Chapter 132

"It seems that Fu Siming really cares about you."

"What do you mean?"

Wen Ziqi showed her the picture and said, "it's the first time I've seen him so nervous. It seems that your move is really right. "

Although Qiao Anran doesn't want to be locked up here by Wen Ziqi, she doesn't want to be taken back by Fu Siming.

Subconsciously, she ran upstairs and hid in the room where she had just woke up.

She doesn't want to face that man now, let alone go back with him.

Seeing her reaction, Wen Ziqi showed an unidentified smile on his face and clicked on the voice call.

"Why is Mr. Fu free to come to me today?"

"Open the door." Fu Siming just said something faintly.

"I personally don't welcome Mr. Fu."

"Dye Joanne to me."

"Joan? Did I hear you right? "

Wen Ziqi giggled, "don't you think it's strange that President Fu's wife is missing, but she came to me for it?"

"I repeat, open the door."

Fu Siming's voice became more and more low, almost gnashing his teeth.

"Well, well, let you in. Why are you angry?" Wen Ziqi opened the door with a smile.

Fu Siming went into the house and looked around. He didn't see the woman.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Fu?"

"I'll take her."

Without a name, everyone knows who the "she" is.

But Wen Ziqi deliberately asked, "is she? Who are you talking about? "

With a cold face, Fu Siming pushed away the man in front of him, "I'll pick up my wife home."

Qiao Anran heard this sentence upstairs and clenched her fingers. She was very confused, but she was sure that she would not go back with Fu Siming.

Accidentally touched the ring on the ring finger of her right hand. She looked down at the ring and her nose was sour.

The ring was given to her by him at the church in nice.

He asked her if she would accept the ring.

It was in that church, a sacred place, that Fu Siming gave her a wedding.

It was after she lost her memory that he gave her a new remembrance.

But now, the ring on the ring finger is so ironic that it's just a scam.

In fact, at that time, he didn't want to give her another one because he lost the ring, but he knew she wasn't Joan dye, but he had to deceive her into wearing the ring and becoming his wife.

It's all fake. This ring, this wedding, this identity, and even Fu Siming are not hers!

"Mr. Fu, if you really want to take someone away, it depends on whether that person is willing or not?"

"What do you mean?"

"It means that if she wants to go with you, I won't stop her. As long as you have the ability to take her, my door will be open for you. But if she doesn't want to, I can't help it. It's not a gentleman's job to force people to be difficult, let alone a woman. Will it be too impolite? "

Fu Siming glanced at him without saying anything. After confirming that there was no trace of Joan dye downstairs, he went straight upstairs.

Wenziqi wants to follow up, but Anjie blocks his way.

"What do you mean? This is my home. " Wen Ziqi pushed away each other's hands.

Anjie stood in front of him again and said, "this is kidnapping."

"Such a big hat can't be buckled. I invited her as a guest. How can I say it's kidnapping?" Wen Ziqi sophisticated.

……

As soon as Fu Siming came to the entrance of the stairs, he saw Qiao Anran coming out of a room with a bloodless face. He looked tired and embarrassed.

"Come home with me."

The compulsion in his tone was beyond doubt and could not be opposed by her.

He reached out to pull her. She dodged aside. Qiao Anran just kept shaking her head: "I don't want to go. Even if I leave here, I won't go with you. I don't want to stay with you. "

Fu Siming's face immediately sank.

He came out to find her for fear that she might be in danger. But she said she didn't want to go with him or stay with him.

Who is Wen Ziqi? Would she rather stay with wenziba than go home with him?

"Stop it, Ranran. Come home with me."

Under the last sullen color, the man's tone can't hear good or bad.

"I said I wouldn't go with you!"

Qiao Anran stepped back two steps, opened the distance between himself and Fu Siming, lowered his eyes and said, "let me go."

Fu Siming's face sank again for a few minutes, but he still didn't attack. Holding his anger in his heart, he took two steps forward, firmly grasped Qiao Anran's wrist and said to her, "listen, don't argue with outsiders about things between our husband and wife. Come home with me and we'll talk. "

"Let go!"

Qiao Anran was so determined that she didn't want to go with him. She tried her best to get rid of him. Holding her red wrist, she angrily said, "Fu Siming, no one can force me to do what I don't want!"

"I'd like to try."

With that, he picked her up and bound her with great strength, so that she couldn't break free.

She went downstairs with her in her arms, but she was restless and struggled desperately in his arms.

If she was taken away by Fu Siming and had to live the same life as before she escaped, she would rather be here with Wen Ziqi.

Wen Ziqi leaned against the handrail of the stairs and looked at Fu Siming holding the woman downstairs with a smile.

He chuckled and said, "President Fu really doesn't know how to pity his wife. She has already indicated that she doesn't want to go with you, and you can't keep it. "

Fu Siming gave him a cold look and slowly said, "this is my housework. It has nothing to do with you."

But wenziqi still had a frivolous face, smiled and said, "it's no wonder Ranran refused to go back with you. Why don't you learn from me and be gentle with women. "

"Get out of the way." Fu Siming gave him a hard look, his eyes full of hostility and anger.

Wen Ziqi spread his hands and gave way to one side indifferently.

"Ranran is not what you can call."

Despite the resistance of the struggling man in his arms, Fu Siming forcibly took her out of Wen Ziqi's villa.

Anjie opened the door. The man threw Joan dye into the back seat first, and then got on the bus by himself.

Seeing Qiao Anran reach out to open the door, Fu Siming imprisons her.

"Drive!"

Anjie immediately started the car and drove away with them.

"Fu Siming, let me go!"

Qiao Anran struggled desperately, but the man was cold and didn't respond.

Later, she gradually realized that it was hard, so she tried to soften her tone, looked at him wrongly and said, "it hurts..."

As soon as Fu Siming listened to her words, his eyes warmed, released his imprisoned hand and asked, "where does it hurt?"

However, the next moment, the woman pushed him away——

"I want to get off!"

The expression on her face immediately changed. Just now she was still in pain. At this moment, her face was cold and her eyes were filled with hate.

"I told you to stop!" Joan ran couldn't help raising the volume.

Anjie looked embarrassed and looked at President Fu's expression in the rearview mirror.

The man's face turned blue and his expression was terrible. Without his permission, Anjie didn't dare to stop.

I see that President Fu is really angry this time.

"If you don't stop, I'll jump!"

Then she went to open the door. There was only one thought in her heart. She wanted to run away anyway. She didn't want to go back to Fu Siming and return to the "home" full of lies.

Once, her home was an orphanage, and her family was the group of people who grew up with her in the orphanage.

But later, there was another Gu Nancheng. Since then, she has always believed that they will be together and have a home belonging to each other.

But now all this is impossible

Anjie was quick eyed and quick in hand. Before Qiao Anran opened the door, he pressed the lock and locked all the doors and windows.

Qiao Anran tried to open it several times, but she couldn't open it. Finally, she had to give up, closed her eyes heavily, and two lines of tears fell down.

This time, she can only accept her life, can't she?

Seeing her desperate eyes, Fu Siming's anger rushed up again.

Is it so hard for her to stay with him?

She would rather stay with Wen Ziqi than go back with him.

The man clasped her waist and approached her slowly. Qiao Anran could even feel his warm breath spraying on her face. Although she resisted, she had no strength to push him away, but she just didn't look at him at the beginning.

His voice was somewhat dumb and asked her, "when are you going to make trouble?"

What?

Don't you think this word is ridiculous.

"Do you think I'm making trouble? These are just trouble in your eyes? Fu Siming, I tell you, I'm not making trouble with you. I hate you now! "

I hate him so much. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't be so painful.

"I don't want to have anything to do with you. Even if it's impossible for me and brother Nancheng, I won't stay with you anymore!"