The villa is quiet.

The servants at Fu's house were arranged by Aunt Gui to do things elsewhere. Everyone was very grateful to Aunt Gui because they were really afraid that they would anger their husbands with gloomy aura.

Aunt Gui was waiting in the living room with anxiety. From the moment Fu Rongyuan came back, the entire Fu family was shrouded in a cloud of darkness, surrounded by lightning and a dangerous storm.

The phone placed on the coffee table vibrates, making it look particularly abrupt in a quiet space.

This time the news is a photo.

Song Zheyu looked at her affectionately, full of affection and joy.

Luo Wanxing in the photo has only one silhouette, and Fu Rongyuan's focus of his eyes is on the hands where the two are shaking each other.

Aunt Gui, who was standing beside him, also caught a glimpse and covered her lips in surprise: Why did the young grandma look for that Song Zheyu again?

No wonder Mr. is in such a bad mood.

Time passed minute by minute, Fu Rongyuan waited in the living room for two hours, and Luo Wanxing finally came back.

As soon as Luo Wanxing stepped into the house, he realized that the atmosphere was very strange. On the sofa, the man sat with his long legs spread apart, with a mighty aura. On his cold and arrogant face, his deep eyes were like an abyss, which could drown everything.

"Husband, why are you at home?" Luo Wanxing walked over and saw a gift bag on the coffee table in front of him, which was the brand she chose in the mall yesterday.

I wanted to ask if it was too surprising, so when I came back, after seeing his sinister look, Luo Wanxing felt that this was not the case:

"Don't you like the gift I gave?"

The man raised his sharp thick eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his eyes were cold, which seemed to condense into frost, but his words were plain:

"I hand over my secondary card."

Luo Wanxing heard the restraint in his words. The storm in his eyes wanted to carry her to destroy her, but his violent aura was deliberately suppressed by him and he did not release it.

Luo Wanxing didn't know where she messed with him. She thought about it when she was looking for a card. Today, Chen Menghan found herself.

Luo Wanxing thought that Chen Menghan might notify him that this was Chen Menghan’s usual operation, but didn’t he go to the police station today?

Moreover, when she went to the police station, she saw that Song Zheyu wanted to take back the deputy card, there was something wrong with it?

Luo Wanxing was a little puzzled, but he took out the secondary card and handed it over to explain:

"I went to the police station today, and Song Zheyu was released on bail."

The man seemed to have not heard her explanation and reached out to take the secondary card in her hand. Luo Wanxing was a little unwilling to do so, and he squeezed his fingers hard and refused to let go:

"Why do you ignore me?"

Fu Rongyuan's eyes locked at her like a knife, and in a few seconds, he only had the silence of breathing, and then he lifted his lips:

"Why didn't you tell me before you went?"

"You...you went to the company, and I can handle it myself. You were so busy yesterday, so I don't want to bother you with little things."

He was very considerate and perfect. He had guessed that she would say this long ago. Why did she say it before going? Because she couldn't go there after saying it before going.

Now that she didn't ask anything, she mentioned Song Zheyu herself. Why didn't she argue for herself with guilt?

Fu Rongyuan tried hard with his fingertips, and he pulled the secondary card over, broke it and threw it into the trash can, then turned around expressionlessly and walked upstairs.

Luo Wanxing had seen him angry, but this time, the anger he vented was obviously more serious than before.

Luo Wanxing didn't know where he encountered his scattered scale. He looked at his cold figure going upstairs and said:

"Didn't I go to see Song Zheyu? Do you believe me?"

The man did not answer.

Luo Wanxing said again:

"I went to the police station. Chen Menghan asked me to go there. I have a recording. Do you want to listen to it?"

She knew that Chen Menghan had no scheming, so she had prepared for a long time because she was afraid that she would misunderstand it.

Unfortunately, Fu Rongyuan had no intention of stopping to listen to her explanation.

What Luo Wanxing didn't know was that Chen Menghan also thought of this. In order to avoid leaving any mistakes, Chen Menghan wrote in the text message he sent:

Brother-in-law, my sister is afraid that you will discover the incident of seeing Song Zheyu today, so she forced me to record and say that I asked her to come. I had no choice but to do it. My sister has always been strong, so I had to do it.

The answer to Luo Wanxing was the sound of slamming the door from the second floor, and Aunt Gui was frightened.

Luo Wanxing was unwilling to give up and followed her. She felt wronged through the study door, but even if she felt wronged, she still wanted to fight for it again:

"Why don't you listen to my explanation? Since you don't believe me so much, why are you sitting at home waiting for me instead of going to the police station to catch me and Song Zheyu in a private meeting?"

If he went there, he wouldn't be like this.

In the study, the girl's voice came into her ears clearly. The man's firm and clear face lines were shrouded in darkness. His unfathomable black pupils were oppressed. His lips were pursed tightly. From beginning to end, he did not answer her question.

At that intersection, he changed his mind and went home.

It was not that he believed in her, but that he promised her that he would not let her hurt again.

When he went there, he saw that she was close to Song Zheyu, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and hurt her again.

Now, she still came to question. If she answered, she would pretend to be moved and then laugh at his self-righteous affection in her heart.

Outside the door, Luo Wanxing gave up and knew that he was angry now, so he would not believe anything she said.

When he returned to the room, Luo Wanxing threw himself on the bed in annoyance, took a pillow and covered his head.

His cold look on his face was expressionless and he broke the card's cold look in her heart, and he would cut her heart once he thought about it.

The head was a little painful. Luo Wanxing had already touched a little bit of the headache. He was so excited that he was in a bad mood. He might trigger a headache. He didn't want to take medicine and could only endure it himself.

That night, because of a headache, it seemed like there was no end.

The next day, Luo Wanxing went downstairs very early. She put a little light makeup on her face to cover up the weakness she had consumed with headaches last night. Her originally delicate facial features are more pretty because of this light color.

Downstairs, Fu Rongyuan was cold and swept over her with a deep face. He glanced at her bright sunny face. His eyes were a little darker, and he ordered Aunt Gui:

"No need to prepare breakfast, I'll go directly to the company."

Aunt Gui opened her mouth and was about to persuade her not to eat breakfast to be bad for her stomach, but she saw Luo Wanxing holding her backpack and seemed to be going out: "Young grandma, you..."

Luo Wanxing also said expressionlessly: "I won't eat, I'll leave first."

After saying that, Luo Wanxing put on his sunglasses, raised his little face, and walked proudly past the man.

Humph, you have a temper, don’t this lady?

Fu Rongyuan saw the girl who was like a proud princess passing by, and his eyes became much deeper.

Five minutes later, Maserati and Bugatti drove out of the villa one after another, one to the left and the other to the right, each leaping away.

The man looked at the rear of Martha's car that was gradually disappearing from the rearview mirror, and his lip line was pursed tightly.

Luo Wanxing also glanced at the disappearing Bugatti for the last time, withdrew his gaze and accelerated his speed indifferently.
Chapter completed!