There is also Shen Boyuan. Although everyone's family backgrounds are almost the same, he can humiliate himself like this just because he is not the destined successor of the Fu Group.

Fu Xunwen suppressed extreme unwillingness and anger in his heart. Such anger made his soul tremble and roar, as if a beast that wanted to eat people was roaring crazily in a cage, eager to break out of the confinement of the cage.

"Brother Yanwen, are you okay?"

The doctor's clear voice filled with worry reached Fu Xunwen's ears.

Fu Xunwen raised his head blankly and looked in the direction of the sound.

But he saw Shen Zhiqing, who had taken off yesterday's gorgeous clothes, and was wearing home clothes, revealing a white neck and slender legs with graceful arcs.

She has curved black eyebrows, narrow eyes as charming and charming as a fox, a straight nose, and unpointed red lips.

Although she is not as beautiful as Shen Ling, she is still a beauty.

At this moment, the beauty in front of her frowned slightly, with undisguised worry and deep affection in her eyes.

"Qing'er..."

Fu Xunwen murmured somewhat confusedly.

Then he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Shen Zhiqing's face, but he felt his body soften. Before his outstretched fingers could touch the face in front of him, they slid down softly and hung by his side. His whole body He couldn't help but lean on Shen Zhiqing's body.

"Brother Yanwen... let me help you rest for a while."

Shen Zhiqing anxiously helped Fu Xunwen to her room. Her feelings for Fu Xunwen were not fake. Fu Xunwen was young, handsome, graceful, good at talking and pleasing people, and his future was limitless.

Shen Zhiqing felt that such an outstanding and handsome man was tailor-made for her.

Yesterday I heard that my father was going to send Shen Ling to Fu Xunwen's bed, and then break him up in public, leaving Shen Ling with no way to retreat.

Although she knew in her heart that this was the right thing to do and that it was the best choice at the moment, she still felt a little unhappy in her heart.

After all, in Shen Zhiqing's eyes, Fu Xunwen has long been his private property.

Just watching Fu Xunwen try his best to please Shen Ling every day made Shen Zhiqing feel as if she was soaked in a vinegar vat.

But Shen Zhiqing knew that Shen Ling was just a dying person and could not really do anything. He just had a status. There was nothing to be afraid of, so she felt a little relieved.

But this time it was different. This time she was asked to push the man she loved to the bed of Shen Ling, the thorn in her side.

This made Shen Zhiqing's heart feel as if it was soaked in coptis, astringent and bitter. But she had no choice but to make a secret note for Shen Ling in her heart.

Yesterday, when she broke into the bedroom on the grounds that she had soiled other ladies' clothes and brought them to change, she was fully prepared mentally.

But when she actually opened the bedroom door and found no one inside, she knew that the plan had failed, and she also knew that there must have been an accident that they did not expect.

But Shen Zhiqing's heart couldn't help but overflow with sweet joy. She didn't know how to describe her mood.

So when she told Shen Boyuan that the plan had failed, she even secretly rejoiced.

At this moment, seeing the person she longed for fall softly on top of her, a feeling of pity surged throughout her body.

She hurriedly helped the man into her bed, looking distressedly at the face that used to be handsome and energetic, but now looked haggard and embarrassed.

Fu Xuwen, on the other hand, was paralyzed on Shen Zhiqing's bed, staring at the ceiling with dull eyes, his mind was racing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Shen Zhiqing looked at the man in front of her who had never been so tired before, and hurriedly went out to pour a glass of water, and then handed it to Fu Xunwen's mouth.

"Brother Xunwen, drink some water, you've worked too hard."

Shen Zhiqing gently held Fu Xunwen's neck and put the water glass to Fu Xunwen's lips.

Looking at the beautiful face so close in front of him, full of worry, Fu Xunwen's corner of his eyes could even see the curves that Shen Zhiqing's thin home clothes couldn't hide.

For a time, the anger of being betrayed by Fu Shengyan and Shen Ling, the humiliation of being taught a lesson by Shen Boyuan, and the shadow caused by Shen Zhiqing's neglect of him some time ago, many grievances and unwillingness came to his heart.

The woman in front of him was worried about him at this moment. She belonged to him completely. There was no Fu Shengyan, no cold eyebrows, and no deep humiliation.

What's more, she is Shen Boyuan's daughter, the daughter of Shen Boyuan who made him lose face.

Fu Xunwen felt an inexplicable rush of blood rushing to his head, which made him feel a little dazed.

So he stretched out his hand, took Shen Zhiqing to the bed, and lay beside him.

"Brother Yanwen..."

The water glass in Shen Zhiqing's hand silently fell onto the carpet beside the bed, leaving a large water stain.

Shen Zhiqing murmured his name with some discomfort, as if she couldn't understand his sudden movement.

Listening to Shen Zhiqing's soft voice fell on her ears like a cat scratching her.

Fu Xunwen immediately stepped forward, buried his head deeply in Shen Zhiqing's white neck, took a deep breath,

"Qing'er, give it to me."

Then he started to untie Shen Zhiqing's clothes.

"ah!"

Shen Zhiqing exclaimed in low voice. She had always been very good at playing hard to get. Although she had given Fu Xunwen a lot of favors, she had never allowed Fu Xunwen to cross the threshold.

Because she deeply knows the bad nature of men - what is not available is the best, and what is too easy to get will not be cherished.

Subconsciously, Shen Zhiqing wanted to push away this wantonly man.

But when her eyes touched the confusion and panic in Fu Xunwen's eyes, the joy of regaining it when she opened the door yesterday and saw no one in the house seemed to suddenly flood into her heart again.

She felt so distressed and deeply attached to the man in front of her.

Then, Shen Zhiqing's raised hand quietly lowered it.

"Brother Yanwen, be gentler."

Shen Zhiqing heard her shy voice say this.

Fu Xunwen, who had been recognized by Shen Zhiqing, seemed to have gained tremendous motivation.

He tore off Shen Zhiqing's thin clothes more casually, revealing large areas of her fair skin.

Shen Zhiqing catered to him gently, her melodious humming was like a soft nocturne playing softly.

"Mr. Shen, Fu Xunwen, Fu Xunwen..."

Shen Boyuan's men looked at Shen Boyuan who was sitting at the desk and sulking with some fear. There was a low pressure in the study room, and Shen Boyuan's anger just now seemed to be still vivid in his mind.

"If you have something to say, tell me what it looks like to be hesitating."

Shen Boyuan said impatiently.

"Fu Xunwen has been in Miss Zhiqing's house for some time."

The meaning in a short sentence is self-evident.

After the man finished speaking, he lowered his head and did not dare to look at Shen Boyuan's expression.

"Nonsense!"

Shen Boyuan's hand once again struck the desk that had experienced countless abuses.

The man lowered his eyebrows and suppressed his breath and did not dare to speak, for fear that he would become Shen Boyuan's punching bag.

"That's all. Since Zhiqing is willing, let them go. Help them guard the door and don't let others see it."

Shen Boyuan waved his hand and motioned for him to get down quickly.

"yes."

The reporter breathed a sigh of relief and backed out.

The treacherous Shen Boyuan was well versed in the art of employing people. He knew that he had suppressed Fu Yuwen too much today, and he was originally thinking of other ways to make up for it in order to avoid backlash.

Now Shen Zhiqing's approach can be regarded as solving his troubles, although it is a bit ridiculous to do such a thing in the clear sky of the Shen family.
Chapter completed!