351: C351 To Rectify Mrs Fu's Name

C351 To Rectify Mrs Fu's Name

Is what he said true? She did not seem to be very honest when she slept, but it was not to the extent of talking in her sleep, right?

But Mu Qichen did not seem to be lying to her either...

After thinking about it, the more she thought about it, the more she could not accept it. Sheng Yan took a step back in fear, "Absolutely impossible!"

She felt that the distance was not enough. She rolled over the bed and kept a safe distance from Mu Qichen. "Mu Qichen, don't try to fool me. I can't lower my head to make peace with you first!"

Mu Qichen thought for a while and admitted, "You did not say that."

Sheng Yan was relieved. How could she...

"I said it, and you agreed."

Sheng Yan still had not finished heaving a sigh of relief. "???"

Mu Qichen went around the bed and walked towards Sheng Yan. "Sheng Yan, talking in your sleep is a person's subconscious. Don't try to deny that you agreed to it by talking nonsense."

"You..."

After last night, Sheng Yan could not say such words anymore. "If you don't love me, I won't be with you."

One. A man would look at her obsessively in the midst of a high fever. He hugged her tightly and spoke to her like a fool... How could he not love her?

Sheng Yan felt that Mu Qichen had blocked all her words.

She raised her hand in panic and pointed at an inch of ground under Mu Qichen's feet. "You, you just stand there and don't come over! I need to, need to think about it."

Mu Qichen would never give anyone a chance to struggle, especially in this situation. Of course, he wanted Sheng Yan to let go before she regained her cool.

"Sheng Yan, you are two years older. Don't tell me you still don't want to admit it and play rogue with me?"

"It is not the first time I play rogue. Is it very rare?"

Is it very shameful to play rogue? Miss Sheng had never thought of it that way.

And this was called being a rogue? This was called quick-witted rebuttal!

In a moment of desperation, Sheng Yan flipped over the hospital bed again and escaped to the other side.

Mu Qichen's eyebrows were frivolous and carried undisguised disdain.

She could avoid him like this?

In the blink of an eye, Mu Qichen had blocked Sheng Yan's path once again.

"You... I..." Sheng Yan scratched her hair in anger. "Mu Qichen, what do you want to eat? I will go and buy you breakfast."

Mu Qichen would only let her go if she said that.

Sure enough, Mu Qichen nodded his head and agreed. "Did you bring the money?"

"I paid with my phone." In this era, why would he bring cash?

Mu Qichen said, "Okay." He said, "Leave your handbag."

Sheng Yan's handbag had identification keys and other necessary items in it. If she left her handbag, she was afraid that she would not come back after she went out.

"Mu Qichen, you...!"

Sheng Yan really wanted to bite this person to death. She did not need to be so careful!

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It was night in First-class Garden.

Yan Wanwan put on light makeup and changed into a white checkered suit. There was a long dress inside and a coat with the same color and pattern on the outside. She also wore a small hat on top of her head. She kept a low profile and did not lose her dignified and formal appearance.

Other than necessary occasions, Fu Sihan rarely saw Yan Wanwan dressed like this. She looked like a competent rich wife.

Whether it was her youthful appearance in a white shirt and jeans, or the way she dressed in front of him, Fu Sihan was very pleasing to the eye, especially since she dressed like this for him.

Fu Sihan had an unnoticeable smile on his face. He pulled Yan Wanwan and wanted to kiss her.

Wanwan pushed his face, "I wiped my lipstick. You will make my makeup look like a flower."

Fu Sihan's face stiffened.... "You don't have to put on makeup next time."

Wanwan did not agree with him and said, "I am giving your friend respect and courtesy."

Fu Sihan looked at her strangely. "Yan Wanwan, who taught you these old-fashioned rules? No one in the Yan Family is like you."

"Why is it called old-fashioned? This is social etiquette, you..." Wanwan thought about it and gave up on reasoning with him.

Why should she reason with someone as overbearing and unreasonable as Fu Sihan? He was used to doing things his own way.

He was alone and had the right to do what he wanted.

Walking up to the Spiritual Pedestal, falling from the mortal world, and then relying on his own hard work to break through all obstacles and return to the peak, such a person never cared about the taste of the secular world.

"Get the car." Fu Sihan hugged Yan Wanwan and walked towards the garage, not wanting to listen to her reasoning.

Wanwan was confused. It seemed that no one had taught her these things. Whether it was Yan Family or her dead mother, where did she learn these views from?

Sheng Yan once teased her and said that she was like a well-mannered girl from a family of books. She had a deep sense of etiquette.

Those things were deeply rooted in her bones. From memory, she knew that there must be table manners, and that she must pay attention to the etiquette of welcoming people...

No, she had a missing memory. Could it be related to the memory that she had lost when she was a child?

It was also unlikely. Before she was seven or eight years old, who could teach her those things?

Wanwan felt that she had thought too much. When she came back to her senses, she had already arrived at the garage.

"Do you want to drive by yourself?" Fu Sihan asked.

Wanwan shook her head without thinking. The last time she drove back to First-class Garden with Fu Sihan, she met a killer, which made Yan Wanwan dislike driving.

Fu Sihan looked tired. As expected, she did not like the gifts that were used as cars.

Fu Sihan casually picked the nearest silver-gray PGA car.

The destination was Nine Nights.

Nine Nights' third floor was a private room. Fu Sihan led Yan Wanwan all the way in.

When they passed by the hall, Wanwan felt a little emotional. She thought of the first time she met Fu Sihan here. She never thought that there would be a day when he would hold her hand and come in.

"Third Elder Brother!"

"Third Young Master Fu!"0

"Third Young Master is here!!"

The moment the door of the room opened, the people inside noticed Fu Sihan. One by one, they put down the things they were playing with and stood up to greet Fu Sihan.

"Wow, Third Young Master actually brought a woman with him. It's rare!"

"Is this sister-in-law? She's so beautiful. Her height and figure can be compared with a model. She's a match for Third Young Master!"

"I saw Miss Su's interview and saw that she was only about 17-68s. I didn't expect her to be so tall."

"Miss Su is beautiful and talented. Otherwise, how could she be a match for Third Young Master?"

...

The people who were trying to flatter her started to laugh.

Gradually, someone realized that something was wrong...

Why did Third Young Master, who took the initiative to gather today, have a frosty expression as if he wanted to hit someone? Why did Miss Su's expression not look too good? Why did Young Master Shang and Young Master look at them with the expression of "you are finished" on their faces?

"F * ck, this is not Su Yujie!" One of the red-haired men finally remembered. He looked at Fu Sihan and Yan Wanwan in fear. "You, you, you... You are Yan Wanwan? "

The red-haired man was the young Young Master of the Tang family, Tang Quan, whom Yan Wanwan had met once before.

The surrounding people were shocked and frightened.

Yan, wasn't Yan Wanwan the female model who was rumored to use means to sit on Mrs Fu's throne and was about to become the mistress of the Tang Family to give up the seat for Su Yujie?

... Who said that she looked like a model just now? Why didn't she give a few more reminders?

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