83: C83 Who Hit Him Call Me Back

C83 Who Hit Him Call Me Back

A room of silence, No one dared to speak as they were shocked by Fu Sihan's imposing manner. They could only hear each other's breathing.

"Come here. " Fu Sihan put his left hand in his pocket and waved at Yan Wanwan with his right hand.

The two servants who were holding Yan Wanwan heard him and released her as if they were shocked by electricity. They did not dare to look at the masked man who looked like a god of death.

Wen Xue did not have the time to put on much makeup on Yan Wanwan before a layer of white powder covered her face and she had not completely fainted. The red marks on the woman's white face were obvious and it was twice the size of the right side of her face.

Under the mask, Fu Sihan's glabella fiercely knitted.

Wanwan walked in front of him and felt his terrible mood like a snowstorm. She looked up at him and then lowered her head and did not dare to look again.

His current momentum was even more terrifying than when he shot Fu Manhua in Old Residence without even blinking.

"Hiss -"

His face was suddenly touched by someone. His strength was not considered heavy, but the injury on Wanwan's face was exceptionally sensitive to pain. She took a deep breath from the pain and looked at Fu Sihan doubtfully.

Fu Sihan retracted his hand. Seeing that she cried out in pain the moment he touched her, he dispelled the messy makeup on her face.

"Who hit you?" The man opened his mouth and asked. These three words shocked the Yan family.

Yan Gaoqing's hands couldn't help trembling. He didn't dare to make a sound.

The Yan family didn't dare to speak, so Fu Sihan asked Yan Wanwan: "Who hit you?"

The same three words. When he asked the Yan family, it was as if he was holding a knife to kill, but when he asked Yan Wanwan, he was full of protection.

Yan Mengrou bit her lips. Why did Fu Sihan's attitude towards her be so bad? He treated Yan Wanwan differently!

These should all belong to her!

"Third Young Master, Wanwan said something very disrespectful. My dad was so angry that he accidentally hit her. No. . . " Yan Mengrou saw Yan Wanwan was about to open her mouth and quickly took the initiative to speak. She pushed the responsibility onto Yan Wanwan.

It was only right and proper for her father to educate his children.

However, Fu Sihan did not think that way.

"Disobedience?" He sneered, "What disrespect? Tell me about it. "

Wanwan rolled her eyes and was shocked by Fu Sihan's behavior today.

He usually did not talk that much.

Moreover, when he went out, he seemed to not like her. Why did he suddenly care about this for her?

"This. . . " Yan Mengrou stuttered and could not say anything. For a moment, she could not make up any disrespectful words. What Yan Wanwan said downstairs was all about the truth of the marriage. Of course, she could not tell Fu Sihan.

"Mr. Yan?" Fu Sihan looked at Yan Gaoqing.

Yan Gaoqing's face was pale. He just had to bite the bullet and say what his precious daughter said, "Third Young Master, this little girl does not know what to say. You better not listen to her. Otherwise, it will dirty your ears. I will teach my daughter privately. "

Fu Sihan emotionlessly hooked his lower lip and placed one hand on Yan Wanwan's shoulder.

Wanwan's body stiffened. In this position, it was as if she was being held in his arms. The strong presence of a man reminded her at all times.

"You can teach your daughter, but you can hit my woman with my permission?"

"This. . . "

When Fu Sihan said this, Yan Gaoqing, Wen Xue and Yan Mengrou's faces all turned pale.2

These words were clearly to settle the score for Yan Wanwan!

"Third Young Master, what, what do you think is more appropriate to deal with?" Yan Gaoqing was sweating. He had been commanding Yan Wanwan for ten years and it was normal for him to beat and scold her. It was the first time he regretted hitting Yan Wanwan.

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