Luo Shumo stopped and turned to look at Bai Ling scornfully. "Do you think that you can come in if I quit?"
It was impossible, because in Fu Yuchen's heart, there was always only Luo Yuxin and no one else.
At this moment, Bai Ling thought that Luo Shumo was mocking and threatening her. Her gaze turned cold. "Ms. Luo, sooner or later, I will enter Fu Yuchen's heart. You don't have to worry too much."

Ha, Bai Ling even said that she couldn't win Fu Yuchen's heart. Wasn't she the same?
Luo Shumo glanced at her coldly and got out of the elevator. On the corridor along the way, she heard a lot of employees talking about her. Her eyes were filled with sadness.
She once thought that it was Bai Ling who framed her, but it turned out that it was just the most ruthless strike from the closest person.
And he himself was like a chess piece, unable to get rid of the fate of being played by others.
With a sigh, she got a taxi on the side of the road and returned to the big villa.
Standing in her bedroom, she looked at the mess of documents on the table. These were all the results of her hard work day and night in order to complete this design task.

However, he didn't expect that all of this would be destroyed by Fu Yuchen's plan.
She reached out and swept all the documents on the table to the ground. Her delicate little face was full of disappointment and cold anger.
She squatted down and threw all the things on the ground into the trash can. Then she turned around and lay on the big bed. Staring at the ceiling, she felt that her eyes were very sore. Looking at the ceiling, she began to recall what had happened, but she fell asleep unconsciously.
When she woke up again, she was awakened by a strange ringtone.

She picked up the call. Listening to the noisy voice of the phone's background, she frowned and said, "Hello?"
"Hello, may I ask if you are Miss Luo Shumo?" There was a strange male voice on the other side of the phone with a heavy nasal tone.
"Okay." Luo Shumo responded lazily and sat up on the bed with the phone in her hand.
"Okay, Miss Luo. Your husband, Fu Yuchen, drank too much in our bar. Now it seems that he has stomach problems. Can you come over and have a look?" The waiter's voice came, and the background was still very noisy.
It took Luo Shumo a lot of effort to distinguish the waiter's voice. When she heard the news of Fu Yuchen's stomach pain, her brows suddenly furrowed. Her anxious movements paused for a moment before she suddenly said, "Since it's a stomach problem, then you should go to see a doctor. What are you looking for me for?"
"Ms. Luo, this gentleman can't walk. We don't want him to block our business. If it doesn't work, we'll throw him out." The waiter's voice was very rude.
Luo Shumo frowned, sighed helplessly, and said to the phone, "Which bar are you in?"
"It's dark." The waiter answered briefly.
Luo Shumo's face turned cold. He said to the phone, "Then tell him that I won't go to the bar. Throw him out."
After that, she hung up the phone coldly.
Throwing her phone aside, she got up and walked to the window, looking at the garden outside the villa. At this moment, it was dark outside. She didn't know how Fu Yuchen's stomach condition was.
However, this man had always been cunning. What if he lied to her?
Luo Shumo's feelings were extremely complicated. If Fu Yuchen really didn't lie to him and he still treated him like this, then it would be his fault. He paced back and forth in frustration through the window. In the end, Luo Shumo grabbed his handbag.
She hurried downstairs and asked the nanny to prepare a car for her.
When they arrived at the bar, they walked in and asked the waiter for Fu Yuchen's private room.
Pushing the door open, she saw that the private room was full of people. Most of them were rich children. They were unrestrained, and their faces were full of playfulness and fierceness.
She looked around the private room and saw Fu Yuchen sitting in the center of the room. At this moment, he was playing with the wine glass in his hand. His stern and cold face was covered with a mysterious coldness under the shadow.
"Wasn't it said that he had stomach problems? Why did I come here and see him sitting here?"
Looking at Luo Shumo, who suddenly came in, the private room was silent for a moment. Then, a rich second generation with colorful hair looked at her and whistled. "Oh, this is Mrs. Fu. Didn't she say that she wouldn't come? It seems that we lost."
"That's right. It seems that I just received a twenty million yuan big gift from Mr. Fu. It's really heart-wrenching to throw it back now." The rich second generation said as he took out a card from his pocket and placed it in front of Fu Yuchen.
Seeing the shiny gold card in the hands of the rich second generation, as well as the various cards taken out of their pockets and placed in front of Fu Yuchen, Luo Shumo finally realized that she had been fooled.
Luo Shumo's heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley. He sneered at himself, turned around, opened the door of the private room, and was about to leave.
However, the bodyguards outside the door suddenly reached out to stop her.
Fu Yuchen's deep voice came from behind her. "Since you're already here, why don't you have a drink with my brothers?"
"That's right. I haven't seen the Fu family's young mistress yet. Let's play together." The others echoed.
These rich second generations liked to find fun when they had nothing to do, especially when they knew the subtle relationship between Fu Yuchen and Luo Shumo. How could they let go of such a good time to watch a good show?
Luo Shu stepped forward, turned around, and looked coldly at the man sitting in the middle. "Fu Yuchen, I'm not a drinking woman. I'm not responsible for playing with you here!"
She said coldly, turned around, and was about to push these bodyguards away.
However, the bodyguards did not move at all. They stood in front of her coldly and blocked her way.
Everyone sighed. Over the years, none of the women who had been by Fu Yuchen's side dared to disobey him. All of them obeyed his orders in order to please him.
However, this woman dared to reject Fu Yuchen's face in front of so many people. She was really bold.
In the dark, the man's dark eyes stared coldly at the small figure standing at the door, and his voice was low and cold. "Luo Shumo, I said that you are drinking with me, but you are drinking with me, and sleeping with me is sleeping with me."
There was no warmth in his cold voice. A low pressure might not be able to spread in the private room. Everyone's expressions changed and they shivered slightly.
Although Luo Shumo carried Fu Yuchen on her back, she could still feel the man's cold and sharp gaze piercing into her heart like a knife.
For so many years, this man, whom she had loved with all her heart and soul, had said that he was just a plaything in front of so many people.