After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

With her chin raised high and eyes contemptuous, Milani said to Shen Yanhe very stubbornly: "If Fu hadn't returned home, we would have been married long ago."

She curled her lips and said with a bit of contempt: "I don't know what Fu is interested in you. Is it because you are beautiful? But you are not as rich as me, your family background is not as good as mine, and your knowledge is not as good as mine. Any help, but he still picked you."

Melanie was unwilling.

She thinks that she is a princess of a country, and her status is more noble than Shen Yanhe, a commoner, but Fu Yanhe still married Shen Yanhe.

Shen Yanhe's expression became even lighter, and a little unhappiness emerged in her heart.

She raised her eyes slightly, and her tone was sharp: "In that case, Miss Farrell, let me ask you a few questions."

"Have you dated Fu before? Are you and Fu a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship? Have you ever seen your parents get engaged?"

Melanie was speechless by Shen Yanhe's sharp questions one after another, and the expression on her face was even more embarrassing.

She opened her mouth and said, "Even if I don't date Fu..."

Shen Yanhe's eyes were sarcastic, she glanced lightly at her, and asked softly: "Since you haven't dated him, you are not boyfriend and girlfriend, nor are you engaged to him."

"He and I are also married normally, how can it be regarded as a third party intervening?"

"On the other hand, Miss Melanie." Shen Yanhe smiled: "Knowing that he already has a wife, but still pestering her and trying to step in as a third party is really eye-opening."

Nina couldn't see Milani being pissed off by Shen Yanhe so much, she raised her eyebrows and scolded, "Hey! Don't go too far!"

Before Nina finished speaking, a stern male voice suddenly came from behind Shen Yanhe: "Is this how Princess Haman treats guests?"

Shen Yanhe raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked back.

Fu Yanhe had come behind her at some point.

He was tall and straight, and when he stood behind Shen Yanhe, his shadow enveloped her petite body, showing a protective posture.

Fu Yanhe put his jade-like fingers on her shoulders, patted her comfortingly, and looked at Melanie coldly: "Princess Haman, what do you mean?"

Fu Yanhe has exquisite facial features and a handsome appearance. He is wearing a black formal suit, and his aura is even more mysterious with elegance and dignity.

His appearance of protecting his wife is even more fatally attractive.

As soon as he appeared, surprise flashed in the eyes of the women around Melanie.

Nina's cheeks flushed a little, and her heart was even more excited.

She had only heard Melanie say how good that man named Fu was, but she had never seen it with her own eyes.

Now that I saw this man, I realized that he really has the capital to make Milani miss him.

Melanie's face was a little uneasy, and she forced a smile: "Fu, you misunderstood, I just saw that Miss Shen was here by herself, and I was afraid that she would be bored, so I brought someone to accompany her to relieve boredom."

"Really? Miss Shen."

Shen Yanhe's eyes slightly curved: "It's quite boring."

She stretched out her hand, gently held Fu Yanhe's slender fingers, looked at Melanie and said, "It just so happens that you are here, so let me explain to this Miss Farrell that you two had a marriage contract before."

"She still thinks I'm a third party intervening between you, which makes me unhappy."

The expression on Melanie's face froze.

Shen Yanhe was smiling, but the hand holding Fu Yanhe's finger was secretly pinching hard.

It's not like she doesn't have a mouth and can swallow her anger.

Fu Yanhe felt the pain coming from his fingers, and a look of helplessness flashed across his eyes, and he said indifferently: "Miss Farrell and I have never had a marriage contract, and my wife is not a third party."

"She is the woman I have been seeking with all my luck in this life, and who I want to spend the rest of my life with."

Nina and the others showed a bit of surprise on their faces. She looked at Melanie, who had an ugly face, and asked, "No engagement? But Melanie, didn't you say before that His Majesty the King made an engagement between you and Fu?" ?”

Before Melanie could speak, Fu Yanhe said indifferently: "King Haman did mention it, but I refused at that time. If you don't believe me, you can ask him."

He paused, and then said: "I have made it clear to Miss Farrell before that there is nothing between me and her."

"Melani, is what he said true?" Nina asked in astonishment.

In their eyes, Melanie's face seemed to have been slapped hard, causing burning pain.

Melanie clenched her hands down to her sides into fists, and the nails pierced into her palms. The pain caused her to barely maintain her sanity.

Her lips parted slightly, but in the end she could only be unwilling, and said in a very soft voice: "Yes."

After saying this word, Melanie showed a bit of embarrassment, unable to stay any longer, said sorry, and left in a hurry.

The woman next to her hurried to catch up. Nina glanced at Fu Yanhe reluctantly, then turned and followed.

"Melanie, wait for me."

"It's all explained clearly." Fu Yanhe looked down at Shen Yanhe, with a helpless smile in his eyes: "Can you stop being angry?"

Shen Yanhe snorted twice, and let go of his hand: "The performance is not bad, I barely let you go."

She looked at Fu Yanhe, still a little upset in her heart, she couldn't help stretching out her hand to pinch his cheek, and muttered in a low voice: "It's okay, why are you so good-looking, it attracts bees and butterflies."

Her voice was too low, Fu Yanhe couldn't hear her clearly, bent slightly, and asked suspiciously, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Shen Yanhe stood up: "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Fu Yanhe asked as he stood up straight.

Shen Yanhe waved his hand: "No, I'm not a child."

Shen Yanhe pulled a waiter, asked about the location of the toilet, and then walked towards the toilet.

at the same time.

Outside a luxuriously decorated room on the third floor, there were several soldiers holding wooden warehouses stationed there. Besides them, there were also several tall and strong men with immortal English words tattooed on their arms.

One of them was the blond man Shen Yanhe was familiar with.

Jin suddenly shook his body, patted his companion beside him and said, "I'll go down and put some water, you stay on guard first."

"Go, Mr. King."

Jin first went to the restroom at the end of the corridor on the third floor, which happened to be the public restroom on the third floor for maintenance.

He went to the second floor again. The public toilets on the second floor were closed today, so Jin could only go to the first floor.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw a woman walking by in front of him.

The woman was wearing a golden velvet cheongsam, with a delicate figure and exquisite curves. Her graceful appearance made him, a not very feminine person, take a second look.

The golden eyes were shining, and he whistled at her: "Hey, beauty."

The swaying pace of the cheongsam beauty stopped slowly, and she turned her head slightly to look at Jin.

His eyes slowly fell on the tattoo on his arm.

immortal.

They really do come.