In the apartment, Fu manyun looked at the news on his mobile phone and threw it onto the sofa.

Fu Yunting and Xia Ling have remarried.

Look at him on the news. His eyes at Xia Ling are so affectionate.

Nearly 10 million pieces of jewelry were bought without blinking an eye.

How sour!

She should have been the one he treated affectionately.

Is she a little late after all?

Fu manyun's eyes were red and his whole body was decadent.

There was a beep of the mobile phone and a message came in.

Fu manyun slowly turned his eyes to his mobile phone and opened the message with tears in his eyes.

"Do you want Fu Yunting back to you?"

A strange text message jumped onto the paper and immediately made Fu manyun sit up straight.

Who sent her the message?

"Who are you?"

"No matter who I am, cooperate with me, and I will let Fu Yunting return to you. Otherwise, you will have another enemy. Think about your son and your photos."

Another text message opened Fu manyun's eyes and looked frightened.

Who the hell is this man?

Seems to know her past like the back of your hand?

Didn't she have her picture taken from dunder's hand?

Why does this person still say that?

His heart was pounding. Fu manyun typed a line, "don't mess around, I'll cooperate with you."

"Very good. Miss Fu, I'm not as stupid as Dunde. Don't pretend to be one behind the other. You have to believe that your every move is under my nose."

The threatening text message came again. Fu manyun swallowed his saliva and sent it out with a word.

"I see."

No matter what the reason is, this time, she won't turn to Fu Yunting for help.

Maybe this is also an opportunity.

A chance to let Fu Yunting return to her!

Fu manyun clenched his mobile phone, and a trace of determination flashed in his apricot eyes.

......

The night in Haicheng is so charming.

Sitting in the highest revolving restaurant in Haicheng, overlooking the night view outside, Xia Ling only felt that her heart was very stable.

Romantic music, beautiful flowers, beautiful candlesticks

Fu Yunting wrapped up a whole floor to celebrate today's license.

Unfortunately, she is pregnant and can't drink.

"Husband, let's have a toast on such a beautiful night."

Xia Ling poured Fu Yunting a glass of wine, poured himself a glass of boiled water and looked at Fu Yunting.

"OK."

Fu Yunting took the glass, touched it with Xia Ling and took a sip.

Candlelight flickers, delicious wine and food, accompanied by beautiful women, which makes people intoxicated.

Unfortunately, the beauty is pregnant, he can't add love.

Fu Yunting felt sorry. He helped Xia Ling cut the food and hooked his hook finger at her.

"Why?"

Xia Lingshui's eyes were full and moist. He got up and walked over.

Fu Yunting swept her waist, pressed her on his lap, smelled her fragrance, and the voice was low, "I can't eat, I can only hug you."

Xia Ling chuckled, leaned around his neck and pecked his sexy thin lips.

Fu Yunting's eyes darkened and his voice was low, "seduce me? Wife, are you adding fuel to the fire?"

"Huh? What's your opinion?"

"No. but wife, you have to fight your own fire."

"Hey, Fu Yunting, where do you put my hand?"

"What do you say?"

“......”

Xia Ling's face was red and she was grabbed by someone who was dissatisfied with her desire.

At this time, the phone rang.

Xia Ling hurriedly said, "Fu Yunting, your phone is ringing."

Fu Yunting looked unhappy. He glanced at the phone on the table and saw that it was an assistant who called, or let Xia Ling go.

Xia Ling quickly got up and fled to the other side.

Fu Yunting glanced at her bitterly and took her cell phone to connect.

"John, what's up?"

"Boss, something's wrong. Dunder ran away."