Chapter 176: Do the math and put it in my account (1)

Chapter 176 Do the math and put it in my account (1)

Fu Juncheng looked indifferent, glanced at him coldly, and snorted nasally.

Although he didn't speak, Yang Qian couldn't bear to be stared at by those dark eyes.

"I really don't blame me for this incident. She was picking trouble on the black market. I didn't even know she belonged to your family..."

The voice of his explanation gradually weakened, "The black market is my territory, and some people came to provoke me. If I let it go, those people outside will think that there is no one in my Yang family."

If he had known that the instigating incident belonged to his family, he would not have dared to send someone to arrest him if he had the guts to do so.

There is a saying that, when the flood flooded the Dragon King Temple, in the end it was our own people.

Fu Juncheng looked away, draped his long legs casually, and brushed the dust off his pants with his slender fingers.

"Now that I know, what are you going to do about it?"

Yang Gan choked, and suddenly felt like a dumb man eating coptis.

He even came to the door in person, how dare he deal with it.

Out of a strong desire to survive, he squeezed out a stiff smile, "Isn't it just a boxing match, if you smash it, you smash it, it doesn't matter."

Fu Juncheng's brows relaxed slightly, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

"Calculate the loss this time and credit it to my account." The voice was clear and full of connivance without a bottom line.

Yang Gan widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

Is he still the decisive and cold-hearted Fu Juncheng he knew?

The corner of his mouth twitched, "Are you serious?"

This doesn't look like a whim, it's a bit like a mutual promise for life.

Fu Juncheng frowned, and reminded in a cold voice, "Pay attention to your wording."

What is play?

He has genuine affection for his little lion from beginning to end.

The sour smell of love hit his face, and Yang Qian held his forehead speechlessly.

After sorting out his wording, he repeated, "Before you didn't allow women to approach you, what's the situation now?"

Fu Juncheng scoffed coldly, "They are not her."

When Gu Qingning was mentioned, a smile appeared on the corner of his red lips, "She's different."

Yang Gan almost had a heart attack.

"..."

He asked him why Mao wanted to talk, and was shown a face of affection abruptly.

"Can you be a little empathetic, I just went through a love shock."

His wife had divorced him. As a friend, he actually showed his affection so cruelly in front of him.

Is he still human?

Fu Juncheng laughed and looked upstairs, "It's been almost a year, why are you making things worse?"

Yang Gan sighed, picked up the cigarette case on the table, and took a cigarette from it.

Lighting, he was smoking a cigarette, looking a little irritable, "The doctor said that Qingqing's hand injury is too serious, and the possibility of healing is very low."

Ye Qing's painting talent is extremely high. If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't have suffered so much. It was because he didn't protect her well.

"Over the past year, including today, Qingqing committed suicide three times, forcing me to divorce her."

Smoke lingered, and the loneliness in his brows could be vaguely seen.

"I made her suffer so much grievance and pain, she should hate me."

But let him let her go, divorce her, no matter which one, he can't do it.

Without her, he couldn't imagine what he would do, his world would collapse.

Fu Juncheng listened quietly, without saying a word.

…

Second floor.

Walking into Ye Qing's room, Gu Qingning was not restrained either.

The clear eyes looked at the room, and a faint scent of aromatherapy permeated the air.

Gu Qingning took a sniff. For her who is good at perfume, she can easily tell that the aromatherapy has added a lot of ingredients to help sleep and concentrate.

Besides, Ye Qing's hoarse voice came.

"Sit whatever you want."

Gu Qingning tilted her head and turned to look at her. Ye Qing was pouring water, still holding the kettle with her bandaged left hand.

And her right hand hung by her side in a stiff posture, never moving.

Noticing this detail, Gu Qingning's eyes darkened slightly.

Her right hand...

Without asking directly, she walked over and sat down on the simple and luxurious sofa.

Ye Qing picked up the cup and put it in front of her, then sat down opposite her.

"Sorry, I only have boiled water in this room."

"Very good." Gu Qingning thanked, picked up the cup, and took a sip of warm water.

Sit facing each other.

Ye Qing looked at the other party carefully, and felt a little familiar.

I seem to have seen it somewhere.

She suddenly remembered that she had seen Gu Qingning's exquisite face on Weibo a while ago, it was so ostentatious that it was hard for people to forget it.

"Are you Gu Zhao's younger sister?"

Her voice is very soft, the kind of weak body.

Gu Qingning raised the end of his eyes, and glanced at her lightly, "You know my third brother?"

Ye Qing smiled, "I've seen it two or three times. Your third brother plays the violin very well. I've seen his Weibo, which contains a photo of you."

She paused.

After a while, she begged in a low voice, "Miss Gu, can you do me a favor?"

Gu Qingning propped her jaw, narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, "Help you get out of here?"

She guessed right.

Ye Qing nodded her head lightly, her black eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her crying red eyes looked at her with pleading.

Gu Qingning scratched his forehead with long fingers, and his eyes were faint.

She just made trouble in the black market, and Yang Gan became so angry. If he took his wife away, would he have to chase her with a knife?

The husband and wife have such a quarrel, could it be that Yang Qian cheated? She thought wildly.

Instead of thinking about it, she directly asked Ye Qing why, "Why do you want to leave here?"

Ye Qing bit her lip, a bit of confusion appeared between her brows and eyes.

Her left hand was clutching the corner of her clothes, her sad eyes could not hide her grief, "I am not from the same world as him, we are not suitable at all."

Gu Qingning is also a novice when it comes to the relationship between men and women.

Hearing Ye Qing's words, she wondered, "Since it's not suitable, why are you two still married?"

Ye Qing shook her head, "The obtaining of the certificate was done by him alone, and I did not agree."

Gu Qingning was stunned and blinked.

Yang Gan forced the marriage.

do you mean this?

A sigh sounded from the opposite side, and Ye Qing continued, "The matter between us is quite complicated, and it's a long story. Now I'm tired, and I don't have the energy to argue with him. I just want to leave here."

Also, leave Yang Gan.

Gu Qingning looked at her looking loveless, and glanced at her right hand.

"Your right hand?"

Ye Qing pulled her lips, mockingly smiled a bit sadly, "It's just what you see, useless."

Gu Qingning had already seen the clue, so she wasn't too surprised.

"Yang Gan has a fiancée who is also his ex-girlfriend. There is a marriage between the two of them that was arranged by their parents. Because of some things, Yang Gan broke up with her, but the two of them have always insisted on this marriage."

Since her hand was injured, she has been trapped here by Yang Gan, and she hasn't seen anyone from the outside world for a long time.

As if she had found someone to confide in, Ye Qing said to herself, "I met Yang Gan after they broke up. There was something wrong with the gallery that night. I stayed late, and Yang Gan was injured and fell at the entrance of the gallery. He I was covered in blood, which scared me."