Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

She knew that Fu Yixing had a very serious habit of cleanliness. It was so messy here that Fu Yixing must not be used to it, so it would be better if he went back.

Fu Yixing's eyes behind the gold-framed glasses were indifferent, and his long, slender, straight legs moved towards Lu Wanchu, "It's still early, I'll accompany you to take a look."

Lu Wanchu, "..."

No, thank you very much.

Lu Wanchu didn't say these words. He glanced at Fu Yixing, then withdrew his gaze and walked towards the alley with Ah Li.

The alley and alley leading to Ah Li's house is not too narrow, because the ground is a little uneven, and the trash can is placed around the corner. In the darkness, there is a faint strange smell in the air.

Fu Yixing's face became more and more unsightly as he went inside.

When Lu Wanchu looked back, Fu Yixing pretended to be calm again, as if he didn't seem to be disgusted.

She secretly laughed, staring at him, the corners of her lips slightly hooked.

This man looks so good looking.

The alley is a bit long, and there are several bends in it, and it gets darker as you go inside.

On the top of the wall, a black cat jumped down.

Lu Wanchu and A Li only felt a shadow jump down, and subconsciously stepped back.

Fu Yixing stepped forward and hugged Lu Wanchu's waist, "Be careful."

Lu Wanchu's waist was hot, she looked back at Fu Yixing, and hummed softly.

The black cat looked back at a few people, and raised his feet proudly to leave.

"There are a lot of stray cats here."

A Li smiled embarrassedly and continued to walk forward.

Two rows of houses appeared in the alley and alley. A Li stopped in front of a bungalow, his eyes were red, and he suppressed his emotions.

There is no light in the bungalow. Perhaps there is no occupant, or it may be that the people in the house have already slept.

Standing behind A Li, Lu Wanchu reached out and patted A Li on the shoulder, comforting silently.

A Li turned back and forced a smile, "Maybe, my dad has moved out."

In the quiet alley and alley, A Li's voice gradually dissipated.

Lu Wanchu looked up, "Why don't we go back first and ask again tomorrow."

A Li looked at the door of his house, finally nodded, and was about to turn around when a familiar coughing sound came from inside the house.

A centrifugal tensed, took a few steps forward in disbelief, stretched out his hand to knock on the door, and lowered his hand in fear.

"Dad definitely doesn't want to see me."

A Li clenched his hands, very nervous, raised his feet and walked towards Lu Wanchu again.

Lu Wanchu frowned, passed A Li, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

A slightly sleepy voice sounded, followed by a few more coughs.

A middle-aged man in the house put on his clothes and opened the door. His eyes fell on the three people at the door. When he saw Ah Li, the middle-aged man's expression changed and his face sank.

A Li saw his father at a glance, but he hasn't seen him for a few years. He has experienced many vicissitudes, and his eyes are full of wrinkles.

The moment he saw her, his father was obviously unhappy.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to see you."

A Li lowered his head, retracted his gaze, and turned around in disappointment.

Father Duan coughed hard, trying to speak because he was temporarily unable to speak because he was sick and coughed.

A Li was very worried, he turned around and stopped, and quickly stepped forward to pat Duan's father on the chest, "Dad, why are you sick, have you taken medicine?"

Father Duan raised his head coldly to look at A Li and stopped coughing, "I thought you would never come back in your life, so what are you doing now?"

Father Duan was still hating, but it wasn't A Li who hated him, but himself.

After learning that she didn't know where to go, he went to Shen's house to make trouble, but unfortunately he returned without success.