“No need—”

Wen Sheng's head was still a little numb and her thinking was in a state of stagnation. But she pushed Fu Yanlin away, wrapped in the sheets and got out of the bed barefoot, smoked a cigarette from the cigarette box he threw on the coffee table, held it between her lips, and lit it several times before igniting it.

She tried to take a breath, but was choked and coughed.

Before getting out of bed, Fu Yan took the cigarette from her lips and put it in her mouth. His cold and grim face frowned, looked at her sideways with a rebellious look, and said in a lesson, "I don't learn well."

Wen Sheng frowned slightly and said to drive the guest away, "You can take a shower before leaving."

Fu Yanlin spit out a mouthful of smoke and lingered on Wen Sheng's blushing face, and asked jokingly, "Will you chase someone after you have fun?"

Wen Sheng looked at him without saying anything, his big eyes were dark and bright, but his eyes were covered with coldness.

Indeed, although he was rough just now, Wen Sheng could feel the other person's thoughts of taking care of her. At the critical moment, he still controlled himself, gentle and gentlemanly, and even grabbed her hand and kept kissing her forehead when he went in.

But Wen Sheng didn't want to continue.

Fu Yanlin's cold face gradually became three-dimensional in the dim light, and his deep eyes were like a reef surging, and anger surged inside, accompanied by three sneers.

After a while, he pinched the cigarette butt in the ashtray, picked up his pants and left, and stopped taking a shower.

Zhu Qingjia taught her that adult men and women knew the rules of the game: after the end, there was no entanglement, and it was refreshing.

Wen Sheng picked up the torn black nightgown on the ground and sighed, and one or two thousand yuan was torn apart.

Then he threw the rag into the trash can, locked the door and went to the bathroom to clean it.

Standing under the shower, letting the hot water wash away, Wen Sheng didn't come back to his senses for a while.

She could actually succeed with a strange man.

Although it was resistant in the process, the disgust and resistance were eaten and accommodated by the man's domineering and impulse.

After seeing a psychologist for a year and a half, the crux of the problem that he spent more than 100,000 yuan but was easily broken by a strange man. Wen Sheng thought it was ridiculous.

But Wen Sheng didn't think much about it and went to bed after taking a shower. He had to go to the company for due diligence tomorrow morning.

Before going to bed, Wen Sheng sent a WeChat message to Zhu Qingjia: Jia Jia, this is too painful.

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The next morning, Wen Sheng got up very early, and the soreness on his body was not relieved.

Before going to the company to pay due diligence, Wen Sheng went to the pharmacy next to the hotel to buy a box of ibuprofen and ate one with mineral water.

The company Wen Sheng is visiting this time is a well-known private enterprise in Qingzhou: Qingzhou Restaurant.

Qingzhou Restaurant stands tall with traditional Huaiyang pastries and several famous dishes, and is the best in the local area. If anyone treats a meal, he will definitely think of Qingzhou Restaurant first.

In recent years, the new consumer track has developed rapidly, and the market prospects of the pre-made vegetable industry are extremely great. Qingzhou Restaurant has built a factory and established a production line. It wants to participate in the pre-made vegetable industry by relying on the famous restaurant dishes and famous spots as the main products.

After arriving at the address of the company, Song Yuen, the young owner of the Qingzhou Restaurant, took Wen Sheng to visit the factory and production line, and took out reports and suppliers for the past two years to show Wen Sheng. He treated Wen Sheng as a financial supporter's father throughout the whole process, serving tea and water, for fear of not taking good care of him.

After the day of interview, Song Yuen made a reservation for a restaurant to have a meal, and then talked about financing needs during the meal.

As soon as I sat down at the private room, Zhu Qingjia's phone call came.

Wen Sheng bowed and said sorry, and walked out of the private room and went to the terrace at the end of the corridor to answer the phone.

Zhu Qingjia asked her to honestly explain what the message sent in the middle of the night meant, where did it hurt? Why did it hurt? She chased after her, "Sister Sheng, did the clothes I prepared for you come in handy last night?"

Wen Sheng and Zhu Qingjia are childhood friends, so they are so good at wearing the same pair of pants. There is no secret between them, so they naturally explain everything.

Zhu Qingjia immediately bombarded the 18th company and asked, "Is that man handsome?"

Wen Sheng remembered that face and said, "It's okay."

"How is his skill?" Zhu Qingjia's curiosity was ignited.

"Not bad..." Wen Sheng couldn't help but frown.

The man was so cruel last night. She still felt pain in her heart. Fortunately, she sat in the office all day, otherwise she would not be able to walk.

She sighed, "Jia Jia, I felt very uncomfortable in the whole process, and the experience was really... bad."

Hearing this, the man standing in the corner smoking trembled his hands.
Chapter completed!