Sunan was about to throw the woman out when the door was pushed open from the outside. Hong Yihuan was pushed to the ground with a cry of surprise.
The next second, a tall and slender figure stood at the door. His cold face looked colder under the light and shadow, and his eyes were deep and dark. He glanced at Su Nan and saw her standing there intact. His eyes relaxed for a moment, and then tightened.
Because he saw Hong Yihuan lying on the ground in a drunken mood, pulling Su Nan's skirt, while Zhang, who was behind him, rolled on the ground in pain.
The arrival of fuyechuan made Hong Yihuan sober up completely.
She hasn't moved out of the Fu family yet. Master Fu still has hope for her, but is waiting for the opportunity.
It was because she couldn't resist the pressure from Hong Ye and hongjingyan that President Zhang came out to find a way to get the contract back, so that the Hong family would continue to help her exert pressure on the Fu family.
She just wanted to give herself a way out.
But fuyechuan knew who was in her heart.
Hong Yihuan's drunkenness disappeared instantly, but the next second, she fainted with the strength of the wine, "help me, I can't drink any more..."
Su Nan was covered with a faint chill and pulled his clothes back from her hands disgustingly.
Fuyechuan quickly walked in, kicked it, and severely kicked it on Hong Yihuan's shoulder. She clenched her teeth in pain and pretended to faint.
Then, listening to his efforts to control his cold voice, he said to Su Nan:
"Didn't they touch you? What are they doing?"
Half appeasement, half inquiry.
Su Nan looked down lightly and raised her eyebrows.
"I have to drink. I don't want to drink. It is said that Miss Hong will soon become a member of your family. It's ridiculous to come out to accompany me for a contract."
She turned sideways and walked out directly, ignoring Hong Yihuan, who was stiff all over the ground.
She will not simply go there. Whether Fu YeChuan intervenes or not, Hong Yihuan successfully disgusted her. She will not let her go.
Fuyechuan looked at a man and a woman on the ground indifferently, and his eyes flashed a shadow.
He picked up the phone. "Have two cases of wine brought up."
Within three minutes, several bodyguards came up with two boxes of high-level foreign wine, "Mr. Fu..."
Fuyechuan is well dressed, but his words are extremely cold, which makes people feel angry.
"They like to drink, one box for each person. Don't waste it."
"Yes."
The bodyguard obeys orders and will not violate anything.
Fuyechuan looked at the broken wine glass beside president Zhang, and his eyes became colder.
These people are more or less aware of women's means. If Su Nan drinks that glass of wine today, he can guarantee that this man surnamed Zhang will not live until tomorrow.
Without expression, the bodyguard opened a bottle of wine, grabbed Hong Yihuan's hair, forced her to look up and poured wine into her mouth.
Finally, Hong Yihuan couldn't help it. She couldn't pretend.
She was sad, hoarse and trembling. For the first time, she saw the other side of fuyechuan, which would never face Su Nan.
"No... I didn't do anything. Mr. Fu, let me go. Mr. Fu won't promise when he knows..."
Pale yellow liquid flowed down the corner of her mouth. She coughed and cried.
Fuyechuan had no expression, and his eyes were cold.
What does it matter whether master Fu agrees or not?
Does this woman take herself too seriously?
Then he turned and left. No matter how sad the voice behind him was, he didn't even stop.