He is like a delusional person

"Beware!"

Fu Yanlin didn't hesitate, and rushed forward to block Wen Sheng, holding her tightly in his arms.

Coffee spilled all over him.

The air seemed to have frozen, and the only sound left between the sky and the earth was the heavy breathing of the two people.

"Are you okay?" Fu Yanlin couldn't care less about his embarrassment and tightened his grip on Wen Sheng's arm, his face as pale as paper.

Wen Sheng shook his head, and it took him a while to react and check Fu Yanlin's hit back. After confirming again and again that it was just an ordinary cup of coffee, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm fine, how about you?" Wen Sheng probably read too much bad news. The moment the girl held the cup, what she was thinking about was corrosive liquids such as sulfuric acid.

Thankfully, not!
  "As long as you're okay -" After Fu Yanlin finished speaking, he slowly turned around, and his eyes intertwined with those of the instigator from a distance, which was so intense that it made people panic.

Probably frightened by Fu Yanlin's gloomy expression, the girl said guiltily, "Wrong person," and then turned around and left.

Huh, mistaken person?
  Fu Yanlin just saw this girl at the entrance of the office building, looking around furtively for a long time.

She probably didn't expect that someone would come to pick up Wen Sheng and help block the bottle.

At this time, Xue Zhao had already got out of the car and stepped forward to stop the girl. He was already tall, and when he stood under the street lamp and looked at her expressionlessly, he looked like a man who was wandering around in the world.

"Sir, I really recognized the wrong person!" The girl had never seen such a battle before, and she was so frightened that her face turned green.

A slight smile appeared on Fu Yanlin's lips, his eyes seemed to tear the woman in front of him into pieces, "Then tell me, who did you originally want to hit?"

The girl's shoulders shook, and she said tremblingly, "No, really not -"

Fu Yanlin's eyes were filled with evasive looks. He winked at Xue Zhao, who understood instantly.

"Since you don't want to talk about it here, then follow me to the police station and explain to the police slowly." Xue Zhao took out his mobile phone directly.

Probably frightened, the girl began to cry, "I said, I will say anything! Someone posted on the Internet that that woman persecuted underage girls and stole other people's fiancés. I just couldn't stand it and planned to teach her a lesson! That bottle It’s just ordinary coffee, and I just wanted to make her wet her clothes and feel uncomfortable, who would let her do such a disgusting thing.”

Having said this, Fu Yanlin's face turned so dark that he couldn't find words to describe it. He was about to curse when Wen Sheng stopped him.

Wen Sheng's dark and bright eyes were fixed on the girl in front of him, his gaze firm, "There are rumors on the Internet, I didn't do those things."

"The photos are all over the Internet, and you asked that girl out and threatened her! You also stole someone else's fiancé and tried to do both things for you!" The girl was still arguing, with no regrets on her expression.

I don’t know if it’s the sadness of the Internet age or the coldness of human nature. An adult was actually incited to do this to a stranger because of rumors on the Internet.

Wen Sheng was angry and disdainful, and more importantly, felt sad for this girl.

"Honey, don't waste words with this kind of person. It will lower our IQ. Send Xue Zhao directly to the police station." Fu Yanlin had a dark face the whole time and waved his hand to signal to his assistant to send him away.

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl turned pale with fright, "I - I knew I was wrong!"

A girl of eighteen or nineteen was just incited by rumors on the Internet. The real bad guys are the ones behind this public opinion.

Wen Sheng grabbed Fu Yanlin's clothes and shook his head gently, "Forget it, let her go."

Forget it?

This girl almost hurt Wen Sheng. I'm afraid Fu Yanlin doesn't have the stomach for this. But Mrs. Fu is kind-hearted and doesn't like blood, so just don't let her see dirty things.

"Apologise to her!" Fu Yanlin glanced sideways at the girl and said coldly.

The girl thought that Fu Yanlin was not going to pursue the case, so she felt relieved and quickly apologized, "Sister, I'm sorry - I know I was wrong!"

"Go home." Wen Sheng said with a cold face. Hearing this, Fu Yanlin took Wen Sheng's hand and left without saying a word.

He opened the passenger door and stuffed her in, fastened his seat belt, then turned around and waved to Xue Zhao.

"Won't Xue Zhao get in the car?" Wen Sheng looked at the rearview mirror of the car. Xue Zhao seemed to be arguing with the girl on the side of the road.

Fu Yanlin's face was even colder than this winter night, "Xue Zhao still has something to do, let's go first."

"it is good."

On the way back, the two of them had their own thoughts and didn't speak.

The night was dark and it started to snow again halfway through. Wen Sheng closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat, his mind filled with thoughts of the girl throwing coffee at him just now. No wonder Zhu Qingjia had repeatedly warned her not to return to the company. It seems that not only her mobile phone number, but also her work address was exposed.

After about ten minutes, the car stopped.

Wen Sheng opened his eyes and looked out the window and found that the two of them had arrived in a strange underground parking lot. Just as she was about to ask why, Fu Yanlin got out of the car and opened the door.

"Fu Yanlin, this is-"

"Song Yuen's hotel, don't worry, it's very safe." Fu Yanlin didn't explain too much, took Wen Sheng's hand and went straight to the elevator.

As soon as the elevator door closed, Wen Sheng was forcefully pulled into the man's arms and kissed like raindrops.

Fu Yanlin was anxious and crazy today, and the two fists on Wen Sheng's arms were frighteningly strong. She felt like her bones were about to be crushed. The kisses hit her like a storm, and soon she was out of breath.

The elevator door opened with a ding, and Fu Yanlin quickly left Wen Sheng's lips, picked her up by the waist and strode out.

There were no lights on in the huge room, and everything was pitch black.

Fu Yanlin put the woman in his arms on the sofa, his chest pressed against her body, rising and falling continuously. It turns out that when a person's anger reaches the extreme, he is really speechless.

He half-knelt in front of Wen Sheng and raised his hand to slowly caress her cheek.

"Honey, I'm sorry——"

"sorry!"

"I--"

Fu Yanlin opened his mouth slightly, as if something was stuck in his throat. He tried his best to protect Wen Sheng from other harm, but he did not expect that the biggest harm would come from himself.

Now he just wants to slap himself hard!

In the dimness, Wen Sheng couldn't see Fu Yanlin's expression clearly. But from the voice and tone, I guessed that he already knew everything.

"Do you know everything?" Wen Sheng put her hand on the back of Fu Yanlin's hand, dug it lightly with her nails, and then said, "I'm fine. Jiajia is already publicizing this matter. The heat will dissipate soon." .”

The more relaxed and generous Wen Sheng is, the more painful Fu Yanlin's heart will be. He had suffered a lot of injuries before and almost died in a foreign country, but he didn't feel scared.

But when he saw those disgusting insults, he was completely panicked and confused.

Fu Yanlin knows better than anyone how powerful cyber violence is.

Those people hurting Wen Sheng would be more fatal than stabbing Fu Yanlin directly. He now felt that his heart had been ripped away piece by piece from his body, his flesh and blood were all mangled, and he was extremely numb.

Song Yuen and Xue Zhao have joined forces to investigate the entire incident and believe that the culprit will be found out soon.

Fu Yanlin swore that those who hurt Wen Sheng would pay a heavy price!