CHAPTER 18: CHAPTER 18 FU SHIHAN IS A MADMAN, CAPABLE OF ANYTHING.

Su Wanxin couldn’t help but curse Zhan Che a few times in her heart when she thought of the last time she saw Fu Shihan at the banquet with him.

Useless teammate, coward, really causing trouble.

"So what if it’s true?" Su Wanxin defiantly retorted, "He may be a bit timid, but I like him regardless."

This was the second time she’d boldly declared her fondness for another man in front of Fu Shihan. Though Su Wanxin appeared calm on the surface after speaking, she was actually quite panicked inside.

Recalling the fate of the last person she claimed to like, she sneaked a glance at Fu Shihan’s face, now cold as ice, felt the air chill around her, and decided it was best to keep quiet.

Forget it, for Zhan Che’s sake, she might as well shut up.

The two remained silent until the plane landed back on the ground.

The night had deepened, and Su Wanxin checked the time, intending to take a taxi home, but was instead pushed into Fu Shihan’s car.

The car slowly headed towards Su Wanxin’s residence, and just as they were about to arrive, Su Wanxin’s phone rang—it was Zhan Che calling.

"Hello?" Su Wanxin answered, "What’s up so late?"

"What else? I’m bringing you medicine! I just finished a surgery, haven’t slept in two days!" Zhan Che complained irritably: "Neither you nor Xiao Yu is home? I’ve been ringing the doorbell forever and there’s no answer."

"I’m not home. But I’m nearly there, the key is in the usual place, go ahead and wait for me."

"Okay, see you in a bit."

Zhan Che’s voice wasn’t small, so their entire conversation was overheard by Fu Shihan.

At the crossroads, where the car should have turned left, Fu Shihan chose to go right instead, leaving Su Wanxin to watch as they moved further and further from her home.

"You’re going the wrong way! This isn’t the right road!" Su Wanxin felt a desperate headache coming on. "Fu Shihan, please let me go, okay? It’s really late, I want to go home and sleep!"

"Sleep with him?" Fu Shihan’s voice was cold. "Say one more word, and I will make sure you never see this person again."

The threat seemed exaggerated, but coming from Fu Shihan’s mouth, it only instilled fear in Su Wanxin.

The Fu Family holds immense power, and Fu Shihan is a madman—capable of anything.

A luxury duplex apartment near the CBD, on the top floor.

Su Wanxin was pushed into the house by Fu Shihan, stood in the living room, and watched him go to sit on the sofa and light a cigarette.

Fu Shihan casually threw his coat aside, unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt revealing an attractive collarbone. With long legs, a narrow waist, broad shoulders, and a slightly lifted chin, under the neat and tidy short hair were a pair of eyes that seemed to chill to the bone, devoid of any warmth.

Amidst the curling smoke, he silently watched the woman before him.

Su Wanxin sized up the unfamiliar environment, then met Fu Shihan’s gaze, mocking.

"Has Young Master Fu had a change of heart, thinking I’m worth a million a night again?"

"Master bedroom upstairs, go by yourself."

"No, I’ll sleep in the guest room."

"Every room except the master bedroom has surveillance in this house, I don’t mind if you really want to stay," Fu Shihan said with a smirk that wasn’t quite a smile. "Or you could just strip now, you know how I like you."

Upon hearing that, Su Wanxin hurried upstairs, locked the door tightly, and slumped to the floor, feeling drained.

Fu Shihan is fiercely protective, which is why he brought her here because of Zhan Che’s phone call. But he’s not a man desperate for anything, which is probably why he hasn’t touched her... she guessed he probably finds her dirty and beneath him.