"Pa!" A crisp sound broke the beautiful atmosphere just rising in the car.
"Get out of here!"
Zhao Qiqing's eyes were red. She stretched out her hand to wipe the humidity from her lips. She leaned close to the door and shouted angrily.
Fu xishen was caught off guard and slapped. He was angry. He looked straight at Zhao Qiqing and his face was uncertain.
Coupled with the not very bright lights in the parking lot, the mood on your face is even more elusive.
But the meaning of not getting off is very clear.
Because at this time, Fu xishen had leaned forward and clasped her wrist in spite of Zhao Qiqing's resistance.
"Fu xishen! Let go!"
"You haven't answered the question I asked you."
Fu xishen asked coldly without any fluctuation in his tone.
Everyone who knows him knows that he is already on the edge of anger.
Let alone Zhao Qiqing, who has served Fu xishen for so many years.
It's just that Zhao Qiqing is not the one who obeyed Fu xishen's orders before, especially to other people's fiance!
"Oh." Zhao Qiqing snorted coldly, deliberately ignoring Fu xishen's suddenly sinking face.
"President Fu is really fraternal. Why? Miss an has finished handling it. Now I remember my side?"
She didn't forget that Fu xishen and Anning were talking. They were both going to try on the wedding dress. Marriage was not a certainty.
Why bother her?
Is it difficult to tell her that this is to give every woman a home?
Thinking of the relationship between Anlin and Zhao Qiqing, she suddenly felt that she was a joke!
Thanks to her previous trust in Fu xishen, she left some important things to Fu xishen to do.
"Can't you talk well?"
Fu xishen frowned again, obviously suppressing his anger.
If Zhao Qiqing could not see the pain hidden under the appearance of indifference and alienation, he might really be out of control.
He took a deep breath, and when he spoke again, his tone had returned to its original calm and low.
Almost all his life's patience was spent on the wronged woman in front of him.
"Have you forgotten what I told you before? Marrying Anning is just an expedient measure."
Mrs. an's car accident caught her off guard and broke the plan that had not been fully prepared.
Otherwise, how could he marry Anning.
"You mean...?"
Hearing Fu xishen's words, Zhao Qiqing involuntarily stretched out her tongue and sipped her lips.
This is her habitual small action when thinking about problems, so that she didn't notice Fu xishen's suddenly deep eyes.
The content of Zhao Qiqing's letter to Fu xishen is always a big one, recording the daily life of running water.
But this has become a Wang Qingquan in Fu Xi's deep and barren emotional experience. When he suffered those... The only spiritual food.
"You just need to know that you are the only wife in Fu xishen's heart."
At the thought of this, Fu xishen stepped up his efforts again, his eyes were burning, and almost burned Zhao Qiqing's whole body.
Zhao Qiqing's body shrank inevitably, and her thin lips pursed again.
Her long, warped eyelashes covered her thoughts.
She is not a fool. After Fu xishen's reminder, she also knows that she has lost her mind for a moment and forgot Fu xishen's long planned plan.
But she clearly received the news from Anning that day.
Inside, there was a recording of the dialogue between the old lady and Fu xishen. Both inside and outside were blessings for them.
After five years in the Fu family, how did the old lady treat her and how could she forget it? That's why she believed that Fu xishen really wanted to get married.
But now I want to come
Peace, are you really going to kill me?
"Who is your wife? I'm afraid Mr. Fu has forgotten that I'm your ex-wife?"
Zhao Qiqing, who has figured it out, has a red cheek and is a little uncomfortable.
This sentence was originally intended to ease his embarrassment. He didn't want to. Then Fu xishen said, "if you want to remarry now, you can remarry at any time."
"You, what nonsense are you talking about! Who said he was going to marry you."
Zhao Qiqing was so frightened by Fu xishen's serious attitude that she almost bit off her tongue. At the same time, she quickly pulled her hand back and didn't want to discuss this topic with Fu xishen again.
"I'm not talking nonsense, you know." Fu xishen said.
"OK, I know." Zhao Qiqing hurried back and ended the topic.
"What's your plan for Anning?"
Although she knew that these were all Fu xishen's plans, she was also very responsive in her heart.
Especially after knowing that Anning peeped into her diary.
"I can't tell you for the time being." Hearing Zhao Qiqing's question, Fu xishen also looked positive.
After a pause, he promised Zhao Qiqing, "Qiangwei group will pay its due price for his actions."
Although Fu xishen is less than 30 years old, his aura has already surpassed the veteran who has worked hard in the mall for many years.
A look, an action, a word, all reveal the momentum of looking down at the world.
This momentum is innate, as if born to be favored by heaven and man.
What he has achieved now is just the result of polishing the day after tomorrow.
Zhao Qiqing has to admit that some people are so blessed, otherwise she wouldn't have caught a glimpse of Hong and fell deeply into it.
Shook his head and pressed down those untimely thoughts.
Zhao Qiqing leaned over and handed him his mobile phone. "This is the message sent to me before Anning. I believed her message before and thought you were..."
Zhao Qiqing coughed and seemed guilty.
Seeing that Fu xishen's look had not changed, he then said:
"Now it seems that she is very inductive. You should be careful. She is not a kind person."
After Zhao Qiqing finished this sentence, she suddenly felt relaxed. It seemed that she had put down a stone weighing a thousand kilograms.
She was finally able to look squarely at her heart and exclude peace from her friends.
"I'll pay attention." Fu xishen's eyes were deep, and finally pretended not to see Zhao Qiqing's mind.
I feel more and more that the speed of the plan still needs to be accelerated.
"Then you... Get off now?" Zhao Qiqing asked tentatively.
Since you want to play, you have to do the whole set, right? We have to let Anlin's old fox relax his vigilance.
"No hurry." Fu xishen said calmly, looking at Zhao Qiqing with deep and deep eyes and questioning:
"You still didn't answer my question."
"What?" Zhao Qiqing really doesn't know what Fu xishen is talking about.
Fu xishen slightly lowered his head and pointed to the medicine placed by Zhao Qiqing at his feet.
Zhao Qiqing said "ah" and remembered.