an raised his eyes to look at her, but there was no anger in them, only disappointment.He thought that during this time together, at least Xu Qinghuan would have a little bit, just a tiny bit, of feel...Chapter 29 Fu Yan Shi Gets Drunk

Xu Qinghuan, in order to save time, simply put on a set of clothes over her pajamas and went out.

Since I was going to deliver it to Fu Yan at Dongyue Bay anyway, I might as well come back.

As soon as I got out of the car at Dinghong International, I saw Fu Yan Shi's black Maybach.

"Miss Xu, here are your car keys." The assistant rushed over as soon as he saw her.

Xu Qinghuan didn't smell alcohol on him, but as soon as she got in the car, the man sitting in the passenger seat reeked of it.

"Then you should take Mr. Fu back, and drive carefully!" The assistant stood by the road waving goodbye.

She was stunned. "Aren't you coming with me"

Who helped Fu Yan enter the banquet hall when they arrived

I still have something to do.

"...."

Xu Qinghuan was speechless too, so she could only get into the driver's seat herself.

He secretly glanced at Fu Yan when beside him. His suit and shirt were still impeccable, his deep and handsome face was set in a grim line, and his thin lips were tightly pursed. His whole body seemed to scream "Keep away".

Luckily, he was asleep with his eyes closed. I just thought he was sleeping.

The car drove all the way to Dongyue Bay. Xu Qinghuan opened the passenger door and softly called out, "President Fu"

No response.

She could only resignedly begin to move this nearly one-meter-nine-tall man, using all her might.

Finally managing to get Fu Yan to bed, Xu Qinghuan let out a long sigh of relief and was just about to leave when a pair of large hands landed on her waist!

With a slight push, she tumbled onto the bed with the man.

"Mr. Fu!"

Xu Qinghuan gasped, her whole body pressed beneath him. The hand that had been on his waist was no longer cooperative...

"Mr. Fu, you're drunk! I, I'll pour you a glass of water."

As she spoke, her mind drifted back to those sturdy arms. They were simply beyond her reach.

"Have you thought it over"

As soon as he spoke, Fu Yan's voice became hoarse.

"I didn't understand what President Fu meant." That's true. "If President Fu regrets getting the marriage certificate, we can go get a divorce, but my mother's medical expenses are temporarily..."

"Xu Qinghuan," he said, his brows furrowing above her head. "You have no conscience."

There was a hint of resentment in his voice as he said this.

Fu Yan was really drunk!

"I know you saved my mother from the fire and water back then. When it comes to breaking the contract, I should return the money to you immediately, but right now, I really don't have any!" She wished she could raise her finger and swear it.

After a long time, he sighed.

"I don't allow you to break the contract." Fu Yan shi got off her and lay beside her, "Turn off the lights and go to sleep."

But Mr. Fu—

If you don't want to sleep, just keep going until tomorrow.

Can it be done by tomorrow!

As soon as Xu Qinghuan thought about the night of their marriage registration, she immediately zipped her lips shut.

She managed to get away last night, but this morning she was woken up by a kiss!

Looking at Fu Yan's enlarged handsome face in front of her, Xu Qinghuan instinctively wanted to dodge, only to find that the clothes on her body were gone.

"Mr. Fu!"

He also doesn't care.

Until she was too exhausted to even utter "Mr. Fu" anymore, Fu Yan shi finally let go of her. He got up and went to take a shower.

Xu Qinghuan listened to the sound of water from the bathroom and felt that the drunk person last night didn't seem like Fu Yan, it should have been herself! How could she have ended up living in Dongyue Bay again in such a muddled way

"I had someone bring the clothes over." Fu Yan walked out in a bathrobe, glanced at the woman on the bed, "You have a day off today. Cancel your rented house and pack up all your things to bring here."y first, about what he should do and what he wants.After hanging up the phone, Fu Yan walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window of his hotel room, poured himself a glass of red wine, and took a sip.T...