Chapter 491: Chapter 489: Fu Yunshen, I Hate You! Chapter 491: Chapter 489: Fu Yunshen, I Hate You! Fu Yunshen’s gaze was indifferent as he walked out of the private room expressionlessly.
As the door closed behind him, Wen Yuci felt like she had plunged into an ice cellar, her blood nearly freezing solid.
In her eyes, mist blurred into a sheet of water.
How had she ever fallen for such a cold-blooded, devilish man?
Without Fu Yunshen’s protection, the n in the private room all converged on her.
Each one seed eager to devour her to the bone.
Fearing soone else might snatch her away, Director Zheng’s fat hand tightly wrapped around her slender waist.
“Miss Wen, life is short in the spring night; just co with nicely!”
As Director Zheng spoke, his foul breath nearly made Wen Yuci vomit.
Her complexion was as pale as frost.
The others began to jeer, “Director Zheng, can you even handle it? How about sharing the wealth?”
“Get lost, get lost! This beauty is a gift from President Fu to ,” Director Zheng replied while constantly swallowing as he looked at the exquisitely beautiful woman in his arms. “Wait until I grow tired of her, then I might consider passing her to you.”
“Director Zheng, take it easy; you aren’t young anymore!”
Director Zheng touched Wen Yuci’s porcelain pale face, “They say, ‘To die under a peony is to be a romantic even in death!'”
Wen Yuci bit her lip and didn’t say a word.
It was at this mont she clearly recognized that she and Yunshen were worlds apart, as different as clouds and mud.
Just a word from him could make her live or die!
Although she had been forced to sign an agreent, most of the ti, he had been quite good to her.
He would bring her gifts when he returned from business trips and would call her even when he was busy at work.
Except for this last trip to Africa, they hadn’t been in contact for over a month.
She had thought that he wouldn’t do anything more outrageous and even believed that he harbored a sliver of warmth toward her.
But she was wrong.
He had beco inscrutable; she hadn’t picked him up from the airport, failing to fulfill his expectations. He hadn’t considered her dilemma but instead pondered giving her an unforgettable lesson.
Director Zheng walked with Wen Yuci toward the exit of the private room, his gaze fixated on her, eyeing the shimring tears swirling in her eyes with impatience and marvel.
He had never seen a woman who was so beautiful even in tears.
As they left the room, Wen Yuci saw the man leaning against the wall, smoking.
The wafting bluish-white smoke obscured his features, making his phoenix eyes under the glasses seem profound and impenetrable.
Seeing her being escorted out by Director Zheng, he rely lifted his eyelids slightly, his expression indifferent as if he were looking at an object of no importance.
Wen Yuci stared blankly at the man not far off, as if she had never known him.
A bone-chilling cold surged within her.
Her vision blurred by tears, she felt the world spinning, dizziness and despair washed over her like a tidal wave of desolation.
Today, she had witnessed his coldness, cruelty, and heartlessness!
Wen Yuci’s nostrils flared as her emotions tensed to the breaking point, “Fu Yunshen, I hate you!”
The man’s thin lips parted slightly, exhaling a puff of smoke slowly; hearing her words, he laughed softly.
A faint sneer appeared on his handso face.
It was as if he were mocking her, her hatred, in his eyes, worthless.
Wen Yuci was forcefully taken by Director Zheng to a room upstairs at the Imperial Palace Club.
Wen Yuci didn’t struggle anymore, nor did she resist.
Because she was drained of strength and couldn’t break free at all.
Seeing her ashen-faced, Director Zheng chuckled, “Beauty Wen, rest assured, I will treat you well from now on.”
“Though I am not as young as President Fu, nor as handso, I can give you my wholehearted devotion.”
Wen Yuci remained silent from beginning to end.
Once inside the room, Director Zheng couldn’t wait any longer. He swept Wen Yuci off her feet and placed her on the bed.
Wen Yuci closed her eyes, and the only sound she could hear was the unbuckling of a belt. A buzzing noise filled her ears as if she couldn’t hear anything at all.
In her mind, the man’s indifferent face and cold expression erged.
A suffocating pain spread across her chest.
She would rather have never t that man in her lifeti, than to see each other reach this point today!
Director Zheng was about to lean in to kiss the woman on the bed when he suddenly saw a trickle of fresh blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.
Realizing sothing, Director Zheng’s eyes widened abruptly.
Wen Yuci had bitten her tongue. It was incredibly painful, but her face showed no expression.
Her mind raced through a flurry of mories, the lush days of her first hand-hold with Fu Yunshen, their first kiss, the first ti they crossed the line.
Back then, she had thought they would happily spend a lifeti together.
But who could have foreseen what would happen next?
Tis changed, and so did they.
He no longer sheltered her from the wind and rain; towards her, there was only hatred.
Wen Yuci felt so tired, especially after being trampled by him like this, she experienced a pain worse than death.
Perhaps, death would be a release for her!
No more humiliation, no more threats, no more harm!
She could also et her child, who was separated from her by life and death right from birth!
Her head grew heavier, her consciousness more blurred, and soon, she was engulfed in darkness.
…
After Director Zheng took Wen Yuci away, Fu Yunshen leaned against the wall, smoking relentlessly.
One cigarette followed another.
A haze shrouded his chest, and in his phoenix eyes under the glasses, malevolence brewed.
She was disobedient, and he needed to teach her a profound lesson.
What kind of woman did he not have by his side now?
Just by lifting his finger, there were plenty of won who were more obedient, beautiful, and gentle than her.
Why should he let her dictate his emotions?
How she treated him back then, did he really need to experience it all over again?
He understood all the reasons, yet when he closed his eyes, all he could see was the scene of her looking at him through blurred tears.
In those clear, lovely eyes brimming with a film of moisture, she seed to have so much to say but stopped herself, stirring compassion.
Deep in Fu Yunshen’s heart, it felt as if he was stabbed by so sharp instrunt. He wanted to ignore that pain, but he couldn’t.
After an unknown amount of ti, he extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand.
He walked up the stairs with his long legs.
With a ‘bang,’ he kicked the door open.
Just as Director Zheng was about to pull the door open, the doorfra slamd into his head, making him dizzy.
Fu Yunshen saw Director Zheng unbuckling his belt, and his phoenix eyes instantly blazed red.
He grabbed the collar of Director Zheng’s shirt with both hands and punched him hard in the face.
Director Zheng was hit so hard that he fell to the ground.
Several of his teeth were loosened.
Just as Fu Yunshen was about to strike another punch, Director Zheng, shivering, said, “President Fu, I—I haven’t touched Miss Wen.”
Director Zheng felt extrely aggrieved.
He hadn’t done anything yet. One bit her tongue, and now another was beating him.
If he really had done sothing, wouldn’t President Fu have beaten him to death?
Director Zheng really couldn’t understand these two. They clearly didn’t want to, so why did they make him the scapegoat?
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