106: C106 Third Young Master Was Rejected!

C106 Third Young Master Was Rejected!

The dining room is on the first floor, and the second floor is for entertainment.

In the luxurious room with the stringed strings, the men and women were twisting their bodies, dancing boldly and passionately, playing heavy drum music. A pair of men and women were singing a rap and a vocale combination song on the topic.

"Third Young Master, Young Master Shang, you're back!"

When the people in the box saw Fu Sihan and Shang Junchi, they stood up one after another. Obviously, these people were following Fu Sihan and Shang Junchi's lead.

"Oh, and you even brought a little beauty with you!"

One! The yellow-haired rich second generation's son noticed Yan Wanwan following behind Fu Sihan with his sharp eyes. His eyes lit up and he asked excitedly, "New goods?"

"Shut up if you don't want to die!" Shang Junchi picked up the pillow beside his hand and threw it at the blonde.

Wanwan's body was heavy. An arm was placed on her shoulder. She was completely wrapped in Fu Sihan's arms.

"Oh ~ So it was Third Young Master's woman! I said something wrong just now, drink a cup of wine as punishment!" The blonde finished a glass of whiskey cleanly.

The other men and women looked at Yan Wanwan, whether intentionally or not.

The men felt that Yan Wanwan was stunning and beautiful. Unfortunately, the famous flower had an owner, and she was someone they could not afford to offend.

The woman's heart turned sour. She did not like Yan Wanwan, the woman who robbed them of their money.

Wanwan curled her lips. She could not tell that Fu Sihan was cold and inflexible. He was as cold as ice. He actually knew how to play with these things!

The second generation of young masters in the private room quickly continued to play.

"Third Elder Brother, you want to play games?" Shang Junchi asked Fu Sihan.

Fu Sihan did not like such occasions, nor did he hate them. Whether he played a game in the circle depended on his mood. He immediately nodded his head in agreement.

Wanwan walked to a corner and sat down. She sighed and did not understand what Fu Sihan was thinking. It was fine to ask her to come, but he did not allow her to go back.

Among the women present, other than Yan Wanwan, most of them knew each other. They tacitly ostracized Yan Wanwan, who was an outsider. They eagerly went to the side of the young masters to serve the drinks.

Wanwan opened her phone to look at the calendar and calculated the time. Chenrui had just finished a chemotherapy session. After the day after tomorrow, she could go to the hospital to see him.

"Oh!"

A burst of loud jeers suddenly came from the private room.

"Third Young Master, find a woman to kiss, don't cheat!"

"Third Young Master, how about Yichun?"

There was only one woman among the group of young masters. She was wearing a short leather skirt. She revealed a portion of her fair thighs. Under the dim light, one could vaguely see her delicate and beautiful facial features. She had the pride of a heavenly daughter and was a beauty.

Ning Yichun raised her eyes to look at Fu Sihan. Her eyes were filled with shyness and faint anticipation, "Third Elder Brother..."

Although everyone present did not know the background of this Third Young Master, they knew that Miss Lin was here for this Third Young Master.

The Ning family was a famous wealthy family in Imperial Capital and was on par with the Gu family. It was also because of this identity that Ning Yichun was able to enter this group of playboys who were all men.

In fact, everyone didn't dare to make any requests to Fu Sihan. In the past, when he played games, he would always reject this kind of ambiguous matter and just drink it.

Fu Sihan did not open his eyes for Ning Yichun. His fingertips pinched the card that he had just drawn. On the card was written: [One minute with any of the opposite sex present.]

"Yan Wanwan!"

Wanwan suddenly heard someone call her.

The group of young masters on the table all looked at her. Among them, Fu Sihan hooked his hand at her.

Wanwan had a bad premonition, but she still went over.

"Third Young Master, you are looking for... Ah!"

Wanwan was halfway through her sentence when her wrist was grabbed by a big hot hand. A force pulled her down and she fell into the man's wide arms.

She grabbed the man's clothes with one hand and supported his chest with the other. When she looked up, she saw the man's face gradually enlarging.

In a split second, she remembered those people's jeering words.

Find a woman to kiss.

Fu Sihan, kiss her? !

Wanwan's mind went blank, but her hands reacted faster than her brain. She covered Fu Sihan's lips, which was very close to her.

... ""

In an instant, the whole place was as silent as a chicken.

The singer and rapper came to a tacit stop, and the only thing left in the room was the background music.

Shang Junchi wanted to cover his face and pretend not to see this awkward scene.

Young Master Bro, look at me. I look at you. They all saw a line in each other's eyes: F * ck, am I seeing things? It wasn't easy for Third Young Master to be willing to cooperate once, but in the end, he was rejected?

Yes, you are not seeing things!

Fu Sihan's face instantly sank.

As expected, he still didn't like him and disliked him!

Fine!

Wanwan was close to him and clearly felt the muscles of the man supporting her body tighten. He was ready to go. The air pressure around him decreased. In just a few seconds. It had already brought a huge amount of pressure, making people unconsciously reflect on whether they had done something wrong.

Wanwan realized what she had done. Her scalp was numb and she could feel the man's soft lips on her palm.

It was not the first time she covered Fu Sihan's mouth, but the situation this time was completely different.

Her actions were undoubtedly not giving Fu Sihan face in front of everyone.

To put it bluntly, she was making things difficult for him.

"Third Young Master, I'm sorry..."

Wanwan's fingers were stiff. She moved her hands a little before coming back with trembling hands. She lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at him. Her whole body revealed two words: Resist.

Not willing?

Fu Sihan did not need to ask to know that she was not willing.

"Get lost!"

The man grunted and raised his hand to finish the glass of iced whiskey on the table.

Wanwan quickly stood up from his embrace and saw him put down the empty glass and drank another four glasses.1

Those who did not want to accept the game content on the card would have to drink five glasses.

"It is your fortune that Third Young Master is willing to kiss you. What the heck!" Ning Yichun looked at Yan Wanwan as if she was looking at a rival in love. She wanted to throw Yan Wanwan out immediately. "Did you hear Third Young Master asking you to get lost? Get out!"

"Third Young Master, I will go back first." Wanwan did not respond to Ning Yichun's words. As she spoke, Fu Sihan drank another glass of wine.

He was already angry, so she did not advise him to drink less.

"Third Young Master, don't be angry. It is not worthwhile to be angry for a woman. You see, we, Yichun, are not good!" Blondie said, "That woman is only beautiful. One look and you can tell that she's not a good person. She might as well..."

"Tang Quan, shut the f * ck up!" Shang Junchi grabbed the cigarette box next to his hand and threw it at the idiot. In Shao Zian's words, a fool would die from talking too much!

Tang Quan met Fu Sihan's cold eyes that looked like he was looking at a dead man. He was so scared that he immediately shut his mouth. He knew that Shang Junchi had saved his life.

Fu Sihan turned around and saw Yan Wanwan's figure in the luxury box.

He stood up and turned on the light.

The sudden light made everyone cover their eyes.

Fu Sihan once again confirmed that Yan Wanwan left without hesitation.

It was as if someone had dug a hole in her heart and kept opening it.

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