726: C726 Murder of Your Own Husband

C726 Murder of Your Own Husband

Anyway, this cousin of hers was a cousin, a cousin. She was not like Wanwan, who was a wife to Simon, or a real wife.

The general suite was on the first floor of the business suite, and Wanwan and Corker were walking together.

"Corker, how did you know about the situation of this wine?" Wanwan asked the question she had just asked.

Corker said, "The organizers of 'Super Model' are famous for being generous. In the past, they used to stay in the best hotels. When I came to Tai City, I checked it out in advance. Unfortunately, I am staying at Top2 this time."

"Logically speaking, it should be Top1?"

"Yeah." Corker shrugged his shoulders. "But the Top-1 hotel belongs to the Su family. That's right, it belongs to Su Yujie's Su family."

Corkel lowered his voice and whispered into Yan Wanwan's ear, "I guess it's my boss, which means your husband is in charge of it. He won't let us stay in the Su family's hotel."

"Fu Sihan?" Wanwan did not understand, "How does he operate it?"

"You don't know? The boss is a new sponsor. He will give money to the organizers for free. Of course, they will agree to his request. Moreover, the Su family's hotel is only slightly better than this one."

Corkel squeezed his two fingers together and made a gesture of "a little."

Wanwan, "???"

Why... did she not know anything?

How many things had Fu Sihan done behind her back?

The luggage of the instructors were delivered to their respective rooms by the staff members in a while. Wanwan went to her own room first.

"Beep -"

She swiped the door card.

Every suite in this hotel had a different style, and the one Yan Wanwan was going to stay in was a simplified Chinese style.

It just so happened to fit Wanwan's preferences.

The room was very big, and it was a 400-square-meter suite for the second round of examinations.

Wanwan walked around the room and suddenly heard some movement in a certain direction.

Her heart tightened. She quickly picked up a handy thing and carefully walked over.

Halfway there, there was no movement.

Two seconds later, there was a cracking sound, like the sound of a door opening.

The bathroom door opened, and steam came out from inside. The man walked out barefooted. Looking up, he had a pair of superior long legs, a bath towel tied around his waist, and then up was an eight-pack abs and pecs...

Fu Sihan's hair was not dry, and it was still dripping. That face with no blind spots was facing Yan Wanwan. His eyebrows were raised, and he looked at Yan Wanwan with interest.

"Mrs Fu intends to murder her husband? Or do you want to give me the porcelain from the hotel?"

Wanwan heaved a sigh of relief. Only now did she notice that she had casually picked up a piece of porcelain from a garlic vase in the living room. Her hand was holding onto a long bottleneck, and the vase's belly was raised in the air as if it was ready to swing someone at any time.

Fu Sihan laughed softly and took the garlic bottle from Yan Wanwan's hand, in case he accidentally hurt her, "If Mrs Fu likes this kind of style, I will buy the authentic product for you."

This garlic bottle was a high imitation of antiques. Although it was not authentic, it was still quite pricey. Otherwise, it would not be qualified to be used as a decoration in a top grade suite.

"Why are you here?" Wanwan glared at him angrily and did not say anything. She did not get angry. "I thought there were some illegal criminals!"

Fu Sihan did not think that he would scare Yan Wanwan. His eyes swept across Yan Wanwan's flat abdomen without a trace, wondering if the hormones in her pregnancy were causing trouble. It made his smart and calm wife a little shocked.

Well, actually Mrs Fu also acted very calm just now.

Wanwan just finished speaking and her gaze swept to the corner where a black suitcase was placed. It was used by Fu Sihan when he went out for business.

"You came to live here?"

Fu Sihan said, "What else?"

Wanwan hesitated. "You... Can't you handle the work?"

When Fu Sihan followed her to live in the manor previously, he could understand. After all, it was not far from the company and he could come to the company every day.

However, it was completely different when he came to Tai City!

Currently, the RK Group didn't set up a branch company in Tai City.

"Sure." Fu Sihan took a towel and rubbed his hair a few times. He threw the towel into the washing basket and waited for the hotel staff to bring him to wash tomorrow.

"No, Director Fu, you are the president. Is it really good for you to be so unprofessional all day long?" Wanwan remembered that she still had half a month of work. "When I go to Europe, you will not follow me, right?"

Fu Sihan nodded. Of course he would go to Europe.

And he said matter-of-factly, "Didn't I say that being a boss is to make it convenient for me to not do proper work?"

... "" Okay, Wanwan remembered.

They seemed to have discussed this topic before. Director Fu had said that he was the boss. When he did not want to do work, Chiang Yan would naturally lead a bunch of his assistants to do it.

Thinking about it this way, Yin Cai, who did not graduate from a world-class elite school and did not have the qualifications to get involved in RK Group's work, could only be a special assistant in life, was actually not bad.

At least he did not need to be ruthlessly squeezed when the boss wanted to leave the stall and not work.

Wanwan had nothing to say to Fu Sihan. The other party was willful, but he was willful, had reason, and even felt that it made sense.

Wanwan wanted to say that you should give Special Assistant Jiang a raise in salary. Then, she remembered that Special Assistant Jiang's salary was already seven digits of the annual salary. This did not include the company shares that Special Assistant Jiang had received from Fu Sihan and the high dividends every year.

Fine, forget it. She could only sympathize with Special Assistant Jiang for a few seconds.

"Then I will go upstairs to take a look." Wanwan was used to going to a new place to first understand the layout of the entire room.

Fu Sihan nodded and watched Yan Wanwan go upstairs safely before he looked away.

When he was upgrading the suite, he specially picked a medium-sized staircase instead of a spiral staircase. He was worried that Yan Wanwan would accidentally slip or miss it.

He thought about it and sent a message to Yin Cai. He asked someone to come over tomorrow to lay down the waterproof stalls on the stairs so that he could feel more at ease.

"Ding Dong -"

"Dingdong."

Someone rang the doorbell.

Fu Sihan waited for two seconds, but Yan Wanwan did not come down. She probably did not hear the doorbell.

He casually pulled a bathrobe and draped it over his body.

He opened the door.

"Yan, I'm here to see you off... Li..."0

A foreign man stood at the door. He was the assistant the organizers had brought over from Europe. His smile froze when he saw Fu Sihan.

Why was it a man who opened the door?

And a handsome guy with messy clothes?

There were even beads of water on his pecs... Wasn't it too brazen to meet someone like this?

He looked at Fu Sihan suspiciously, then turned back to look at the room number. It was indeed this private suite!

"Yan Wanwan's luggage?" The foreign man, who looked extremely handsome, spoke in a London accent, which dispelled the foreign man's doubts.

"Uh, yes." The foreign brother nodded blankly. "But, you, who are you? Why is it in someone else's room?"

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