Chapter 1 (1/2)

The luxurious presidential suite, inside and outside, with tight curtains.

Fu Zhiran turns on the light and goes to the bedroom door.

”Rong Yue, they still want it.”

The delicate voice of women in the room makes people think freely.

Fu Zhiran went to the door, raised his hand, stopped, then gritted his teeth and knocked on the closed door.

”Someone's coming. Go on in the evening, my dear.”

A nice man's voice came from the room.

Then, the door opened, and the man was wearing a bathrobe, and the whole woman was attached to his tall body.

After seeing Fu Zhiran, the man's narrow eyes immediately became indifferent, ”how? To catch the traitor? ”

There was a hint of mockery in the tone.

Fu Zhiran don't open eyes, light way: ”party is about to start, mother let me to urge you.”

Smell speech, allow more ignore her, turn round to continue to entangle with the woman beside, open mouth to bite the woman's red lips, swallow.

”Rong Yue, Xiao Ran is still there. You hate it.” When the woman wanted to meet her, she refused. She put her hands into the man's bathrobe.

Eyes secretly turned to Fu Zhiran, proud eyes, ”Xiaoran, is to let him stick to me, you see I can't push.”

She put one hand on the man's chest and gave him a false push.

Fu Zhiran sneered, ”Rong Shao is a normal woman who can't be satisfied. You are raised by my Fu family. You should be cannon fodder for me to satisfy him.”

Then she glanced coldly, ”you go on!”

Out of sight, she turned and walked towards the door without looking back.