Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

Fu Yixing waved Lan Tingsheng's hand away and walked straight ahead, his eyes were cold and icy, and his aura was overwhelming.

Everyone got out of the way, daring not to block Fu Yixing's path.

Lan Tingsheng stood on the spot and sighed, "Fu Yixing, what you have planted is really powerful!"

"Mr. Fu, are you injured?"

Lu Wanxin stepped forward and stood in front of Fu Yixing, frowned and said worriedly.

Fu Yixing was forced to stop, his eyes were cold.

Lu Wanxin felt cold and stiff, she didn't dare to look directly at Fu Yixing, she always felt that Fu Yixing was going to kill her.

"roll!"

Fu Yixing's long and narrow phoenix eyes were cold and bloodthirsty. If Lu Wanchu didn't want to take revenge himself, how could he let Lu Wanxin live a good life.

He didn't look for her, but she stepped forward. If he wanted to die, he could fulfill her.

Lu Wanxin's face turned pale and subconsciously stepped aside.

Fu Yixing passed her without even looking at her.

Lu Wanxin looked desperate, watching Fu Yixing not knowing where to go, and didn't dare to stop him again.

"Wanxin, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so bad? Did that woman, Sylvia Lin, bully you?"

Jiang Ling went to the bathroom and came back. As soon as he came back, he heard someone talking about what happened just now, and he couldn't stand it any longer.

Sylvia Lin's arrogant woman dared to be so presumptuous at the Pei family banquet. It was simply hateful. If she was here just now, how could it be possible for Sylvia Lin to be so arrogant.

"I'm fine!"

Lu Wanxin lost her soul, and did not care to deal with Jiang Ling's acting again.

"I'm a little uncomfortable, go and rest for a while."

Being scolded by Fu Yixing, Lu Wanxin couldn't bear it, and everyone around seemed to be looking at her with strange eyes, how could she stay.

"I'll go with you, I don't want to stay here anyway."

Lu Wanxin wanted to refuse, but nodded.

Lu Wanchu came out of the bathroom, lowered his head and wiped his palm with a tissue.

Lu Wanchu, who was walking forward, bumped her forehead against something hard. She frowned in pain and raised her head. Before she could see who it was, she was grabbed by her hands and leaned against the wall.

"Fu Yixing, why are you here?"

The familiar breath rushed into the tip of his nose, Lu Wanchu was startled, raised his head to look, met Fu Yixing's handsome face, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes behind the gold-framed glasses were slightly cold.

"You still have contact with Mingling?"

Fu Yixing stood in front of Lu Wanchu, very close to her, and his voice was low and cold.

"What connection? What connection can I have with Mingling?"

Lu Wanchu was stunned for a moment, and almost didn't react.

What connection can she have with Ming Ling? What does this man mean by asking her out of nowhere?

"Did you tell him your identity?"

Fu Yixing couldn't stand the thought of Mingling smiling at Lu Wanchu.

"Why should I tell him?"

Lu Wanchu asked back, puzzled, struggling slightly, "Let go of me before you speak."

Talk, talk, what are you doing so close?

Fu Yixing's eyes locked tightly on Lu Wanchu, and after hearing her rhetorical question, his eyes loosened, "Really?"

"Of course it's true."

Do they know that's not enough? She won't let everyone tell her real identity, won't it be messy by then!

Fu Yixing let go of Lu Wanchu a little, and took a few steps back, but his hand kept holding Lu Wanchu, and he had no intention of letting go.

"What about Qin Shuo? What's your relationship with him?"

At this time, Fu Yixing no longer had his usual precipitation and stability, like a very jealous man.