Jiang Shu lives in the master bedroom and is guarded 24 hours a day. It is better to say that he is under surveillance.
She could barely sit up, occasionally raising her head to stare at the ceiling, feeling the long-lost fear overwhelming her.
She has often had dreams recently, dreaming of Fu Shiyan and Wen Yuan embracing each other in the abandoned factory.
Lao Sun crushed the oral medicine, soaked it in water and gave it to Jiang Shu. He asked out of curiosity: "You are bored even if you don't speak. Why don't you tell me, do you like Fu Shiyan?"
Jiang Shu glanced at him, and Lao Sun took out a candy from his pocket.
The obvious temptation.
Jiang Shu looked at this face he had never seen before, and became excited: "You may not believe it, but I am his ex-wife."
Lao Sun was very surprised: "Ex-wife?"
Jiang Shu sighed, "When I met him when I was sixteen, he had nothing, so I followed him without hesitation. I have endured hardship for so many years. Who knew that men can become bad when they are rich? He raised a mistress outside, and the mistress gave birth to children.
He was bleeding heavily, and he actually asked me to donate blood to her..."
Lao Sun's brows were about to go up to the sky. Normally, he wouldn't believe this, and he couldn't tell that Fu Shiyan was such a person, but Jiang Shuxuan's look of crying was so real, stubborn and aggrieved, which added a bit more credibility.
He reassured her: "Okay, okay. If you cry again, the wound will hurt. It's all over..."
"Fu Shiyan is an ungrateful bastard!" Jiang Shu sobbed and asked, "Old Sun, have you just followed him for a short time?"
"I have some friendship with him, but I don't know many things. I asked myself why I haven't seen you before."
Jiang Shu nodded quickly, "Listen to me, he is not a good person. Why don't you let me go? I finally escaped his control and I don't want to come back. Just treat me as pitiful..."
Lao Sun looked hesitant. He just wanted to gossip. Who knew he would find out such a shocking secret?
Fu Shiyan turned out to be married... He was so abstinent, but he still had such ridiculous past events.
Taking advantage of his hesitation, Jiang Shu took advantage of the victory and pursued it: "Think about it for a moment. If it were you, could you accept this injustice, Doctor Sun?"
Lao Sun was very sorry: "Without Mr. Fu's permission, I have no right to let you go."
Jiang Shu shut up instantly, not wanting to say more, closed his eyes and started pretending to be dead.
At the same time, upstairs in this room, the man sitting in the main seat through the monitor had already heard everything Jiang Shu said, and had seen the change in her expression from pitiful to impatient.
Fu Shiyan's slightly cold eyes stared at the woman lying on the bed, his brows raised slightly, and his whole body was covered with a layer of frost.
The secretary standing behind him was sweating crazily. He didn't expect Jiang Shu to be brave enough to make up such nonsense.
There was a knock on the door outside. It was Lao Sun. He was in the same mood as his secretary.
Fu Shiyan opened the drawer in front of him, took out a mobile phone, and slid it away.
"I said, hey, there's no need to treat her like that... let's make her a wife."
Fu Shiyan ignored it and put his cell phone on the table without even looking at them. He stood up, knocked on the table with two knuckles of his fingers, and then walked straight out.
"She is my wife, she is never divorced."
Lao Sun and his secretary looked at each other, then leaned over to look at the bright phone screen. On the screen was the story Jiang Shu had just cried, and they found more than a hundred bloody novels with the same content.