Chapter 1035 Tears Are Useful in Front of People Who Like You

After Sheng Mian hung up the phone, she saw Fu Yancheng standing at the scene, thoughtful.

She approached and asked doubtfully.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Yancheng shook his head, "Is your assistant okay?"

"Um."

*

Zhuang Wan looked at the rapidly retreating street lights outside the window, feeling a little embarrassed and trying to hold up her clothes.

The car stopped where she currently lives, which was the community previously assigned to artists by Sheng Mian.

The community has been renovated a long time ago, and several artists have moved in.

The security here is very good. The security guard at the gate remembers the name of each owner, so every time he goes in, he will be questioned repeatedly, and the visitor will be asked to leave his ID card and call the owner himself for verification before he can be released. Go in.

Zhuang Wan lowered the window and smiled at the security guard who was still on duty late at night.

"Please open the door."

The security guard knew her and opened the big iron door.

When she arrived at the place where Zhuang Wan lived, she looked at the man standing quietly beside her, wondering what he wanted to do after following her in.

She entered the password cautiously, and after entering, the man went to sit on the sofa by himself.

"To take a bath."

His tone was cold, and he didn't take another glance at this small home.

A woman like Zhuang Wan is suitable to be a good wife and mother. Every part of the room is cleaned very clean. She personally selected all the decorations in the room. Many of them are out-of-print items found in the second-hand market. She spent a lot of thought on the decoration. Warm and beautiful.

But the man didn't look much. He just pulled off his tie and leaned back. He was not interested in other matters around her.

Zhuang Wan lowered his head and went in to take a shower. After washing, he came out wrapped in a bath towel.

He would never kiss her, either on the lips or on her neck.

*

Zhuang Wan's face turned pale in pain, and he didn't dare to make any sound because he didn't like to hear it.

He also didn't make any sound, except for a few sarcastic remarks about her from time to time.

Zhuang Wan had just been scared by the kidnapper tonight, so Zhuang Wan's psychological defense was not as high as usual, and now she burst into tears.

The man knew she was crying and his tone became colder.

"Tears are useful in front of people who like you. If you cry in front of me, I will only feel unhappy."

She quickly covered her mouth and bit her lip until it was bloody.

"Feel sorry."

He leaned down and smelled her fragrance with the tip of his nose. After all, he didn't say anything more.

Zhuang Wan didn't dare to look back at him until she heard the sound of the door closing in the room, and she knelt on the ground with weak legs.