C68 This Little Girl Doesn't Know the Severity of This Matter

"What if I have to?"

"Then you can try. You can try what the consequences are."

Zhou Rui was already on the verge of erupting with rage. "Are you threatening me?"

Fu Yu An was still decent. "You can understand it that way too."

Zhou Rui angrily cut off the phone. What did Jiang Wenshu just say? To ask him to let her go, a man and a woman, what could they be doing?

In his mind, he suddenly recalled the scene of Jiang Wang Shu together with Fu Yuan. That was his woman, and as long as he took a fancy to her, she would be his woman. How could she betray him?

The more he thought about it, the more furious he became. He punched a nearby wall, causing passersby to jump in fright and dodge him.

Jiang Wenshu took back his cell phone and pulled out his phone number. "What did you all say?"

"He said you were his girlfriend." Fu Yu An pulled her up. "Are you?"

"No, I just said no."

"He's been pestering you?"

Seeing her lower her head in silence, he already had the answer in his heart, so he asked again, "Is it because of him that changed the number? He's been looking for you all this time? "

Jiang Wenshu remained silent.

Fu Yu An was gradually angered, "Why aren't you talking?" "Why didn't you tell me?"

"What's the use of telling you?"

"What's the use?" He laughed angrily, "Then can you handle it alone? "Do you think that if a man used violence against you, he would use force against you …" He weighed her arm. "How long do you think you can last with this little meat?"

Jiang Wangshu recalled the drunken men from that day and shrunk back his arm.

The more he said it, the angrier he got. He felt in his pocket, took out a cigarette, bit into it, couldn't find a lighter, and angrily threw away the cigarette, "You've really grown up now, I don't understand. What did I do to displease you? You want to alienate me like this? When are you going to tell me that you're not even going to tell me about it? Tell me when something happens? Do you know how serious this little girl is? "

Fu Yuan suddenly stood up and kicked the tea table, swearing, "Does he know your home?"

Jiang Wenshu shook his head. "I don't know."

"The reason he moved was to avoid him, right?"

"…"

"Jiang Wenshu, you really are a good boy." He gritted his teeth, and the words popped out between his teeth. He loosened his collar and sat down beside her again, his arms muscled and braced against the sofa, as he had done at the swimming pool, holding her in his arms.

"Do you feel guilty not speaking, or do you not even want to talk to me?"

The faint fragrance in the room suddenly intensified. It was coming from her body, as they were too close together.

He pinched her face and slowly approached, "You want to piss me off? Speak! "

Jiang Wenshu dodged to the side, but his other arm was blocking her. There was nowhere for him to run, so she had no choice but to face him.

"There's nothing to say. I feel that I can handle all of this. There's no need to trouble you with everything."

Was he forcing her to reveal her thoughts?

"Don't you have enough trouble with me?"

"So from now on, I'll try my best to reduce the trouble for you. I can't always be burdened by you."

Look at his face. He was still smiling.

Fu Yu An stared at her as if he didn't see enough. "It's too late. I swore in front of your sister's grave that I would care about you for the rest of your life."

"Can you handle it?"

"It's up to you."

"You can't control it!"

He went along with her hair and seriously said, "If I say you can control it, then you can control it. I can't let you make the wrong choice again. Girls are born to be painful, not hurt."

The gentleness after being oppressed had a strange magic. Her nose felt a little sour, "Then if …"

"If what?"

What if you were the one who hurt me?

If there was something she couldn't say, she would change the subject. "It's nothing, I'm hungry."

When he was full of anger, she said she was hungry. Fu Yu An stood up, wiped his face, and walked to the kitchen with his back to her, not knowing whether his face was one of grief or anger.

He remembered cooking Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs for her. Previously, he only remembered that his cooking skills seemed pretty good, but he never thought that a piece of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs would actually taste so good. Jiang Wenshu was really hungry, and she ate a plate of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs by herself without leaving anything behind.

When Ling Tian returned, Fu Yuan was ready to leave. She was stunned for a moment before calling out to him. Hearing his acknowledgment, she wanted to say something, but she closed the door and left.

"Jiang Jiang, why is big brother here?" He then looked at the room that had been cleaned up and smiled evilly, "I told you that my brother spoke too loudly yesterday because he was too worried. Look, didn't he just become a free nanny today?"

"I'm a little tired."

"What's wrong? "What are you tired of?"

Jiang Wenshu lay on the sofa as he mumbled to himself. He didn't know whether it was to Ling or to himself, "Tell me, what do you think of me?"

"Who?" "Big brother?"

She closed her eyes and let out a long sigh.

It wasn't difficult for Zhou Rui to find Fu Yuan. Jia Lan company was famous outside the company, and the two bosses of the company. He wasn't the one that appeared the most in the public eye, but the news about him never ended.

Oh, Big Boss!

He sat on a bench outside the front door of the company and watched as white-collar workers came in and out, coffee in hand or paperwork in their arms, work tags around their necks, in twos and threes, almost as described in the job advertisements.

He lowered the brim of his hat to shield his eyes from the sun. His heart was not only filled with hatred, but also a bit of unwillingness to be betrayed.

He had saved her from those men's insults by saving her from Jiang Wenshu. However, she was not grateful. Instead, she carried him on her back while she stayed with other men. She changed her cell phone number, and even moved out to avoid him.

But she had done so much, why didn't she think about it? Could she hide? A monk can run but he can't run from the temple. It's the same no matter where he goes.

But before that, he had to solve the problem of Yu An.

The person he took a fancy to must be his, no one can steal it from him!

The temperature was thirty-three degrees today, and there was almost no one outside. He was sitting alone on the bench, blowing cold coffee, and occasionally a few passers-by would notice him sitting still, unafraid of the heat. It was strange, but no one would question him.

He sat for a long time, waiting, and finally saw a car coming. He recognized the car, and he recognized the person who got out of the car. He spoke seriously to the secretary next to him as if he was looking at him, and he quickly lowered his head, catching a glimpse of him entering the building before looking up again.

Fu Yuan stopped after entering and thought about the person on the bench. He seemed to be deep in thought.

"Director Fu, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

He took the pen and signed the contract Wen Te handed him. Once he got on the elevator, he remembered to ask, "Has anyone from the design company been here before?"