Evil husband is too dominant

It is said that Fu Yichen is a genius in the business world. He is famous for his swift and resolute action and ruthless means. Those who oppose him will come to no good end in the end. And he almost never smiled in public. He has a long-standing nickname, cold faced devil, in the mall.

Such a person is too unfathomable. She hoped that after she asked him for help this time, they would never meet again or have a good intersection. They were not people of the same world.

In this way, if he is interested in her body, she gives it to him. If he saves Zhou Qingyang's life, they will not owe each other. In the future, they don't have to be involved in human relations. It's also very good.

Su Mi comforted herself so much that she calmed down slowly.

"Miss Su, please feel free. I'll go out and arrange it." Song Zhe said to Su MI, turned and went out.

In the presidential suite, there are only Su MI and Fu Yichen taking a bath in the bathroom.

Su Mi took a deep breath, put her clothes beside her and looked around.

The Imperial Hotel is worthy of its name. The presidential suite is a low-key luxury with huge space. The room has a feeling that you can't see the edge at a glance. In the middle is a European Super King bed four or five meters wide, which is particularly eye-catching and ambiguous.

Thinking of coming today, she wanted to give herself to Fu Yichen. Looking at the big bed, Su Mi turned pale.

She patted her face to wake herself up and stop thinking.

"Clothes!"

At this time, Fu Yichen's low and powerful command voice suddenly came from the bathroom.

Su MI was stunned. Then she remembered that he had just entered the bathroom and didn't take a change of clothes.

Now I should be calling someone to take new clothes in, but there is no one else in the house except her.

Su Mi hurried to the bathroom door and said in a loud voice, "Mr. Fu, your help has just gone out."

There was a silence inside, and a voice said, "there are my clothes in the wardrobe. Get me an underwear."

"Oh, good!"

Su Mi instinctively answered, turned and walked to the wardrobe, but her steps stopped.

Wait, what did he ask her to take? Underwear?

Men's underwear, that's not

Su Mi rubbed her face, didn't let herself think much, and opened the wardrobe. Sure enough, the presidential suite was filled with men's clothes of various styles and materials. They were all new. The super big brand handmade high order. It seemed that they were all the same size.

This presidential suite should not be open to the public and is specially prepared for Fu Yichen.

Su Mi opens the drawer at the bottom. There are rows of neatly folded men's underwear in it.

There are also various fabrics, styles and patterns, at least more than a hundred.

Su Mi felt that she was really fighting with men's underwear today. When she thought that these were Fu Yichen's and didn't know whether he had worn them before, she was embarrassed to stare at them again. She turned her face and closed her eyes. She pinched one out.

"Here's your underwear, Mr. Fu," she said, standing by the bathroom door.

"Send it in!"

Send... In?

Su Mi raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead and pushed the door of the bathroom open. She didn't have the courage to go in. She handed her underwear in and said, "come and pick it up. My feet are dirty. Don't dirty the bathroom."

"Your excuse is really insincere." Fu Yichen's reply came from inside, but he didn't force her. When the footsteps came, someone took Su Mi's underwear.