He is like a delusional person

Chapter 73

Just as Fu Yanlin was about to step out of the elevator, Xu Rangchu appeared at the door of the elevator, wearing a white coat with a light blue shirt underneath. He raised the cigarette case in his hand towards him, "Let's chat for a while?"

Wasn't Xu Rangchu in Yanjing, and his return date has not yet been determined?

Fu Yanlin only took one look at him and understood that someone had asked him to be a lobbyist.

Fu Yanlin shook his head indifferently, "Something's wrong."

Xu Rangchu waited for him to come out, hooked his shoulder and walked forward, "Nothing is in a hurry for a cigarette."

Fu Yanlin's deep eyes glanced at Xu Rangchu's smile, "Who asked you to come?"

They are all smart people, who hasn’t looked at others yet?How could Xu Rangchu stay here and wait for him to come out?
Either Fu Yuhe or his mother Jiang Lingyi.

Xu Rangchu was calm, "Since you know that someone asked me to come, why don't you just help me complete the task? We are all brothers, let's help each other."

Fu Yanlin pushed his arm away in disgust, "Shut up, and you will still be my brother."

Xu Rangchu shrugged, "Whether you listen or not, I have to say this today."

At this time, the two of them had walked to the door of the hospital. After Xu Rangchu lit a cigarette, he threw the cigarette box to Fu Yanlin. After spitting out a puff of white smoke, Xu Rangchu looked at Fu Yanlin sideways and said, "A Yan, you and Wen Sheng are not suitable. .”

Fu Yanlin was so anxious that he held his cigarette holder sideways, the lighter flickering on his fingertips, and the fire suddenly appeared. After a moment, he asked Xu Rangchu, "Who do you think you are?"

Before Xu Rangchu's words came out, he was scolded by Fu Yanlin, "Does it have to be approved by all of you who I want to be friends with? If Wen Sheng and I are not suitable, who should I be suitable with? Your big-breasted and brainless sister Xu Jiaqi ? Or those wealthy daughters arranged by Fu Yuhe who only spend money and indulge in extravagance but pretend to be ladies and ladies all day long? "

"How many benefits did Fu Yuhe give you before you lick your face to teach me a lesson? Is Mingde going bankrupt?"

"Leave far away."

Xu Rangchu wasn't angry at all and said calmly, "Believe me, the matter between you and Wen Sheng won't work out, so there's no need to bother."

"Your family's ancestral tradition is not to practice medicine, but to tell fortunes?"

"Ayan, although many years have passed, there is something that you must still remember or have heard of."

Fu Yanlin didn't want to listen to Xu Rangchu's nonsense at all, so he turned around and left.

"When Wen Sheng's father had a car accident in Yanjing, you were in New York. On the night of the car accident-"

The next words made Fu Yanlin stop in his tracks.

He turned around in shock and looked at Xu Rangchu, listening in a daze.

He just felt that fate had once again played a big joke on him.

A collapsing joke.

Xu Rangchu patted his shoulder with a sad look on his face, "Ah Yan, long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain."
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While waiting for Fu Yanlin, Wen Sheng seemed relieved, but she couldn't stop at all. Unknowingly, she did all the cleaning at home, and the floor almost peeled off.

Wen Sheng felt that she was quite useless. In the past, no matter how big the case was, as long as she sat at the negotiation table, she could always talk with confidence.But when she thought about meeting Fu Yanlin, Wen Sheng became a little nervous.The cold palms were covered in cold sweat.

Fu Yanlin came near twelve o'clock.

The moment she opened the door, Wen Sheng fell into his deep eyes. Seeing his scarlet and deep eyes, Wen Sheng's heart trembled. After a long while, she said softly, "You're here... Come in and sit down."

We haven't seen each other for a few days, but it seems like a century has passed.

Fu Yanlin stayed in the hospital for several days. His stubble was not shaved, and his chin was green, which made him look a little unruly and haggard. The white casual style knitted sweater on his body was drooping on his body and lost its shape. It was easy for people to see him. Lost a lot of weight.

Wen Sheng suddenly understood: He was not having a good life these days.

She had never seen Fu Yanlin look like this. Before, whether he was in formal or casual clothes, he was neatly dressed and very eye-catching. It was completely different from the look in front of her.But just these decadent and desolate feelings made Wen Sheng feel inexplicably distressed.Wen Sheng met his gaze, saw him nodding, then turned around and said, "I'll get you a glass of water -"

The moment she turned around, she was suddenly hugged by Fu Yanlin from behind. The strength of his arms and body came quickly, and the strong muscles on his arms were inseparable from Wen Sheng.It was an indescribable sense of strong muscles and strength that belonged to men.

A strong smell of tobacco came, and Wen Sheng struggled uncomfortably, but Fu Yanlin quickly put his cold lips on her neck, first buried it deeply, and held Wen Sheng's delicate body tightly as if searching for energy. body, greedily breathing in her sweet scent.

Wen Sheng was touched by him, so he stood there, motionless, and only said briefly, "Fu Yanlin, do you want to go sit on the sofa? I think you are very tired."

Fu Yanlin said nothing, and his breathing gradually became heavier.

Wen Sheng turned her back to him and could not see the scarlet red and unwillingness in his eyes.

"Fu Yanlin——"

Wen Sheng tried to call him again.

The next second, Fu Yanlin suddenly let go of Wen Sheng, turned her body over, and looked at her.

In his scarlet eyes, Wen Sheng saw many intertwined and complex emotions.

Those few seconds were extremely slow. The two of them fell into each other's sight, enveloped in an indescribable atmosphere.

Suddenly, Fu Yanlin pressed Wen Sheng against the shoe cabinet at the door, grabbed her white chin and kissed her crazily.

Wen Sheng subconsciously stretched out his hand to resist, but where was Fu Yanlin's opponent?Fu Yanlin grabbed her little hand, clasped his fingers tightly and pressed her against the door-to-top shoe cabinet. His whole body was as stiff as steel, pressing Wen Sheng's delicate body tightly under him.

Deeply lingering between lips and teeth.

Wen Sheng soon lost her ability to breathe and was out of breath. Her face turned red, like a cooked shrimp. She begged for mercy while she was breathing, "Fu Yanlin... you, please be gentle, I can't breathe." coming."

Fu Yanlin has lost his mind, how can he care about this?

He bit Wen Sheng's lower lip hard, let go of Wen Sheng's palms with both hands, and stopped her waist, reaching under the hem of her clothes, trying to find those two long-lost softness.

Wen Sheng pressed down immediately. How could she not know what Fu Yanlin meant - his breathing was so rapid, his movements so fierce, and his eyes were as bright as a hungry wolf.

But if they want to speak now, they must speak clearly first.

Wen Sheng just wanted to say, Fu Yanlin, let’s talk first——

But Fu Yanlin spoke first, "What, my aunt is here?"

Wen Sheng shook his head, "No."

Hearing this, Fu Yanlin snorted, then stubbornly stretched out his hand. His legs suppressed Wen Sheng to prevent her from moving. When his rough fingertips traced her soft skin, he left waves of tremors.

Wen Sheng resisted his movements and felt something was wrong. He was not like this before.

Rude, crazy.

Fu Yanlin tried to forcefully kiss Wen Sheng. Wen Sheng turned her head away, and his kiss fell on her neck. Wen Sheng hated this harsh behavior and said coldly, "Stop!"

Probably because he felt that Wen Sheng was really angry, Fu Yanlin stopped, but with a sneer on his lips, "Since my aunt is not here, why don't you want to do it? Then why did you ask me to come to your house?"

Wen Sheng was surprised. She looked at the face that was full of haggard and unruly, and said hesitantly, "Fu Yanlin, what did you say?"

Fu Yanlin sneered, "You asked me to come in the middle of the night and you didn't do anything for me. Why should I come? Can I sit with you on the sofa in the living room and chat?"

Wen Sheng was astonished. Looking at Fu Yanlin, her whole body was cold, as if someone had poured a basin of ice water over her head, and she was trembling with cold.

(End of this chapter)