1139: C1139 This Is too Ugly!

C1139 This Is too Ugly!

Two seconds later, Sheng Yan raised her head and looked at the man beside her in puzzlement.

Her eyes were confused and serious, as if she was trying to identify who this person was.

"Big brother, does Little Yan not know him?" Sheng Jiyang asked helplessly and consolingly.

Sheng Yan seriously sized up Sheng Jiyang for a few seconds,... "Big Brother?"

"Did you admit your mistake?" Sheng Jiyang deliberately teased her.

Sheng Yan decisively shook her head and threw herself into Sheng Jiyang's embrace, "It's Big Brother!"

Ansley stood by the side with a sickly expression. He looked like he was not very happy.

"Thank you, big brother." Fu Nanzhu hugged Guan Qingjiu and nodded at Fu Sihan to accept his good intentions.

Guan Qingjiu was the one with the worst alcohol tolerance among the three of them. She was so drunk that she could not wake up.

Guan Qingjiu and Fu Nanzhu were not boyfriend and girlfriend. Logically speaking, they should not have called Fu Nanzhu over.

"Be careful." Fu Sihan reminded Fu Nanzhu.

Although Fu Sihan called Fu Nanzhu over, Guan Qingjiu was Yan Wanwan's good sister. If Fu Nanzhu touched Guan Qingjiu, he would not be able to make a mistake.

Fu Nanzhu said, "I know."

He already had a daughter, so he took advantage of others when they were in danger. If he was anxious for success, the gains would not make up for the losses.

On the way back to First-class Garden, Yan Wanwan woke up in a daze. Her eyes looked around and looked into Fu Sihan's deep eyes.

"You... Why are you here?" The drunk person spoke very slowly.

Fu Sihan laughed and touched her plump lips with his thumb. He asked, "Who am I to you?"

"Ah... Han!" Yan Wanwan proudly answered loudly.

Her face was full of "I know him! I recognized him. "

This pure appearance made Fu Sihan laugh. Even his anger that was caused by her drinking had disappeared.

"It's not Han." Fu Sihan patiently guided her, "It's not that."

Yan Wanwan tilted her head and looked at Fu Sihan with a puzzled expression.

Fu Sihan guided her, "Who am I to you?"

"Han..." Yan Wanwan raised her hand and wanted to touch the man's face, but she drank too much and her hands did not have strength. She raised it halfway and fell down.

Fu Sihan caught her falling wrist and his palm slid down. He held her fingertip and pressed her mother's small hand against his cheek.

He was about to continue talking and wanted Yan Wanwan to call him "husband," but he heard the woman's milk breath. She muttered, "Han... My Han..."

Fu Sihan's heart skipped a beat.

"Yes, your Ah Han. I am yours, treasure."

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On the other side.

The Rolls-Royce sailed towards the Sheng Family's villa. This was a new house bought by Sheng Jiyang. It was called a villa. It's more like a small manor. There were only six families in the entire villa district, and each family had a small manor. It was not as big as Fu Sihan's Rank One Garden, but it was the best source of housing that could be found in a short period of time.

"Kacha!"

"Kacha!"

"Kacha, kacha!"

Inside the carriage, Ansley was sitting lazily. His right hand was holding his phone and pointing it at Sheng Yan, continuously taking pictures.

Sheng Jiyang sighed and protected Sheng Yan's face in his arms. He no longer allowed Ansley to take pictures.

"Ansley, sit properly."

Ansley curled his lips. "It's not like I will fall. You are protecting Sheng Yan."

"She is my younger sister. If I don't protect her, who will I protect?"

"Then I am younger than you. I can still be considered your younger brother. Why don't you protect me?" Ansley said righteously.

Sheng Jiyang pondered for a moment, "Younger brother?"

Ansley frowned and tilted his head as he thought about it. It seemed like something was wrong.

He didn't want to be Sheng Jiyang's younger brother.

The wine quality in the Nine Night Bar was not bad, but it was not enough for Sheng Yan to mix wine.

One morning, Sheng Yan woke up and felt a splitting headache.

There was a cup of honey water to drink on the bedside table. After Sheng Yan drank it, she felt dizzy as she went downstairs and thought about how she came back last night.

Ansley sat on the sofa. The empty seat beside him was filled with papers with a large thesis seal. At a glance, it was filled with chemical reaction equations and English.

It was not something that people could read.

When he heard the voice, Ansley looked up. He raised his chin in the direction of the dining hall and said, "Breakfast."

Sheng Yan looked around but did not see Sheng Jiyang. "Where's my brother?"

"He works."

Although Ansley's Mandarin was not bad, foreigners always used to speak it in the written language.

Sheng Yan looked at Ansley suspiciously. "My brother went to work. What about you?"

Ansley put the core journal that he had finished reading to the side and said matter-of-factly, "I am the boss. I am only responsible for collecting money."

Sheng Yan,... ""

Look at this person. He was so angry.

Uncle Ming came to urge Sheng Yan to eat. After Sheng Yan got drunk, her appetite was not good, so she drank a cup of soy milk.

"Little Young Master, Young Master told you to eat breakfast before he went out." Uncle Ming said to Ansley again.

Uncle Ming did not know how to address Ansley. It seemed that Young Master, who handed Cyril over, was too distant, so he simply called Little Young Master.

Ansley casually walked over. His face was full of impatience, but he still obediently sat down at the dining table and gulped down the milk in a few gulps.

"What kind of look is that?" Sheng Yan noticed that Ansley was frequently looking at her.0

Ansley acted as if he was serious and said, "Sheng Yan, you rarely drink when you are outside. It is really ugly to be drunk."

Sheng Yan, "?"

Ansley crossed his legs and took out his phone. He took out a few photos and showed them to Sheng Yan.

"!!!"

Sheng Yan was stunned. She was shocked by the drunk woman in the photos.

This... It was her?

Is this woman her?

Unbelievable, this was too f * cking ugly!

She had already used up all her makeup!

"That's right, this is you. Astonishment, right?" Ansley seemed to know what Sheng Yan was thinking and kept stabbing her in the chest. " On the way back, you even hugged her and cried. Your snot and tears flowed together - to be honest, don't drink outside in the future. It's an insult to your family's reputation. "

Sheng Yan's face only had four words written on it: outrageously ridiculous!

"I don't believe it. You lied to me." Sheng Yan struggled with her last breath.

Ansley put away his phone and sat down. "I have photos as proof. How can I lie to you? What good would it do me to lie to you?"

... "" You f * cking want to be happy? Don't you lie for the sake of being happy?

The longer Sheng Yan interacted with Ansley, the more Sheng Yan felt that the outside world's evaluation of Ansley was very false.

In the rumors, Ansley was a noble young master with outstanding talent. But in reality, this guy was a man who liked scientific research, like to eat, drink, and occasionally like to play pranks! He was already in his twenties, yet he still looked like an 18-year-old child!

"What am I crying for?" Sheng Yan took a deep breath and kept persuading herself to calm down. The person in front of her was her brother's friend and superior.

"I didn't hear it clearly, but I heard Mu Qichen." Ansley said, "Have you been completely dumped by him?"

Sheng Yan,... ""

Harder.

Her fist became hard.

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