Chapter 110

Xiang Nuan, as if he had never seen Fu Yehan's face, hurriedly took back his hand from Chen Jiaming and put it on his back. He pretended to be relaxed and said, "therefore, you don't have to worry about what you just said to me. Please rest assured, and please live your life in the future. Don't bother me again."

Xiang Nuan said, and his voice was about to tremble.

Rao Shi didn't turn her head. She could feel Fu Yehan's real eyes.

"Really? It seems that you really have no feelings for Chen Jiaming. I almost forgot that there is another Jian Liuyang around you. He can also take care of you."

Fu Yehan's voice is faint and quiet, which can't make waves.

But there seems to be Warcraft hidden in the calm lake. It's hard enough to listen to warm. I want to explain to him.

"No..."

Xiang Nuan was about to speak when his wrist hurt.

Fu Yehan pulled her wrist hard and Xiang Nuan was preparing to balance himself, but unexpectedly, he was pulled away by Fu Yehan's strength and completely pulled over by him. The next step was unstable. After taking a few steps, he lost his complete balance and fell into Fu Yehan's arms.

Fu Yehan's strength to hold Xiang Nuan's hand is getting stronger and stronger, which makes Xiang Nuan almost unbearable. It seems that Fu Yehan just wants to break her hand.

"So, you don't want to have a relationship with Chen Jiaming or me. That's what you want. That's the result you want?"

Xiang Nuan has a pain in eating, and his eyes can't help overflowing with grievances.

She looked up to say something, but she looked at Shangfu Yehan coldly.

The words were frozen in an instant.

"Mr. Fu, what are you doing? If you hold it like this, it will hurt. Let her go."

Chen Jiaming frowned and came forward, trying to pull them apart.

At this time, two bodyguards appeared behind Fu Yehan.

"Send Mr. Chen back to the hall. His wedding is not over yet." Fu Yehan spoke faintly.

"Yes."

The two bodyguards directly pressed Chen Jiaming and made him unable to move.

"Fu Yehan... You!" Chen Jiaming has absolutely no ability to resist.

Xiang Nuan looks at Chen Jiaming. He has been dragged away, and Fu Yehan in front of him

She wanted to say a few words, but finally gave up.

Suddenly the atmosphere fell into silence.

"Stupid woman"

Fu Yehan looked at Xiang Nuan coldly, slowly spit out these three words, and directly took her outside.

Xiang Nuan was hurt by Fu Yehan.

Why doesn't he have any pity on her? Doesn't he know how strong he is?

"Fu Yehan! Fu Yehan!" Shouting to warm didn't slow Fu Yehan down, but Fu Yehan walked faster and faster with warm.

The faster he walked, the more embarrassed he was to warm up.

"Fu Yehan! You let me go! You hurt me! Fu Yehan, are you crazy?"

Fu Yehan suddenly stopped and glanced coldly at Nuan: "yes, I'm crazy. You reason with me, a madman. Will I listen to you?"

Xiang Nuan suddenly didn't know what to say, and Fu Yehan dragged her to the car without waiting for Xiang Nuan to make some nonsense.

Xiao Yan hurried out of the car. He had already received an order to drive the car out of the underground garage and wait for Fu Yehan at the door of the hotel.

Now, seeing Fu Yehan and Xiang Nuan come out together, and they are not very happy, they know that they must quarrel again.

"Mr. Fu, get in the car." Xiao Yan didn't dare say anything more and opened the door directly.

Fu Yehan threw Xiang Nuan directly into the car, almost rude.

Xiang Nuan is also a man with heart: "Fu Yehan... You... You are really crazy!"

The man ignored her anger and got into the car directly. His face was as cold as a millennium ice.

"Drive." He ordered Xiao Yan.

After that, he stared at the front, as if there was no one in the back seat, and didn't look at the warm eye.

Xiang Nuan sat in the back, rubbed his sore wrist, and then looked at Fu Yehan in front, with mixed feelings in his heart.

She was angry, but she was angry. She knew why Fu Yehan was angry, so she was more or less uncomfortable. If it weren't for her entanglement with Chen Jiaming, Fu Yehan wouldn't be angry here.

But why should Fu Yehan be angry? Is it because he's jealous?

What's the use of his jealousy? How long can he maintain his unclear relationship with him? Maybe tomorrow he should be jealous of another girl. She doesn't feel safe at all.

If you really want to express your feelings to Fu Yehan, how much courage does it take? If Fu Yehan doesn't take himself seriously after his confession, how should he deal with himself at that time?

My head is in a mess.

"Fu Yehan... I'm sorry, I just..."

She thought, Fu Yehan is a person who wants face, so she'd better take the initiative to show kindness to him.

Fu Yehan did not accept the apology. There was extreme silence in the car.

He clenched his warm fingers into a tight fist: "are you angry? But I and Chen Jiaming..."

Fu man still didn't speak.

Xiang Nuan waited for a long time and wanted to listen to Fu Yehan say a word, but Fu Yehan never said a word.

Warm heart and astringent mouth.

She's so humble. What else does he want to do?

Thinking so, Xiang Nuan simply closed his mouth: "if you don't want to talk, don't talk."

She looked at the scenery outside the window and thought silently: what are you doing to apologize?

What she said is also right. She has nothing to do with Chen Jiaming and Fu Yehan. She is an innocent person.

Fu Yehan's eyelids moved and his face was still cold.

Suddenly, Xiao Yan's sigh became a special existence in this atmosphere, which was particularly clear.

He is used to seeing Fu Yehan quarrel with Xiang Nuan. Whenever this time, he can't help.

Until the car stopped at the door of the villa.

Fu Yehan took the initiative to get off the car first, and Xiang Nuan also walked down. She still followed the man and didn't dare to leave. In case the man gets angry again later, it's not all his crime.

The two men went in, silent, and the atmosphere continued into the house.

Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment. He still went to Xiang Nuan and whispered, "Miss Xiang, did you quarrel with President Fu again?"

"I didn't quarrel with him."

Said gently and calmly to warm, without a little emotional fluctuation.

No quarrel?

Xiao Yan couldn't believe it. Fu Yehan's face was as black as a rainy day. Why didn't he quarrel?