Chapter 288 My Financial Master 12

There are five guest rooms on the second floor. It's strange that the rooms that are usually not locked at all can't be opened today.

Even the study room was locked.

Only the room where Shen Yanzhou lived was open.

Knowing that Mrs. Shen did it on purpose, Shen Yanzhou didn't want to offend her.

"You sleep on the sofa..."

In Shen Yanzhou's eyes, Sang Yu only has a cooperative relationship, and he does not think that he should be a gentleman and give up his bed to her.

But before he finished speaking, he saw Sang Yu holding her nose and smiling awkwardly at him: "Sorry, I have a nosebleed. Can I use your bathroom?"

Shen Yanzhou frowned slightly and pointed to the bathroom.

Sang Yu quickly ran into the bathroom to deal with the nosebleed.

Really, Shen Yanzhou was fine even though he ate more, so why couldn't he stand it when it was his turn?

Shen Yanzhou's room has always been in cool colors, but today the blue quilt has been replaced by a pink one, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers in the air.

He lifted the quilt, looked at the rose petals piled in a heart shape, and his eyes paused.

No need to think, he knew what Mrs. Shen was thinking.

Throwing the rose petals into the trash can, he looked around to see if there was anything inappropriate, and then he saw a cardboard box on the bedside table.

He held it in front of him and looked at the words on the carton, with a flash of confusion in his eyes.

Trapping the one you love?

what?

Shen Yanzhou thought he had a lot of knowledge, but he didn't know what was in front of him. It wasn't until he saw the other three words that his expression suddenly froze.

"Mr. Shen, where is the quilt?"

There was an unexpected sound behind him. Shen Yanzhou lost control of the thing in his hand and fell to the ground with a crash.

Just as he was about to pick it up, Sang Yu picked it up before him.

After seeing the words clearly, Sang Yu seemed to be frightened, her eyes widened, and she asked with a horrified look: "Mr. Shen, our agreement didn't say that I have to sacrifice myself, right?"

That way, it seemed as if he was afraid of being taken advantage of.

Just when Shen Yanzhou was about to explain, the girl clutched the carton and struggled: "Actually, it's okay to sacrifice yourself, but you have to pay more."

Shen Yanzhou:......

Daqing has no money, why would it embarrass her to devote herself to him?

Shen Yanzhou has lived for so many years and has had countless women who have followed him. He knows that few of those women are sincere and they almost all take a fancy to his status and power.

But she is still the first one who dares to show her love and money openly.

Shen Yanzhou had always hated women who worshiped money. Even if she was a little different, he had never been interested in her at all.

He responded coldly: "No need."

"The quilt is in the cabinet. Find it yourself."

Sang Yu looked at the figure walking into the bathroom and sighed with regret.

Doesn't she need to sacrifice herself?

So what is this box of stuff for?

For his own use?

Gee, that’s so perverted.

When Shen Yanzhou came out of the shower, Sang Yu was slumped on the sofa, scrolling through her phone, and her giggles filled the room.

He said displeased: "Keep your voice down."

"Okay, Mr. Shen, I'll keep my voice down." Sang Yu smiled apologetically and concentrated on scrolling through her phone.

She didn't dare to laugh out loud, so she covered her mouth and twisted around on the sofa, full of excitement.

Are you so happy?

Shen Yanzhou frowned slightly, curious about what she was looking at.

He glanced around with his peripheral vision and saw a man wearing a mask on the screen, twisting his hips to show off his abs...

Until midnight, Shen Yanzhou could hear Sang Yu laughing in his sleep.

"Little brother, feel your abs for me..."

"Hey, it feels so good!"

"I have it too. It's twenty-six dollars. Do you want to touch it?"

Shen Yanzhou:......