82: C82 It's Not Expensive Who Are You Talking About?

C82 It's Not Expensive Who Are You Talking About?

Without waiting for Fu Sihan to speak, she continued. "I saw a man hugging Yan Wanwan. They acted intimately. That man seemed to be Director Shang's friend. I advised Wanwan to. . . Be a wife. After all, she has already married you, but she said that you are just a decoration. You are not qualified to be her husband. "0

"Are you done?" Fu Sihan leaned on the back of the sofa. His posture was lazy, but he was still domineering.

He really wanted this noisy woman to shut up.

"Third Young Master, are you not angry?" Yan Mengrou was shocked. There was actually a man who could tolerate his wife wearing a green hat on him?

"Wanwan, she. . . " She gave you a green hat!

Before Yan Mengrou could finish her sentence, Fu Sihan had already stood up and walked upstairs with his long legs.

"Third Young Master, where are you going?" Yan Gaoqing saw this and instantly became anxious. "Wen Xue has already gone to call Wanwan. You just wait downstairs!"

"She has been calling for ten minutes and still hasn't woken up?"

At that moment, Yan Gaoqing felt a bone chilling coldness. He only thought of Fu Sihan's words.

The rooms on the second floor were all tightly shut. Fu Sihan asked Yan Gaoqing behind him, "Where is Yan Wanwan's room?"

"She. . . " Yan Gaoqing stuttered and did not want to say it.

Yan Mengrou's eyes betrayed the truth. She could not help but look in one direction.

Fu Sihan looked at the door and strode over. He kicked the door and broke into the room.

The smell of dust hit his face.

The room was only about 30 square meters. It was not as big as the bathroom in his bedroom. The furniture inside was simple and crude. There was a 1. 5 meter bed, a vertical closet, a desk, and a stool. There was not even a dressing table. A decent maid was better than this room.

Yan Wanwan was surrounded by a few people led by Wen Xue in the middle. The servant beside her was also holding ice cubes.

"What's there to apply it on? Just put some powder on it to cover it up. It's not like she is too noble!"

At the same time Wen Xue's sharp and unkind voice sounded, with a loud bang, the people outside broke through the door and entered.

Yan Gaoqing and Yan Mengrou tightly pursed their lips and fiercely closed their eyes. How could Wen Xue coincidentally say such words at this time!

Fu Sihan stood under the profound entrance with an expressionless face, but his face was as cold as ice. There was a strong hostility between his brows and the corner of his mouth was full of ridicule.

"Not noble, who are you talking about?"

"I. . . "

Wen Xue was so scared that the powder in her hands fell to the ground. She felt that Fu Sihan had fallen onto the ground. He was now a masked Asura!

Wanwan's hands were pressed by two middle-aged female servants and could not move. Wen Xue was very ruthless when she put on makeup. She gritted her teeth in pain and when she heard the sound, she opened her eyes. There was still tears in her eyes as she looked at the man who suddenly appeared in shock.

She thought that Fu Sihan would be fooled by the Yan family. She did not even know why Fu Sihan suddenly came to the Yan Family, but. . . It was definitely not for her, right? Otherwise, why didn't he come back with her?

However, at this moment, this man was clearly in front of her. Wanwan had no choice but to deny her thoughts.

Not only was he not fooled by the Yan family, he also found her room, when she was held down by four or five women and could not move.

Behind the cold and emotionless silver mask, the man's eyes that were as cold as an abyss locked onto her tightly, carrying an emotion that she had never experienced and could not understand.

He seemed to be. . . Angry?

Wanwan opened her mouth but when it was pulled to the corner of her mouth and face, there was an unbearable pain. All the sounds lingered in her throat and finally swallowed back into her stomach.

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