Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily-Chapter 1403


1403 Wen Cheng’s heart was like dead ashes

It was a man’s arm. The skin on the arm was wheat-colored, and there was even a scar on the arm.

Wen Cheng was so shocked that her heart was beating wildly.

Why was she sleeping with a strange man? What was going on?

Wen Cheng’s heart couldn’t help but beat wildly. She let out a soft ” ah “.

He pushed the arm away and sat up abruptly.

The man, whose sleep had been disturbed, opened his eyes slowly and impatiently.

His pair of phoenix-like eyes swept coldly towards Wen Cheng.

“What are you shouting for? Take the money and quickly get lost!”

After he finished speaking, he sat up and grabbed his clothes. He took out a check from his pocket and wrote 500000 Yuan on it.

Then, he signed his name, tore off the check, and threw it at Wen Cheng without any mercy.

Wen Cheng’s body trembled slightly.

Only then did he realize that she was completely naked.

Her eyes were filled with fear. She pulled a blanket and wrapped it tightly around her body.

She didn’t even look at the check, nor did she look at the man.

Wrapped in the sheets, she got out of bed, grabbed her clothes, and went to the bathroom.

Closing the bathroom door, Wen Cheng’s heart was like dead ashes.

In his mind, there was a voice that kept reverberating.

Wen Cheng, your innocence has been ruined.

There’s no more chance between you and brother Jiang.

Wen Cheng was in so much pain that she wanted to die. She fell to the ground and buried her face in her knees. She began to cry in pain.

What to do? what should she do?

She and brother Jiang were completely finished.

Did she no longer have the right to like brother Jiang?

Her body was dirty, so she could no longer have any hope for brother Jiang?

As Wen Cheng thought of this, she felt a wave of despair in her heart.

Although she was crying, she did not dare to cry loudly.

The man outside did not look like someone to be trifled with.

If she provoked that man, she would not be able to escape unscathed.

Hence, Wen Cheng bit her lip and sobbed softly. Her voice was as weak as a cat’s.

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Fu Ling looked strangely at Wen Cheng who had rushed into the bathroom. This woman was really strange.

Didn’t he give her money? why was she hiding in the bathroom and crying?

Was she pretending to be innocent and deliberately playing hard to get?

Fu Ling couldn’t help but smile mockingly.

Women nowadays had so many tricks up their sleeves.

This woman must have thought that the five hundred thousand he had given her was too little, so she was trying to get more money from him.

Fu Ling’s eyes flashed with disgust.

If he had known that it would be so troublesome, he wouldn’t have asked his subordinates to find him any women to cool down.

Last night, if he hadn’t felt embarrassed and didn’t go to the hospital, he wouldn’t have found a woman and had a one-night stand.

Everyone said that the president’s son, Fu Ling, was a Playboy.

Little did he know that these rumors were almost all superficial.

Fu Ling rarely got involved with these women. He was drugged by someone last night at a social gathering, so he had no choice but to ask his subordinates to find a woman.

Fu Ling was a little annoyed and scratched his head.

He cursed in a low voice, pulled the quilt over himself, and ignored the man who was hiding in the bathroom and crying.

Unexpectedly, just as he laid down, his thigh suddenly touched a wet place.

Fu Ling frowned. He lifted the blanket and looked over.

However, he did not expect to see a bright red color.

Fu Ling’s pupils constricted. He quickly lifted the blanket and checked his body.