Looking at the sullen expression in Fu Siming's eyes, Qiao Anxiao gave a fake smile as he looked at the corner of his mouth. He came again and again. This man's temper is truly …

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu. I was rude. "That's true, what right do I have to talk to you like that?"

It was all her fault. She deserved to be married to him.

After staring at the woman for a long time, he finally said, "Go back."

With that, he turned and left.

Joanna frowned. She thought he was going to continue to humiliate her …

When he reached the door, he stopped. "Remember what I told you."

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

After all, it was for his own benefit.

But with her previously unclear relationship with Wen Ziwei, even if she did know of Wen Ziqi's offer, would Fu Siming really believe what she said?

Perhaps, he was just testing her again.

It was almost noon. Johann had changed his clothes and was about to leave when he saw Fu Siming's car parked outside the door.

She was about to walk away when she saw the window slowly being rolled down. "Get in," he said to her in a neutral tone.

"No need, I'll just take a taxi." Qiao Anxiao did not want to be in the same car with him. He had nothing to say and felt awkward.

"I'll say it again, get in the car." A cold light flashed through his eyes.

Even if Qiao Anjiao was unwilling, if she offended him thoroughly, then what she wanted would be completely hopeless.

She got in the car and slammed the door. You can't vent your anger on people, but you can at least vent your anger on his car, right?

The atmosphere in the car was cold and quiet, and she was glad that he didn't want to talk to her.

"Mister Fu, should I send you to the company first or Madam should I send you home first?"

The driver had just finished asking this question when he felt a chill run down his spine. He thought to himself: Did he ask something wrong? There was a subtle change in Joanna's expression, so he let her get in the car to see her home.

His expression grew colder and colder. "Stop the car," he said to the driver.

The driver immediately found a place to park. Qiao Anxiao was at a loss. He did not know what Fu Siming wanted.

"Get out." Fu Siming coldly said as he looked forward.

"…" Johann was completely speechless. He really didn't understand Fu Siming. He was the one who wanted her to get on the carriage, and now he wanted her to get off again. Was he trying to tease her?

"Get off!"

Qiao Anxian glared at him. This fellow was having a fit again!

Get out of the car as soon as you get out, asshole! She didn't want to sit in the same car with him anymore!

The woman got out of the car and slammed the door.

She had just steadied herself when the car swung away, giving her a mouthful of ash and exhaust.

"No, you bastard!"

He had left her by the roadside like this, not a single bit of a gentleman. He must have been blind to marry a man of no character. He must have been blind in the past to have married Fu Siming!

The woman stood by the roadside and waited for half an hour before she called a taxi. When she arrived at the Qiao family residence, it was almost one o'clock.

Just as she got off the car, she saw a dignified middle-aged woman standing in front of the Qiao family's gate, looking forward to it.

When the woman saw her, she immediately went to greet her.

"Dye, you're finally back …" Jia Mei hugged her tightly and began to cry.

"…" Qiao Anzhi's entire body was uncomfortable. He did not know what to say and just let her hug him.

"Hungry? Dye? Look at me... I've made you something you like. "

She pulled Joanna to the table and sat her down, letting the servants go down to help her with the dishes.

"I think I'll go see my dad first." Qiao Anxiao wanted to get up as he spoke, but his mother held his hand. Seeing that he had something to say, she sat back down and said, "Mom, if you have something to say, just say it."

"Dyeing, do you still remember the will left by the old man? Is the will still in your possession? "

Wills... Hearing these two words, the woman frowned. It's a will again! What was this old man's will? What does it have to do with her?

"I don't understand."

"Have you forgotten? The will left behind by the Old Master states that the inheritance of half of the Fu Group's shares will be left to you and Fu Siming's future children! "Now, as long as you give Fu Siming a child, he will temporarily be able to use the inheritance, and the Qiao Family will be saved!"

"What, have a child?!"