After slacking off on the chaebol's son, she was caught and forced to kiss him and cry

Chapter 155 Let her be willful this time

Fu Shengzhuo lowered his head and stared at her, his eyes gentle and delicate, as if he was about to drown in water.

However, Li Yan knew that Fu Shengzhuo would not show such an expression to her. He just mistook her for the woman named Miaomiao.

Who is Miaomiao?

Is she that good?

Li Yan felt a dull pain in her heart, her almond-shaped eyes instantly misted over, her lips trembling slightly, as she asked again in a self-torturing manner: "Fu Shengzhuo, who is Miaomiao?"

"Miao Miao..." Fu Shengzhuo's blurred eyes gradually became dim and unclear. His long black eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said softly: "I love you the most, Miao Miao."

"I'm sorry." He used up all his strength and pressed down on Li Yan, his head nestled on her shoulder. He murmured softly, as if blaming himself, as if sobbing: "I'm sorry for saying so many unpleasant things to you."

"I went there that year. I went to look for you, really, but you didn't come. I waited for you for a whole day."

"It was raining that day, and I was thinking about whether I should send you an umbrella, but I was afraid that we would miss each other. I didn't have my phone with me, so I could only stand there and wait for you."

"I don't know why I was so angry at that time, so I never looked for you again. Later, when I regretted it, I realized that you were seriously ill..."

Drop by drop, hot tears fell on Li Yan's shoulder. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. She listened quietly to the man she loved, talking about his secret crush on someone else. "And then?"

"Then, I didn't have the courage to see you so sick. I couldn't even open my eyes. You were lying in the intensive care unit, tubes all over your body, so skinny, like you were going to die at any second... and I was so scared that I ran away."

"Later, the daughter of the family whose father killed someone harassed me day and night. I... sometimes I really have no choice."

"Miao Miao, I'm sorry."

Fu Shengzhuo's cries became more and more painful, and he was drunk and smelled of alcohol.

After hearing this, Li Yan also burst into tears, for herself and for him.

"Fu Shengzhuo, do you know how much I like you? Others call me a bootlicker and say there's no need to waste time on you, but I just like you. I know you love strawberries and small animals the most. There are several big fat cats in Nanyuan, and you feed them all."

"But I also know that you don't like me. I thought you were cold-hearted and that I couldn't impress you. But it wasn't until today that I realized that you already had someone you loved."

"But it doesn't matter. I like you, I really like you very much. Can you hear me? Fu Shengzhuo, I am Li Yan, not Miaomiao."

Li Yan blurted out all the words that were buried in her heart today.

Although she didn't know whether Fu Shengzhuo could remember it, she didn't want to miss any opportunity. She liked Fu Shengzhuo, really liked him.

Li Yan breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, she would not give up. According to what Fu Shengzhuo had just said, Miaomiao was probably dead.

Could it be that she, a living person, is no match for a dead person?

Li Yan closed her eyes, calmed down, reached out to push him away, got some water and lifted him onto the bed.

Then he discovered that Fu Shengzhuo had opened his eyes at some point, his eyes were filled with red bloodshot and a hazy color of drunkenness, and he was staring straight at him.

She noticed that Fu Shengzhuo's breathing was a little heavy.

Their eyes met, and Li Yan's heart seemed to be beating in her throat. She swallowed her saliva, and her voice began to become weak: "Fu Shengzhuo..."

"You like me, don't you?" Fu Shengzhuo's voice was hoarse.

It was very quiet around, so quiet that Li Yan could hear the sound of her own heart beating.

Their breaths overlapped and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Li Yan suddenly felt shy, her eyelashes trembling helplessly. She lowered her voice and called his name again: "Fu Shengzhuo..."

"You, what did you say?!"

Fu Shengzhuo's hand pressed on her waist. Li Yan could feel the heat through the fabric of her clothes: "Do you like me?"

Li Yan's face flushed, but she mustered up the courage to nod: "Yes, yes."

"I've said it many times, but you never really listened, so you probably don't remember it."

Ever since she fell in love with Fu Shengzhuo, she has been following him every day, wishing she could confess her love to him all the time.

But Fu Shengzhuo never cared about her.

Thinking of this, Li Yan felt a little lost.

Fu Shengzhuo looked down at her, pinching her jaw with his hot fingers, his eyes becoming increasingly hot and hazy, and he moved slightly closer to her.

Bang, bang, bang...

Li Yan closed her eyes nervously.

The expected kiss did not come. When it was so close, Fu Shengzhuo stopped.

His eyes darkened, a trace of pain flashed across them: "You are not Miaomiao."

"Miao Miao, she has someone she likes."

Fu Shengzhuo let her go, feeling dizzy and instead of standing up, he fell heavily to the ground.

He lay on the ground, sighed deeply and closed his eyes, as if he had accepted his fate, as if he was powerless.

"Fu Shengzhuo!" Li Yan's eyes tightened, and she walked beside him to help him: "The ground is too cold, you will catch a cold tomorrow. I'll help you to the bed."

Fu Shengzhuo frowned slightly, muttered something, and did not move.

Li Yan frowned, looking worried, and reached out to help him up with difficulty.

After looking around, Li Yan helped Fu Shengzhuo walk to the door of the room, opened the door, and helped him in.

Li Yan had a delicate figure, while Fu Shengzhuo was tall and it was quite difficult for him to support him. After forcing him to the bed, he broke out in a sweat.

She took off her coat and threw it aside, but her foot was tripped by something and she fell forward uncontrollably.

"hiss……"

Li Yan's forehead hit Fu Shengzhuo's hard chest muscles, and she gasped in pain.

When she was struggling to stand up, Fu Shengzhuo suddenly grabbed her wrist.

A scorching hot breath came, and the world was spinning. Li Yan was pressed tightly against Fu Shengzhuo.

Li Yan was a little nervous: "Fu Shengzhuo, let go."

"Well……"

Before I could say the next word, a rough kiss with the smell of alcohol came upon me.

Li Yan felt scared subconsciously and reached out to push him, but as time went on, she slowly breathed, opened her eyes, and looked at Fu Shengzhuo who had his eyes closed.

A sense of relief flashed through my heart.

She didn't push him away again, but responded to him enthusiastically.

Let her be willful for once.

If she missed this opportunity, would she still have hope of being entangled with Fu Shengzhuo?

Li Yan was not sure. They were already in their third year of college. If they were to do internships next year, they might not see each other again.

She didn't want to miss Fu Shengzhuo, even in this way!

Li Yan reached out to take off Fu Shengzhuo's clothes, and with her other hand she slipped in through the hem of his clothes and randomly touched his abdominal muscles.

Suddenly, Fu Shengzhuo stopped.

He let go of Li Yan and lay beside her, his clothes disheveled, breathing slowly, with Li Yan's lipstick still on his lips.