Knowing that Zhou Yuhuai was the son of Wen Sheng's stepmother, Fu Yanlin specially sent someone to investigate his identity.
After finding out the relationship between the two, Fu Yanlin realized how much grievance and pain Wen Sheng had suffered during the years they were separated.
However, he was unaware of all this and lived a life of intoxication in the United States.
Wen Tingshu's compensation was taken away by Lin Suifen, leaving only a token sum of 20,000 yuan.
At that time, Wen Sheng was only in her third year of college and had lost her only relative. Even her living expenses and study expenses were a problem.
But the man in front of her took the compensation from Wentingshu to study in the United States and start a business, regardless of her life or death.
The most hateful thing is that after Wen Sheng paid off her debts and started over, Zhou Yuhuai came back as a partner of Chang Jing and became her top boss.
Want to use such despicable means to cleanse yourself? It is simply an idiot's dream!
It's no wonder that Fu Yanlin has already had feelings of resistance from the first time he saw Zhou Yuhuai. On the surface, this returnee elite who seemed to have been gilded in the United States was just using Wen Sheng as a stepping stone.
If it hadn't been for him, Wen Sheng wouldn't have lived such a miserable life in those years.
Zhou Yuhuai's expression was gloomy, and his face was full of anger. "I didn't know what happened back then."
After the accident, Lin Suifen vowed to tell Zhou Yuhuai that half of the compensation had been reserved for Wen Sheng to support her in completing her studies.
How could he have thought that his biological mother was lying?
"Whether you know it or not, this matter has nothing to do with you. Who makes you the son of that woman?" Fu Yanlin said coldly.
Just like him, no matter whether he knew what happened back then or not, he could not get rid of the identity of Fu Yuhe's son.
Which of them is nobler than the other?
Zhou Yuhuai's dark eyes were heavy, and violent waves surged in his heart, "No matter what, I will not let you stay with Asheng, because you-"
"You want to say that because I am that person's son, I have to leave Asheng, right?" Fu Yanlin laughed at himself.
Zhou Yuhuai's face turned pale, and his dark eyes were filled with coldness, "It seems that Wen Sheng doesn't know about this yet."
Fu Yanlin took the initiative to reveal his own scars, "She will know, and I will tell her personally. I didn't know what happened back then. If you want to use this to threaten me to leave Asheng, I advise you to give up."
I will never let go of her hand in this life or the next!"
He tried his best to suppress the violent emotions in his heart. Even if the truth was discovered by Wen Sheng one day, he would pay with his life and he would never leave her.
It was not Fu Yanlin who caused the accident after hitting someone, nor was he the one who pushed the driver out to take the blame.
Why should he have to bear all this alone?
In a few days, Fu Yanlin would find the right time to confess the whole thing to Wen Sheng in person. He was fed up with being a victim of Fu Yuhe's mistakes, and he couldn't stand others taking advantage of this to threaten her to leave Wen Sheng.
Even if Wen Sheng hated Fu Yanlin, he would do everything possible to beg her for forgiveness and spend the rest of his life making amends.
Living in the unknown and suffering from the fear of losing at any time will only make Fu Yanlin more painful and depressed.
"Zhou Yuhuai, please remember this, Ah Sheng is mine, and I will never allow anyone to take her away!" Fu Yan's face turned red, and his eyes were dark and unclear.
Zhou Yuhuai did not expect Fu Yanlin to be so obsessed with Wen Sheng, and his expression became darker and colder. Unconsciously, his clenched fists and nails had sunk deep into his palms, but he did not feel any pain at all.
This man was more difficult to deal with than he thought.
Just at this time, Wen Sheng came back after walking around in a circle, "What are you talking about?"
"nothing."
"nothing."
The two said in unison.
Wen Sheng smiled and naturally sat down in the empty seat next to Fu Yanlin. She just made an excuse to leave for a while so that Fu Yanlin could move his seat.
This jealous person in her family just doesn't want her to get too close to other men.
"You have both studied in the United States, so you should have many topics in common." Wen Sheng had no idea what had just happened between the two of them, and was still trying to ease the relationship between them.
Fu Yanlin seemed to change his face. His originally tense expression softened the moment he saw Wen Sheng. He smiled at her and gently helped her tidy up the hair that was scattered around her ears, "I just talked to Mr. Zhou.
A few words about work, are you right, Mr. Zhou?"
Zhou Yuhuai's entire face was hidden in the darkness, and his expression could not be seen clearly. He responded lightly, "That's right."
For the next four hours, Fu Yanlin closed his eyes and meditated. Zhou Yuhuai immersed himself in reading documents. The atmosphere was rare and harmonious.
Wen Sheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and silently prayed in his heart that these two days would pass without incident.
Hongkong.
Fu Yan made a last-minute reservation at the hotel, which is only a five-minute walk from the reception venue. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can overlook the scenery of the entire Victoria Harbor, with skyscrapers and calm sponges reflecting each other.
At sunset and dusk, the sparkling sea water close at hand is like a beautiful oil painting.
Wen Sheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the scenery. The temperature here was almost 20 degrees. She only wore a thin bottoming shirt and black straight pants, which outlined her curvy figure.
Fu Yanlin put away his luggage, and when he looked up, he saw the beautiful silhouette that blended perfectly with the sunset. He silently took out his mobile phone, took a few photos of Wen Sheng's back, and then selected the one he was most satisfied with and set it as the background image of his mobile phone.
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After completing all this, he stepped forward with satisfaction.
"Do you like it?" Fu Yanlin gently hugged Wen Sheng's slender waist from behind, resting his chin on her hair, and the air was filled with her scent.
The clean floor-to-ceiling windows reflect the two people embracing each other, which is quiet and beautiful.
Wen Sheng smiled and nodded, "I like to watch the sea the most."
Although she is afraid of water, she has had an indescribable affection for the sea since she was a child.
When I was a child, I had a final exam to write a composition about scenery. Wen Sheng wrote 800 words about the sea eloquently, and was rated as a model composition in the grade. After reading Wen Tingshu, I found it a bit strange.
Because Wen Sheng had never seen the sea at that time. But the description of the sea in the words was as if he had experienced it personally and was immersed in it.
"As long as my wife likes it." Fu Yanlin lowered his head and kissed the back of Wen Sheng's ear, folded his arms, turned her around and pressed her gently against the floor-to-ceiling glass.
The sunset fell on Wen Sheng's body, as if coated with a layer of golden light. Her eyebrows, eyes and thin lips were all smiling, and the hazy beauty made this moment look like a dream.
Especially those watery deer eyes, which made Fu Yanlin's Adam's apple tighten and his heart surge.
"Mrs. Fu, if you look at me like this again, I'm worried that I won't be able to control myself." Fu Yanlin took a breath, familiar emotions rippling in his deep black eyes.
Wen Sheng pursed her lips, clenched her fist and lightly hit the man's chest, "Classmate Fu, I have to go to a cocktail party tonight, but I can't do that now."
She knew very well Fu Yanlin's physical strength and endurance. There would only be one hour left, and it would be unreasonable to be late.
"In my dictionary, there is no such thing as impossible." After Fu Yanlin finished speaking, he lowered his head and bit Wen Sheng's lips, gently and delicately.
"Fu——"
The soft and waxy sound was quickly drowned in Fu Yanlin's deep kiss. It must be said that his kissing skills were excellent, and she couldn't resist and fell into his arms softly.