early morning.

Fu Yechuan woke up, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't lift his head.

Last night, it was rare that he was drunk, obviously he didn't drink much, but the drunkenness was menacing.

It's really shocking that even his amount of alcohol is unstoppable.

Just the next second, a wheat-skinned arm climbed up and pulled his arm, a tired and hoarse voice with a bit of coquettish anger afterwards:

"Ye Chuan, why don't you sleep for a while?"

Fu Yechuan's expression changed instantly.

He stared indifferently to the side.

The woman was lying there in messy clothes, her eyes were closed, and the makeup on her side face still looked like someone in his heart.

But he knew that he was sober now, this is not Su Nan, this is the arms dealer, An Qi.

She looks like now, needless to say, Fu Yechuan also knows what happened.

Without the slightest kindness or hesitation, he stretched out his hand, pinched his slender fingers around her neck, his voice hoarse to a terrifying level, as if rubbed by sandpaper.

"Your trap, isn't it?"

His hands were getting tighter and tighter, and a dangerous thought really flashed through his mind.

kill her.

No one can count on him.

Now, I can explain why I felt dizzy after drinking a little wine last night, it was her!

An Qi woke up in an instant. She struggled ineffectively with her hands, trying to break free from his hand, but couldn't.

Her face slowly turned blue and purple, and it was difficult to even breathe. It lasted for a long time, and it felt like she was really going to die.

But suddenly there was a continuous knock at the door——

Fu Yechuan was stunned, she turned her head sharply, broke free, and started breathing heavily.

But for dozens of seconds, An Qi seemed to have walked through hell.

If it was Su Nan, would he still be willing?

Fu Yechuan's eyes swept over her face gloomily, and the darkness on her face was enough to make people terrified to the extreme.

"Angie, you have to pay the price."

Even though An Qi's body was bruised and mottled, and his clothes were messy, his eyes were so indifferent that there was no trace of warmth.

He doesn't care.

There were tears in An Qi's eyes, and her physical reaction made her look less powerful than a man.

She was panting, but smiled, and smiled successfully. In Fu Yechuan's eyes, it was particularly dazzling:

"There is no man I can't get, Fu Yechuan, and you are no exception."

"You think I'll compromise?"

"Isn't it? Ye Chuan, your father's health is getting worse and worse. The conditions in my place are not as comfortable and free as your villa, and the medical conditions are limited..."

Fu Yechuan's eyes were cold and dark, like the calm sea before the storm, terrifying to the point of panic.

The knock on the door continued for a long time.

Fu Yechuan stood up calmly and arranged his clothes to a meticulous level.

He didn't rush to open the door.

On the contrary, the woman who approached the bed, with an infinite dark chill in her eyes, grabbed her hair and tore it back, mercilessly:

"Who do you think you are threatening? If he loses a finger, you don't want to go out alive."

It was almost gnashing of teeth, with a strong coldness that could not be dissipated.

An Qi was speechless, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes, but it was fleeting.

She has seen Fu Yechuan who is powerless, and Fu Yechuan who is calling for wind and rain.

But she had never seen the man in front of her.

In addition to the fear, she became a little more interested.

She had a provocative smile on her lips: "If I die, I will die with you."