Her reaction was too real, or he could never have imagined that a woman could play tricks at this time, so he couldn't help but feel complacent, and stood up and turned around. His forehead was pressed against hers, and he laughed in a hoarse voice: "Little heartless, is this torturing you? Go and ask, who have I served like this?"
He Yan breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but she didn't dare to relax in the slightest. Her eyes were rolling, and she seemed to be dripping with charm, and she asked him maliciously: "Who are you going to ask? What are you going to ask? Ask Mr. Fu about oral sex." How about it?"
Her small appearance, such eloquent teeth, really made him love and hate her. Fu Shenxing froze for a moment, opened his mouth and bit her lips. He Yan hurriedly turned her head away, unable to hide the trace of disgust between her brows for a moment, and was accidentally caught by him. But he misunderstood, he held her face with his palm, and said with a low smile: "What do you dislike? Try it. It's very sweet."
Saying that, regardless of her resistance, he lowered his head and kissed deeply.
The twilight outside the window, inside the house, the good night has only just begun. You come, or I go, forward, or backward... Actually. Whether it is love or desire. Just another battle between men and women. She knew it well, and he knew it well, but they were still entangled together, endlessly.
He Yan was exhausted and fell asleep early, but Fu Shenxing was still awake, sitting alone on the bedside. Silently playing with the cigarette in his hand. After a long time, he turned his head, inserted his fingers into her thick hair, gently twisted it, and stroked it slowly. Look at her face in the dim light.
She slept soundly and was not disturbed by him at all. On her white and delicate face, her red lips were slightly parted, moist, tender, and slightly red and swollen. It was his masterpiece. As he watched, he bent down involuntarily, and gently pecked her lips. Only then did she stretch out her hand to push him in a daze, and said vaguely: "Don't make trouble, go to sleep."
He smiled, and finally let her go, but instead of lying down to sleep, he put on his nightgown and got up to go out. Downstairs, Ah Jiang was sitting at the dining table eating in silence, when he saw him going downstairs, he stood up quickly and called: "Mr. Fu."
Fu Shenxing signaled him to sit down and continue eating, and said: "Come to my study after dinner."
He has a separate study room, not the reading area in the living room, but a study room that is tight and even equipped with anti-eavesdropping equipment. However, he rarely went in. There were too many hobbies and traces of the previous "Fu Shenxing". The tall bookshelves were full of original books in foreign languages. He would feel dizzy just by looking at the densely arranged spines.
He didn't like it here, or rather, Shen Zhijie, who couldn't get rid of it from his soul, didn't like it.
A few minutes later, Ah Jiang followed, closed the door, stood in front of the desk with his hands down, and called him respectfully: "Mr. Fu."
Fu Shenxing nodded slightly and asked, "How's the matter?"
"It's all been dealt with, not only the file that came over, but also all the records from the early years." A Jiang responded, briefly talked about the process of going to Beiling, and said: "Just, for the time being I haven't been able to find out who is working for the Chen family, and there are quite a few people who have access to the files, so it's a bit difficult to investigate one by one. I have investigated the phone records of the Chen family's grandparents and grandchildren, and there are no clues."
A Jiang stopped for a while, took a careful look at Fu Shenxing, and then continued, "Even, there is no trace of how Miss He and the Chen family contacted."
Fu Shenxing was silent for a moment, but he couldn't help laughing, and said to himself: "It's unexpected that she can do so many things under my nose. I despise her."
A Jiang knew very well that the relationship between men and women is very close, so he didn't dare to accept Fu Shenxing's words. Seeing that he had no other instructions, he hesitated for a while, and then said: "Mr. matter, and called me back to ask.”
Hearing this, Fu Shenxing raised his eyes to look at him, and after a while he smiled sarcastically, and said, "The old man is very energetic, and he has to worry about such a trivial matter. Since he is so worried, why doesn't he come out of the mountain himself, insisting on killing me? The fakes are erected here, are you planning to set up an archway?"
Seeing that he was angry, A Jiang held his breath in fright. After a while, he dared to pluck up the courage to defend himself and said: "Mr. Fu, A Jiang is a slave of the Fu family. The owner of the family has orders, so he dare not disobey."
Fu Shenxing sneered and said, "You are a domestic slave, and Yan Zhu is one of them. You two have one civil and one martial arts, but the old man is good at picking people, and he can choose a good pair of right-hand men for me."
Ah Jiang didn't dare to speak, but stood with his head bowed.
Fu Shenxing smiled, put his legs on the desk carelessly, and said, "Tell me, what else can the old man order?"
Ajiang swallowed dryly, and replied carefully: "Master, please don't touch the Chen family. They are different from Miss He, and they have been drunk before the present. If you touch the grandparents of the Chen family, I'm afraid it will anger the police." Although Mrs. Fu is not afraid of trouble, she can't make trouble for herself."
Fu Shenxing smiled, nodded slightly, and asked again: "What else?"
Mr. Fu naturally said other things, but A Jiang didn't dare to repeat those words. He has been with this Fu Shenxing for more than three years, and even knows him a little better than Mr. Fu. This man may not be as deep as the previous Mr. Fu, but his methods are more vicious, and he is fearless.
Fu Shenxing seemed to have seen through his thoughts, smiled lightly, and said, "It's okay not to say it, and it's not a good thing to think about it. A Jiang, I just ask you one thing. After the old man is a hundred years old, who will be the head of the Fu family?"
Ah Jiang replied: "You."
Fu Shenxing slightly raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"
Ah Jiang didn't dare to answer, and remained silent, but cold sweat was slowly streaming down his forehead.
Fu Shenxing smiled slightly when he saw it, and said indifferently: "A person who can be loyal, no matter who he is loyal to, is good after all. A Jiang, I don't make things difficult for you, and I don't want to pursue the past. Let me tell you one thing, if you want to be my arm, then you must listen to me, otherwise, I would rather cut off my own arm than these things that don't listen to me."
A Jiang was terrified, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."
Fu Shenxing smiled again, and said: "I didn't hide anything from you, so I'm not afraid that the old man will know. But, you remember, if you don't tell me what the old man asks you in the future, you don't have to tell me after that." Talk to me again." He waved his hand and signaled A Jiang to leave, but when A Jiang was about to go out, he ordered lightly: "Go and check Chen Heguo, since the old man is cunning, then we will take care of him when we were young. Check it out."
A Jiang was stunned for a moment, and before he could ask a question, he saw Fu Shenxing gently pulling the corner of his lower lip, and said in a somewhat unscrupulous manner: "A Jiang, the old man is right, I am narrow-minded, and I will take revenge. This problem It’s been raised for a long time, it’s not easy to change, and I don’t plan to change it. Since you dare to offend me, you have to pay a price for it.”