Nine p.m.

The autumn wind swayed, and the leaves that fell on the ground were wrapped around, bringing out the rustling sound on the ground.

Qin Anan got out of the taxi, and a chill made her wince.

Carrying her bag, she quickly walked towards the door of Fu's house.

In the dark night, she wore a red suspender dress, which was sexy and charming.

When she goes out in the morning, she wears a normal shirt and slacks.

Thinking that she deliberately dressed like this to please other men, Fu Shiting's fingers clenched tightly.

When Qin Anan went to the entrance to change his shoes, only then did he find Fu Shiting sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The black shirt he was wearing today looked more cold and gloomy.

His expression was as cold and indifferent as ever, and she didn't dare to look at it any more.

After changing her shoes, she was wondering whether to say hello to him.

After all, he gave her a pack of papers in the morning.

She walked nervously to the living room and glanced in his direction.

The atmosphere was a little different tonight. Usually when she came back, Sister Zhang would come out to greet her.

Isn't Mrs. Zhang at home today?

She secretly took a deep breath, her heart beating like a drum, and finally decided not to say hello to him.

"Come here." His voice came cold.

Because she knew that there was no one else in the living room but the two of them, she couldn't even pretend to be stupid.

"What?" She stopped and looked at him with Xingmu.

"I asked you to come here." His tone was terrifyingly suppressed.

Her heartstrings were tense, and her body involuntarily walked towards him.

She didn't dare to disobey his orders at all, even if he was in a wheelchair now, the threat to her was not that big at all.

She walked over to him, looked at his handsome and solemn face, and took a breath: "What are you looking for from me? Is it possible to get a divorce?"

Her voice settled, and his brows furrowed.

He smelled a faint smell of wine, which was emanating from her.

She drank.

He raised his eyes suddenly, the disgust in his eyes no longer concealed.

His big palm grabbed her slender wrist and said word by word, "Going to accompany the wine? Did you have a good time?"

Qin Anan felt that his wrist bone was about to be crushed by him, and he wanted to pull his hand back, but he couldn't move at all.

"Fu Shiting, let go! You hurt me!" Qin Anan's eyes were red with pain, and the more she struggled, the harder he tried.

He seemed to deliberately want to make her hurt and make her cry.

"I asked if you had a good time, answer!" He looked at her little face wrinkled in pain, the more he looked, the more angry he became.

"What are you playing? I don't know what you're talking about!" Qin Anan gave up struggling, two lines of hot tears fell from his cheeks, and the first sentence he just said suddenly jumped out of his mind, "Fu Shiting, I don't have a drink, I don't Have!"

There were tears and fear in her eyes.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the next second, he pulled her body into his arms.

She said that she didn't have wine to accompany her, but he clearly smelled alcohol on her.

The tip of his cool nose fell on her neck.

Her skin was delicate and soft, with a warm milky scent.

strangeness.

There was no smell of alcohol on her body.

Qin Anan didn't dare to move, the tip of his nose tickled her a little, feeling like he was scratching her on purpose.

She leaned against his broad chest, nervously forgetting to breathe and her heartbeat.

Fortunately, he did not continue to treat her rudely.

The wrist was released, but the pain was not relieved much. Qin Anan felt resentful at the thought of being treated like this.

She knew that his legs were not in good condition, and he probably didn't have the perception of a normal person, so her hand landed on his trousers and pinched it hard.

If she dared to do so, she was ready to suffer the consequences.

It's just that he didn't seem to notice that she pinched his thigh just now.

His face was lifted from her neck, and his emotions were unpredictable in his eyes as deep as ink.

"Your clothes smell like other men's alcohol. Did you take it off, or should I take it off for you?" The hoarse voice had an unstoppable force.

Qin Anan was stunned.

Does her clothes smell like other men's alcohol?

and many more......

Did he ask her to undress?

Take off now?

She came back to her senses and pushed his chest with both hands, trying to escape.

He didn't give her any chance to escape at all, and held her tightly in his arms.

'His' sound!

She was picked up, and at the same time, her clothes were brutally torn!

"Ah!" Without the protection of her clothes, the skin on her back was cold, and the blood in her body was boiling. She was extremely angry, "Fu Shiting, you lunatic!"

He lifted her to the side of the sofa and glanced coldly at her exposed shoulders and back, "Remember who you are now, Mrs. Fu!"

Qin An'an held the high-end dress torn up by him, and there were tears in her eyes.

Tonight's entertainment was arranged by the vice president.

The skirt is also arranged by the vice president.

The two presidents really wanted to drink her, and she found a reason, but she couldn't shirk.

So she simply turned her face and left from the wine bureau.

She is pregnant now and can't touch alcohol.

It is impossible for her to accompany drinks outside.

"Fu Shiting, I don't care about doing Mrs. Fu at all, don't ask me with your standards!" She pushed her messy long hair behind her ears, stood up from the sofa with her clothes in her arms, and said excitedly, "You really make me People hate it!"

Under normal circumstances, she would not tear herself apart with others.

It was Fu Shiting who bullied her again and again that made her unable to control her broken emotions.

She went back to the room and slammed the door loudly.

On Fu Shiting's icy face, a brief emotional fluctuation flashed.

Just now, his emotions were out of control.

He waited all afternoon today, thinking she would come and beg him.

But she didn't have it.

Not only did she not come to beg him, but she also ran to accompany other men.

The anger that had accumulated for a day broke out.

Even if she didn't say that she hated him, he knew that in her heart, he was definitely more terrifying than the devil.

The phone screen lights up.

He picked up his phone and saw the message from Zhou Ziyi: Mr. Fu, is Miss Qin home safely? I went out for a drink with Mr. Sheng and happened to meet Miss Qin. She broke up with those two old things, and came out of the private room without food.

Fu Shiting's face darkened a bit.

Even if she didn't drink with the two old men, it was wrong for him to go to the appointment.

You shouldn't wear such revealing clothes to go to an appointment.

......

The door was knocked.

Qin Anan walked to the door and opened the door.

"Madam, sir, asked me to bring you something to eat. I didn't know what you wanted to eat, so I cooked a bowl of noodles for you."

Sister Zhang brought the noodles to the table.

Qin Anan just finished taking a shower, and then forced herself to forget what Fu Shiting, the bastard, did tonight.

"What does he mean?" She looked at the noodles warily.

Although very hungry, but dare not eat.

"Mr. should regret being so cruel to you just now. I see that after you returned to the room, he was not in a good mood." Sister Zhang picked up the red dress from the bed, "How about I take it to mend it?"

Qin An'an: "No need to mend it. This dress is borrowed. Take the tag to him."

Sister Zhang: "Oh..."

Qin An'an took a deep breath and sat down in the chair with a hoarse voice: "I have no money to pay."

Sister-in-law Zhang: "Okay. You eat noodles and go to bed earlier. Tomorrow, the old lady will be discharged from the hospital, and the husband should take you to the old house." JrNovels.com