Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

Lu Jianfeng sat aside and said casually, "It's just an irrelevant person, and it's worth your attention. You should learn from your sister."

Lu Jianfeng mentioned that the dead Lu Wanchu made Lu Wanxin very uncomfortable, "Dad, she has been dead for a long time."

"Of course I know, that's why I remind you again and again."

Lu Jianfeng smiled faintly, but he didn't seem to have any regrets because of Lu Wanchu's death.

Lu Wanxin gritted her teeth hard, she knew that Lu Jianfeng's proudest daughter was still Lu Wanchu, but because Lu Wanchu didn't listen to him, he wanted a daughter who listened to his own words, so he helped her back then. Lu Wanchu was eradicated.

Her father has no other skills, but his vicious heart is exactly the same as his own, and he will do anything to achieve his goals.

"That woman, I will never let her go."

She would not let anyone who offended her, but she was a woman who climbed up to Young Master Qin, she should be damned.

Lu Wanxin's eyes fell on the teacup beside her, and she had an idea in her heart.

Lu Wanchu stood at the door, with a wicked hatred in her eyes, and her five fingers marked the wall.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist, and Lu Wanchu turned around and didn't see who it was, and was taken into the lounge next door.

There was a faint scent of sandalwood in the huge lounge, and the whole lounge was very quiet, with only two shallow breaths that seemed to be absent.

Lu Wanchu's hands were clenched tightly, and the familiar smell was on the tip of her nose.

The tall shadow shrouded her, Fu Yixing looked at the person trapped in front of him, lowered his head to look at Lu Wanchu, those sharp phoenix eyes fell on her cheeks, and remained silent for a long time.

"Mr. Fu, let me go."

Lu Wanchu wanted to withdraw his hand, but Fu Yixing didn't let it go. Instead, he tried harder, as if he was afraid that Lu Wanchu would run away.

Fu Yixing kept silent, just stared at her like this.

The atmosphere became weird and ambiguous, Lu Wanchu couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, and always felt that Fu Yixing was a little strange at this time.

"Lu Wanchu..."

Some gnashing voices echoed in Lu Wanchu's ears.

"Um?!"

Lu Wanchu subconsciously agreed, "Mr. Fu, let's talk about what you have to say. Let me go first."

What the hell is this man going to do, it hurts to death when he catches her.

"Lu Wanchu."

The deep and mellow voice carried a deep meaning of unknown meaning.

Lu Wanchu, a man like Fu Yixing, had never seen through him, even when he let her go, she never saw through him.

"Mr. Fu, I heard you, you don't have to keep calling me."

Lu Wanchu raised her head and glared at Fu Yixing, her eyes were very dissatisfied.

"Lu Wanchu, which one of your words is true and which one is false?"

Fu Yixing approached Lu Wanchu, his eyes behind the gold-framed glasses were cold and without the slightest temperature, and the entire lounge dropped a few degrees in an instant.

"Mr. Fu, I don't know what you're talking about. Which of my words is not true?"

Lu Wanchu took a step back, but he had no choice but to lean against the wall. His aura was too aggressive to be ignored.

"Ha ha……"

The low, sarcastic voice was unintelligible.

Lu Wanchu frowned slightly, her chin was suddenly pinched and lifted, forcing her to look at him.

"Why didn't you say that your name was Lu Wanchu that day? What exactly did you and Sylvia Lin take away together? What are you hiding from me?"

Fu Yixing kept asking Lu Wanchu some more questions.

Lu Wanchu's eyes were full of panic, and she forced a smile.