"Xiaoyu, Mr. Fu has prepared a surprise for that bitch, are you really not sad?"

Lu Yanyu looked at her inexplicably: "What's so sad about this? Let's go, it's time to pick up the children from school."

An Xiaoyue stared at her chic back and spread her hands helplessly: "Okay, I'm overthinking it."

Song Xuefei came to Fu Yiyun's private villa excitedly.

This private villa is usually unoccupied, so there are no servants.

The courtyard door was ajar, and there was a car parked in the courtyard, which was the one Fu Yiyun usually drove.

Thinking that Fu Yiyun was waiting for her in the room at this moment, her heart was full of pride and excitement.

She quickly took out the small mirror in her bag and touched up her makeup before walking into the yard.

The door is also ajar.

She curled her lips and smiled, opened the door and walked in.

Although it wasn't dark yet, the curtains all around were drawn, so the room seemed a little dark.

There were candles lit on the table in the living room, alongside a bouquet of bright roses and several exquisite side dishes.

This looks like a romantic candlelight dinner.

When Song Xuefei saw it, her whole heart lifted.

She looked around happily and saw Fu Yiyun sitting in a corner of the window.

"Brother Yi Yun..."

She called out sweetly and walked over with brisk steps.

"Brother Yi Yun, you...you prepared a candlelight dinner for me?"

"Yes." Fu Yiyun nodded, with a chuckle in his eyes, "How is it? Do you like it?"

Song Xuefei nodded heavily: "I like it."

As she said that, she knelt down in front of him, held his arms, and whispered: "Brother Yi Yun, I know you still have me in your heart. This candlelight dinner is your confession to me, right?

"

Fu Yiyun stared at the radiant woman in front of him, a hint of disgust quietly flashed between his eyebrows.

He chuckled and said, "In addition to this candlelight dinner, I have prepared other surprises for you."

"Really?" Song Xuefei's eyes suddenly lit up and she asked excitedly, "What is it?"

"You can tell by just going to that room and taking a look at it?" Fu Yiyun pointed to the opposite room with his slender fingers.

Song Xuefei kissed the back of his hand excitedly, and then ran to the room impatiently.

Fu Yiyun took out a tissue and wiped the lipstick mark on the back of his hand in disgust.

He wiped it over and over again, nonchalantly, but applied it extremely hard, until no trace of lipstick could be seen on the back of his hand.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a scream came from the opposite room.

Fu Yiyun slowly raised his eyes and saw Song Xuefei lying on the door of the room with a horrified look on her face.

Before she could run out, the man in the room dragged her back again.

"Ah, what are you going to do? Let me go, Brother Yi Yun, save me...Brother Yi Yun..."

Fu Yiyun stood up slowly. He chuckled and threw the tissue into the trash can, then walked over.

In the room, four men were tugging at Song Xuefila.

Song Xuefei kept screaming. She looked at the man who appeared at the door in fear: "Brother Yi Yun, what... does this mean? Didn't you say... you wanted to surprise me?"

What?"

Fu Yiyun smiled lightly: "This is a surprise for you. How do you like it? Do you like it?"

Song Xuefei's face turned pale in an instant.

She shook her head in fear: "No, it's impossible, Brother Yi Yun, you can't do this to me."
Chapter completed!