Mr. Fu's time-limited fiancée

Chapter 346 She Can't Just Throw in Defeat
Lin Weiwei froze, then turned to look at the spiral staircase behind her.

The afternoon sun fell into the empty villa, and the crystal chandelier above the head shone brightly.

The dots of light were reflected in the eyes of the woman holding the stairs, and there was a hint of air-conditioning.

Lin Weiwei looked at the woman with hostility in his eyes.

Why did this woman appear in Fu Zihao's house, and she looked so glamorous, at least it made Lin Weiwei, who was already a bit inferior, feel more crisis.

The sound of high heels echoed softly in the living room.

The woman walked down the stairs gracefully. Her facial features were exquisite, with a touch of exoticism, and her skin was a healthy wheat color with a sexy luster.

The temperament of this woman is wild and conquering.

It must be the type that men will salivate when they see it.

She was wearing a tight-fitting little black dress, and the simple to extreme tailoring showed her good figure enough.

Lin Weiwei stared at the woman's face, and suddenly felt that this face was very familiar, but she didn't know where she had seen it for a while.

Soon, the woman came to Lin Weiwei.

She gracefully sat down opposite her.

Then lit a cigarette.

The red lips were slightly parted, and an indifferent eye circle overflowed from between her lips.

Sexy but not dusty.

Lin Weiwei had to admit that this woman was the sexiest and most provocative smoking woman she had ever seen.

"who are you?"

Lin Weiwei sat up straight and tried her best to bend her body into a smooth and neat curve.

The woman opposite had cool eyes and casual movements.

A kind of natural sexiness is naturally revealed without too much deliberate expression.

In contrast to such a natural beauty, Lin Weiwei's pretentiousness looked like a clown.

But she herself still doesn't know it.

While Lin Weiwei was looking at the woman, the woman was also looking at Lin Weiwei.

After a long time, she put out the cigarette butt in her hand.

Leaning lazily on the sofa.

He smiled and said, "I don't know when Zihao's taste became so unbearable."

After hearing this, Lin Weiwei frowned like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you talking to me like that? Why did you show up at Zihao's house?"

When Lin Weiwei spoke, the veins on her forehead popped out, she didn't have the slightest demeanor of a lady, but her words and deeds were like a street shrew.

The woman opposite her was very calm.

He waved his hand: "Bring the things up."

The woman's voice is also naturally cold, like a piece of fine jade that has been sealed in the thousand-year-old ice.

People can only watch from a distance, not play with it.

Her voice fell.

Someone dressed as a servant came over with a bowl.

Then he stood respectfully by the side, waiting for the woman's next instruction.

"Please let the guests drink."

The woman's voice was flat, without the slightest ups and downs, but Lin Weiwei heard murderous intent in these words.

She stepped back subconsciously: "What are you going to do?"

Lin Weiwei's eyes fell on the bowl in the servant's hand, which contained a dark soup that exuded a strong smell of medicine.

It made her sick to smell it.

There was a nauseating feeling in his chest.

"Take this thing away."

Lin Weiwei pushed the servant, and the servant stood there motionless.

"What are you guys doing? I want to find Zihao, so get out of the way."

Lin Weiwei had already sensed the danger sensitively. She couldn't stay here any longer. Lin Weiwei stood up and walked out involuntarily.

The woman sat on the chair calmly, picked up a glass of water with her slender fingers, and blew gently on her lips.

Someone immediately stepped forward to stop Lin Weiwei.

Lin Weiwei looked at the person who stopped her in horror, and protected herself.

"What are you going to do? Get out of the way, do you hear me? If you dare to hurt me, aren't you afraid that Zi Hao will kill you? Go away, don't touch me, go away."

Lin Weiwei lost control of her emotions.

The voice was hysterical, a little shrill.

Now, her biggest trump card is the child in her womb. She can't let anyone hurt the child in her womb, not anyone.

When the woman's eyes flicked across Lin Weiwei's stomach, a cold light flashed across her.

She raised her hand and said, "Don't scare my distinguished guest, please ask Miss Lin to sit down."

Although the woman's tone was polite, there was a hint of coldness in the expression on her face.

The person who stopped Lin Weiwei listened, and unceremoniously pressed Lin Weiwei's hand backhand, and forced her back onto the sofa.

The woman nodded slightly.

The old lady with the bowl walked up to Lin Weiwei.

In a cold voice: "Miss Lin, please drink this bowl of medicine."

Lin Weiwei spit on the old lady: "Don't think that I don't know what kind of medicine it is, you just want to kill the child in my stomach, don't you, you vixen, I tell you, I will never let you succeed Now Fu Zihao's favorite person is me, you don't want to compete with me for Mrs. Fu's position, let me tell you, you won't get what you want. "

Lin Weiwei's eyes were vicious.

When looking at a woman, it's like eating her.

In Lin Weiwei's heart, she had already classified this woman as her own.

He must also want to fight for the position of Mrs. Fu's family.

Humph.

Now she has a bargaining chip in her stomach, how can these wild women compare.

Anyway, she, Lin Weiwei, was not one of those messy women.

She is also a famous lady from a serious and wealthy family.

Look at the woman in front of you again.

She looks like a demon, and I don't know what kind of dishonest woman she is.

I also want to compare with her.

Go dream.

The woman seemed to be amused by Lin Weiwei's words.

"Fu Zihao's man, is it worth so many of you to snatch it even if you are shameless?"

She lit another cigarette, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

"But yes, you are either for money or for power. Even if it is a pig, you will scramble to sleep on it."

Lin Weiwei took a sip.

"You think you are a good thing, and you are not the same. Don't think that you are the hostess here in Zihao's house. Let me tell you, when Zihao comes back, I will definitely let you get out of here."

The woman takes a drag on a cigarette.

Spit it out slowly.

Then he said lightly: "Unfortunately, Fu Zihao can't come back today. He went abroad on a business trip, didn't he tell you?"

"What are you talking about, didn't he ask me to come over?"

After Lin Weiwei finished speaking, she looked at the woman's expression and instantly understood something.

It wasn't Fu Zihao who asked her out.

It must be this woman, she wanted to get rid of the child in her womb, so she set up such a game.

It's all her fault for being too careless.

"If you are like other women, just being his bed partner, you will have endless money. But you are so greedy that you covet Mrs. Fu's seat."

The woman gently raised her hand.

Two servants held Lin Weiwei's arms, one left and one right.

"Feed her to drink this bowl of medicine."

"How dare you, who are you? You have no right to do this, I tell you, you dare to touch my child. Zihao will definitely not let you go, get the hell out, stop, stop."

The woman stood up.

Looking down at Lin Weiwei's face.

With a trace of compassion.

"Have I not introduced myself yet?"

The woman smiled coldly: "It's okay, it's too late to know me now."

"I'm Xu Jiaying, Fu Zihao's wife."

Lin Weiwei opened her eyes wide in horror, looking at the graceful and lazy woman in front of her, her whole body exuded the sexiness revealed from the bottom of her bones.

"How is it possible, how is it possible."

Shouldn't Fu Zihao's wife be a yellow-faced woman? Why is his wife so beautiful?

Why does he have to find a woman outside when he has such a beautiful wife?

Impossible, impossible.

Lin Weiwei instantly felt like a clown, she shook her head desperately, refusing to accept this fact.

She didn't realize it until this moment.

I have unknowingly fallen in love with that devil-like man.

Lin Weiwei laughed out loud, feeling that all this was too funny.

Maybe she was laughing at herself.

The soup bowl was brought to her lips, and Lin Weiwei's mouth was opened by herself.

suddenly.

Lin Weiwei's expression changed.

She can't just throw in the towel.

No!

(End of this chapter)