Fu Shiyan gradually leaned back and seemed to sigh, "Yes, I love you very much."
Heavy rain streaked across the car window, the lights outside were bright, and an old man on crutches was waiting in front of the door.
"Otherwise, I wouldn't be waiting for you to go home in this weather."
Mo Yi held an umbrella and got out of the car, opened the door, "Miss Wen, we're here."
Only then did Wensu realize that the Wen family was outside.
She wanted to stand up, but her heels were so weak that she fell slightly and fell into Fu Shiyan's arms. The scene of the two embracing each other came into Wen Jing's eyes.
Fu Shiyan raised his eyes slightly and said in a darker tone, "Get out of the car, your father should be worried."
The vehicle drove away quickly, not caring whether it was a rainy night or not.
"Mr. Fu, where are we going?" Mo Yi asked.
Fu Shiyan put on the Buddhist beads again and "returned to Ming Yuan."
Half an hour later, the vehicle arrived.
The light in the master bedroom is on.
Fu Shiyan's sleeves were slightly wet from the rain. He pushed open the door and saw a woman walking out of the bathroom who had just taken a shower. She looked up and saw him, and immediately grabbed the pillow on the sofa and threw it at him.
The pillow was not enough, so she grabbed the lamp and threw it out.
Fu Shiyan did not hide, but had a calm face.
Jiang Shu was tired and held on to the seat to catch his breath. Then he leaned over, picked up the lamp and put it away.
"Are you done with your anger?"
Jiang Shu turned sideways, not wanting to talk to him.
"Can you listen to me?"
Jiang Shu wanted to leave the master bedroom, but Fu Shiyan grabbed his wrist.
"You're almost done. Drink Zhou Liangqi's wine and sleep with his people. I haven't taught you a lesson yet." He sat down and pulled her down to sit too.
"I didn't sleep with him! Don't slander me." Jiang Shu became anxious.
Fu Shiyan lit another cigarette and looked at her eyes with depression, and there was a storm inside.
That was a look that had already seen through it.
"...He made me drink, and I leaned on him." Jiang Shu changed his words, knowing that he couldn't lie.
"Why are you looking for him?" Fu Shiyan took a deep breath, and his fingertips were stained with the smell of tobacco.
"Look for Lao Jiang."
"If the Fu family can't find someone, it's useless to look for him."
It's not that Fu Shiyan is conceited, but the iron law of Haicheng.
For some reason, Jiang Shu was lowered by him all of a sudden.
"I didn't know Fu Wan was hospitalized. If I knew, I wouldn't go to him."
Fu Shiyan sneered, "It's not your fault after all, I just knew about this."
Jiang Shu had the expression on his face that you had wronged me.
"I've met him in private several times." Fu Shiyan raised his hand and wiped away the water droplets dripping from her hair on the back of his hand.
"...Just once in the near future."
He moved upward and pressed on the tear mole at the corner of her eye. Jiang Shu groaned subconsciously. Every time he was deeply in love, he always liked to touch this tear mole.
It has almost become a habit.
"I think you don't really want to be Mrs. Fu." Fu Shiyan said more forcefully, "Want to be Mrs. Zhou?"
The more he spoke, the more outrageous he became. Jiang Shu pushed him away violently, "Fu Shiyan, do I not want to be the candidate, or do you have a more suitable candidate?"
Fu Shiyan was pushed away, and he looked at her quietly.
"Wensu joined the Fu family, why didn't you tell me?"
"Don't you know it now? You're still asking me to accuse you."
Zhou Liangqi was right, she would be angry whether he said it or not.
"You fell in love with her." Jiang Shu did not hold back and tried to find traces on him.
Fu Shiyan closed his eyes.
"You really fell in love with her!" Jiang Shu became anxious and stepped forward to pull his hand, asking him to open his eyes.
She was so anxious that she lay on top of him, breathing rapidly.
Fu Shiyan snorted and stopped in time, "Are you a fairy?"