Fu Sichen interlocked his fingers with Jiang Mian’s hand, "Next ti, just find soone to handle such matters. It’s not worth hurting your own hands."
Jiang Mian t Fu Sichen’s calm gaze, her eyes brimming with emotion.
"Xiao Chen, no matter what, you shouldn’t hit people like that. Xiao Xi is a guest. This way of treating guests might damage your reputation."
Reputation?
Near the rockery, Fu Sichen’s voice was chillingly harsh, "Does the Fu Family still have a reputation? You’re not even qualified to talk about reputation."
Before the Fu Family encountered that incident, its branches used to be quite close.
Ever since Fu Yin’s affair that drove Fu Sichen’s biological mother to her death, the Fu Family had fallen apart.
Had it not been for Fu Sichen’s grandfather, who had supported the Fu Group up till now, handing it over to Fu Sichen,
there might not have been a Fu Group anymore.
"Just know that taking down the Ye Family only requires a word."
Fu Sichen took Jiang Mian and left.
But the last sentence he dropped left Ye Zi shivering all over.
Fu Sichen.
He had beco more terrifying.
No wonder after returning to the country, people said that the current CEO of the Fu Group was ruthless and that the Fu Group had transford overnight, seemingly wanting to regain its position as the top group.
What a pity it was that soone who grew up orphaned and neglected.
Due to this debacle, the two of them went straight back to the Beijing Mansion.
Inside the bathroom, the semi-translucent frosted glass was covered with water droplets.
Jiang Mian imrsed herself, with the white fog all around, barely hiding her beautiful figure.
Everything Fu Sichen had experienced before...
She looked sowhat lancholic, "Ah..."
How co she felt a bit of heartache for this man?
Jiang Mian held her breath and subrged herself in the water, needing to clear her mind for a while.
"Jiang Mian!"
There was a knock at the door.
!!!!
Jiang Mian was startled, seeing the anxious Fu Sichen in front of her, then she looked down at herself.
Ah!
"Fu Sichen! Get out quickly, what are you doing barging in while I’m bathing?"
Seeing that Jiang Mian was energetic, Fu Sichen put her back, his voice lower, "I thought Mrs. Fu was upset by the afternoon’s words and was trying to end it all."
???
Am I that kind of person?
Impossible.
Jiang Mian’s face was flushed from the heat of the water, her voice soft and nasally, "That Ye what’s-his-na Xi isn’t worth worrying about. I didn’t even care."
She only regretted not hitting her harder today.
To actually curse such a beautiful and kind person to depression and death.
Truly a venomous heart.
Very wicked.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Mian exited the bathroom, steam billowing behind her.
Dressed in a silk slip dress, her semi-concealed figure was outlined, her slender hands still misty, exuding a lazy air.
She looked up at the man sitting on one side of the sofa, his bathrobe slightly open, showing perfectly aligned abs, clear and eye-catching.
Jiang Mian couldn’t help but swallow.
Not always in the office, how are his abs so well-maintained?
"Co here."
Fu Sichen closed the file in his hand and picked up a yellow spray bottle, "I’ll apply so dicine for you."
Jiang Mian hadn’t even thought a few seconds before the man gestured to her with his hand.
Was this using the Beauty Trap?
Jiang Mian walked over, and Fu Sichen held her wrist and looked down, a faint dark shade surfacing in his clear eyes.
"Fu Sichen, be gentle."
Fu Sichen paused in his movent, softened his tone, "Yeah, I’ll be gentle."
He opened the spray lid and sprayed it directly.
"Hiss—"
"It hurts!"
Truly swift, accurate, and ruthless, the pain was deep in Jiang Mian’s heart.
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