Chapter 1402: Wen Cheng Is Heartbroken

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.

How could she sleep with a strange man? What was going on?

Wen Cheng couldn't help but feel her heart beating wildly, and she whispered.

She quickly pushed the arm away and sat up suddenly.

The man whose sleep was disturbed slowly opened his eyes with some impatience.

His phoenix eyes swept coldly at Wen Cheng.

"What are you yelling about? Take the money and get out of here..."

After saying that, he sat up, grabbed his clothes, took out a check from his pocket, and wrote an amount of 500,000.

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

Wen Cheng's body trembled slightly.

Only then did she realize that her body was naked.

She was full of horror, pulled a sheet, and wrapped her body tightly.

She didn't look at the check, nor did she look at the man again.

She got out of bed wrapped in a sheet, hugged her clothes, and went to the bathroom.

After closing the bathroom door, Wen Cheng felt as if she had died.

There was a voice echoing in her mind.

Wen Cheng, your innocence is ruined.

There is no chance between you and Brother Jiang.

Wen Cheng was in agony. She fell to the ground, buried her cheek in her knees, and cried in pain.

What should she do?

It was completely over between her and Brother Jiang.

Is she no longer qualified to like Brother Jiang?

Her body was dirty, could she no longer have extravagant hopes for Brother Jiang?

Wen Cheng thought so, and felt a burst of despair in her heart.

Although she was crying, she didn't dare to cry loudly.

The man outside was not easy to provoke at first glance.

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

So, Wen Cheng bit her lips and cried softly, and the sound was as weak as a cat.

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Fu Ling looked at Wen Cheng who rushed into the bathroom with some strangeness. This woman was really strange.

Didn't he give her money? Why was she hiding in the bathroom and crying secretly?

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

Fu Ling couldn't help but smiled mockingly.

These women nowadays are really tricky.

This woman must think that the 500,000 he gave just now was too little, so she was asking him for more money in various ways.

Fu Ling's eyes flashed with disgust.

If he had known that it would be so troublesome, he would not have asked his subordinates to find a woman to cool him down.

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

Everyone said that the president's son Fu Ling was a playboy.

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

Fu Ling rarely got involved with these women. I don't know who drugged him at the social event last night, so he had no choice but to ask his subordinates to find a woman.

Fu Ling scratched his hair in annoyance.

He cursed in a low voice, pulled the quilt and covered himself with it, not wanting to care about the man crying in the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, he just lay down and suddenly touched a wet spot on his thigh.

Fu Ling frowned, he lifted the quilt and looked over there.

Unexpectedly, a bright blood color broke into his sight.

Fu Ling's pupils shrank slightly, he quickly lifted the quilt and checked himself.