy this morning?"

Yan Luoman glanced at Fu Sinian calmly and said, "I want to go out and play."

Fu Sinian raised his eyes and looked at her coldly.

Yan Luoman shrank his neck and got scared.

Seeing Yan Luoman backing off, Fu Sinian looked at Ye Yaxin again: "You guys still want to stay in City D? Shouldn't you hurry back and think of Plan B?"

Ye Yaxin kept smiling and looked at the two of them calmly: "It seems that the young couple had a quarrel? Then I won't disturb them."

Quarrel? Is Yan Luoman qualified to quarrel with this pervert?

Ye Yaxin left their sight.

Fu Yuanhong looked at Yan Luoman meaningfully, and then followed Ye Yaxin into the elevator.

Fu Sinian closed the computer again, looked up at Yan Luoman who didn't want to look at him, and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

Yan Luoman felt depressed in his chest, "No more playing, sleep."

She turned around angrily and walked towards the elevator.

Fu Sinian followed her with a smile on his lips, holding the computer in one hand.

Yan Luoman just opened the door.

A figure threw himself into her arms: "Brother Si Nian!"

The girl hugged Yan Luoman tightly, and when she realized that the feeling was not right, she let go of Yan Luoman. A trace of vigilance flashed in her eyes: "Who are you?"

Fu Sinian appeared behind Yan Luoman.

The girl smiled again: "Brother Si Nian! Who is this sister?"

Fu Sinian raised his hand and held Yan Luoman's waist: "Your sister-in-law, Yan Luoman. Her name is An Ningsha"

Yan Luoman paused slightly.

Fu Sinian took her into the room.

An Ningsha stared blankly at the two people entering the house, her eyes suddenly moistened: "Brother Si Nian, didn't you promise my sister that you would be responsible for me for the rest of my life?"

Yan Luoman froze.

Fu Sinian let her go and said calmly, "Go take a shower."

Yan Luoman felt as if his feet were weighed down by a thousand pounds, and without saying a word, he walked towards the bathroom.

She stood under the shower, in a daze.

I really don't know how to explain this to Yan's mother? She had just reconciled with Fu Sinian, and Yan's mother had just heard Fu Sinian confirm his sincerity towards her. If they were to break up and divorce again, wouldn't that be too much of a joke?

Yan Luoman felt powerless. Fu Sinian was really a disaster. If he wanted to leave, he could leave and never come back. If he wanted to stay, he could stay and never leave again in his life.

But... he was so unpredictable and things could go wrong at any time, and she was really overwhelmed.

Yan Luoman took a shower for a long time and finally came out wrapped in a bath towel.

Fu Sinian hasn't returned to his room yet, and seems to be still chatting with the girl in the living room.

Yan Luoman could hear An Ningsha's heart-wrenching cry, which was filled with unwillingness, as if Yan Luoman had indeed robbed her of her happiness.

Yan Luoman lay silently on the bed, with her eyes slightly closed, waiting for Fu Sinian to come in.

An Ningsha cried for a long, long time, so long that she seemed to fall asleep.

There was no other sound in the room except Fu Sinian's footsteps.

He probably carried her back to the room.

Are you jealous? Yes.

But when she thought that she would never have the chance to eat it in the future, she didn't feel so jealous anymore, after all, she was taking up the seat that belonged to someone else.

After a while, Fu Sinian opened the door and walked in.

He took off his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out again, Yan Luoman was leaning against the head of the bed smoking his cigarette.

Fu Sinian's hair was still dripping with water. He glanced at her and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "What do you want to talk about?"

"Will you marry her?" Yan Luoman asked calmly.

"My wife is you." He said nonchalantly, casually wiping the water stains from his hair with a towel.

"We can divorce, Fu Sinian. My mother has high blood pressure and can't stand our repeated relationship."

Fu Sinian put the towel beside him, wrapped himself in a bath towel, and walked towards Yan Luoman. The undried water stains on his body dotted his slightly warm skin, and a faint mist surrounded him.

Yan Luoman looked a little dazed, then realized that now was not the time to be lustful, so she turned her eyes away, extinguished her cigarette, and lay down in bed.

Fu Sinian also lifted the quilt, and the moment he lay down, he pulled her into his arms. His voice was low: "It has always been you who has been wavering. Aren't you the one who has been going back and forth?"

He questioned, his fingertips digging into his waist.

Yan Luoman’s whole body stiffened.

His slightly cool lips fell on her neck, and his other hand was not idle either.

Yan Luoman grabbed his hand on his chest and said, "Fu Sinian, it's you who makes me uneasy, not me who is wavering."