Fu Shiyan teased her: "I won't take you home if you're drunk this time."
Wen Yuan blushed and just laughed.
Still drunk, the driver carried her to the car. Wen Yuan lay half on the seat, resting her arms on her head and looked up at Fu Shiyan sitting next to her, muttering: "Brother Fu, I miss you so much..."
Fu Shiyan sat in the back seat, his wrists tangled in her hair and said nothing.
Wen Yuan spoke in a low voice: "When I first came out, I had no funds and no connections. Once I took a long car ride to go to a deep mountain forest in Southern California. The CEO of an investor was vacationing in his private villa.
, it was already dark when we arrived, but there was no way, my team needed money the next day, so I had no choice but to go in alone with a flashlight."
Now that I think about it, that mountain should be more than a hundred stories high. Late at night, there were no street lights. She was walking alone in the night wind. Mosquitoes were biting her exposed skin densely. She had to be careful when she stepped.
, I fell to the height of two floors, sliding down quickly, and finally my back was scratched by a big rock, which caused blood dripping and heartbreaking pain, leaving a deep scar.
The higher she went, the more cautious she walked, because if she fell again, she would be shattered to pieces. When she was almost there, the sky turned white, and she looked down and saw the height of the bottom of the mountain. Under the high psychological pressure, her legs were so weak that she could no longer walk.
Fu Shiyan was lighting a cigarette. Hearing this, his arms paused and he held the lighter between his fingertips, but he didn't light it.
She did more than one of these things alone. If she hadn't been cautious and cautious, Wen Yuan Dashu wouldn't be here now.
"Oh, and also, when I first started working as an investigator, I went to those companies every day to get off work from noon until they got off work late at night. For a month, I found nothing."
"Every night late at night, I have to walk back to my residence through a mixed alley. There are many people living in that alley. They are all idle gangsters with cigarettes in their mouths. Foreigners are much better built than us.
"Strong, maybe I showed up too frequently and attracted their attention. One day when I was carrying my computer home, they blocked me."
The cigarette was lit, and he took a deep breath. The smoke he exhaled floated in front of his eyes, making it difficult to see the man's expression clearly.
The American had a strong build and terrible tattoos on his body. He directly pulled Wen Yuan over and pressed her to the ground. He smelled of alcohol and reached out to pull her clothes fiercely. It was really desperate at that time. The overwhelming darkness gave people a sense of despair.
It feels like I will die in the next second and my whole life will be over.
Wen Yuan said this with a smile, and suddenly leaned forward to Fu Shiyan, with a smile as bright as a flower: "Brother Fu, do you know what happened next?"
Fu Shiyan didn't look at her.
Wen Yuan picked up the cigarette case he threw on the ground and opened it. The black cigarettes were neatly arranged, thin and long. She took out one, and then took out the lighter from his hand. It was silver-gray, and he always liked to use it.
's brand.
He didn't give it to her at first, but later she exerted some force, and her nails might have hurt him, so he let go.
Wen Yuan put the cigarette holder in her mouth and held the fire up. She took a strong puff and frowned. The taste was more choking than any cigarette she had ever smoked. It made her eyes well up with tears, but she did not cough.
Fu Shiyan stubbed out his cigarette on the ground, and he immediately dug a black hole into the fine carpet, destroying the entire carpet.