Before he could go downstairs, she quickly ran back to the room.

Mrs. Fu had difficulty breathing and felt like she was suffocating, but when she saw Fu Shiting coming over, she immediately felt relieved.

"Shi Ting... son..." Old Mrs. Fu stretched out her arm towards Fu Shiting weakly.

Fu Shiting immediately came over and supported her.

"Divorce Qin An'an...I'll go tomorrow...divorce the marriage..." Mrs. Fu had tears in her eyes, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry, son...

....It was my negligence...to find you such an unclean woman..."

Fu Shiting raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his mother's eyes: "Mom, don't worry about Qin An'an and I. And Fu Yechen, don't worry about it either."

"Yechen's fingers were chopped off... How painful it must be! He said it was you who hurt him, but I know it wasn't... How could you be so cruel to your relatives? You're not

People like that..."

"Mom, if you mention this stupid thing in front of me again, I will ask the driver to take you back immediately." Fu Shiting looked very ugly, "I will not divorce Qin Anan. Unless I want to, no one can force me."

Mrs. Fu took a desperate breath: "You fell in love with her? Because of her... So you fell out with your eldest brother's family..."

Fu Shiting let go of his mother and looked at the driver of the old house: "Send my mother back to rest."

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After that, he turned around and walked upstairs.

Mrs. Fu looked at her son's decisive back and couldn't stop her tears from flowing down.

He is so heartless!

It's all Qin An'an's fault!

He wasn't like this before!

It was all because of Qin Anan's appearance and instigating the relationship between their uncle and nephew that the Fu family was restless.

Qin Anan sat on the bed, leaning against the wall with his head slightly raised.

My face hurts so much.

My heart aches too.

The wounds on my face will heal in a few days, but the wounds on my heart will never heal.

Even if you think you are fine, if you are suddenly touched one day, there will still be traces.

Morning, eight o'clock.

Fu Shiting was sitting in the dining room having breakfast.

Suddenly, he ordered Mrs. Zhang: "Go and call Qin An'an out."

Mrs. Zhang immediately walked towards the guest room.

After a while, she hurriedly returned to the dining room.

"Sir, my wife is not in the room, she may have gone out. I'll go ask the guard at the door." After Mrs. Zhang reported to Fu Shiting, she strode towards the courtyard gate.

After a while, Mrs. Zhang came back.

"My wife went out at six o'clock in the morning. Do you want me to call her and ask?" Mrs. Zhang was a little worried about her.

Mrs. Fu's slap was not gentle.

Qin Anan usually looks gentle and quiet, but she has a very strong self-esteem.

When Mrs. Zhang dialed her number, she received a cold system prompt.

"My wife has turned off her phone." Mrs. Zhang's voice was a little lower.

Qin Anan went out at six o'clock in the morning and turned off her mobile phone.

Shouldn't you be so confused that you do something stupid?

Although I feel that being slapped will not lead me to seek death, sometimes people are stimulated and their behavior becomes uncontrollable.

Fu Shiting looked cold, put down the coffee cup, stood up and left the dining room without saying a word.

After hesitating in the living room for a while, he finally picked up the phone and dialed the assistant number.

"Zi Yi, help me check Qin An'an's mother's phone number."

Zhou Ziyi: "Okay, I'll send it to you right away."

After getting Zhang Yun's number, Fu Shiting dialed it with a frown——

——Sorry, the user you dialed has shut down, please call again later.

What's going on?

Qin Anan and her mother turned off their phones together?!


Chapter completed!