Friday afternoon.

Qin Anan received a call from Mrs. Zhang.

"Madam, sir, come back tonight, you should come back too!"

Qin Anan has been living with her mother since Fu Shiting forced her to have an abortion last time.

"Okay, there should be a break between me and him." Qin Anan hung up the phone and set off for Fu's house.

Seven in the evening.

Fu Shiting's flight arrived at the airport.

Escorted by bodyguards, he got into a black Rolls-Royce.

After he was seated, he realized that Tang Qian was sitting inside.

"Shi Ting, how's my new hairstyle?" Tang Qian was wearing a pink princess dress, her fingers brushed the hair beside her ears, and she gave him a charming and charming smile.

Tang Qian deliberately waited for him in the car in order to surprise him.

After Fu Shiting's deep eyes took a quick look at Tang Qian, the peace on his face disappeared.

The muscles of his whole body were tense, his face was like frost, and the low air pressure spread in the carriage.

Tang Qian felt uneasy when she saw his mood changes.

"Shi Ting, what's the matter? Do you think my hairstyle doesn't look good, or my dress doesn't look good..." Tang Qian's eyes were nervous and her tone was vibrato.

With a 'pop', her face was slapped hard!

Her body was slammed into the car door.

"Scissors!" Fu Shiting clenched his fists tightly and bit out these two words.

Outside the car door, the bodyguard received an order and immediately ran to buy scissors.

Tang Qian huddled in the car seat, covering her hot cheeks with her hands, and the corners of her mouth smelled of blood.

She was stunned.

Completely bewildered.

She stayed by Fu Shiting's side for ten years. In the past ten years, she had never made Fu Shiting so angry.

Qin Anan!

It's all Qin An'an's idea!

"Shiting! Listen to my explanation! Qin Anan asked me to wear this skirt and cut this hairstyle! Qin Anan wanted to make you angry, not me!" Tang Qian cried and grabbed Fu Shiting's arm with tears in her eyes Explain to him.

The bodyguard bought the scissors back.

Fu Shiting ordered coldly, "Cut off her hair! And a skirt!"

Tang Qian's body shook violently, and the light in her eyes faded a little...

How did this hairstyle and princess dress provoke him?

She couldn't understand.

But why does Qin Anan understand?

The bodyguard dragged Tang Qian out of the car and closed the door.

Fu Shiting's thin lips parted lightly: "Drive."

......

Qin Anan has been waiting in the living room after dinner.

She has already packed her luggage.

Just wait for Fu Shiting to come back and negotiate with him about the divorce.

Around eight o'clock in the evening, Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the front yard.

Sister Zhang strode out to meet her.

Qin Anan glanced outside nervously.

The cold wind of the autumn night cast a bleak coldness on the outside scenery.

Fu Shiting sat in a wheelchair and was pushed to the living room by the bodyguard.

He was still wearing a black shirt and black slacks, with a cold feeling of being a thousand miles away.

"Fu Shiting, when are we going to divorce?" Qin Anan gathered up his courage and spoke to him.

Fu Shiting raised his eyes and looked at her: "Divorce?" JrNovels.com