Qi Cheng's face was full of pain, as if he was really upset and in pain over this matter.
Shen Nian's frail figure stood in the mourning hall. Her face was frighteningly white and her face was as calm as water, but her heart was bleeding and shedding tears. There was nothing more humiliating than her biological mother betraying her. She eats her bones and burns her heart.
Blue Bay Villa
Fu Hanye took a bath for a long time and felt a sharp sting in his temples. After he finished taking a bath, he wrapped himself in a towel and walked out of the bathroom.
A strong cold fragrance suddenly came to the tip of my nose.
Since he came in, a furnace of incense has been burned in the room. Seeing him come out, Qiao Anan quickly greeted him:
"Brother Hanye, you've finished washing."
Fu Hanye stood there, rubbing his brow bones with his fingertips, feeling exhausted all over.
What penetrated the ears was the clear and soft voice of the host:
"It is time for our entertainment report. Shen Nian, the ex-wife of the president of the Fu Group, was besieged by Hai Jing's fans because she was suspected of committing suicide by Ms. Hai Jing, the manager of the traffic queen Qiao An'an. Shen Nian was strongly requested by tens of millions of fans to go The mourning hall apologized to Ms. Haijing. Haijing's brother Haiqing rushed back from abroad and took out Haijing's last words before she committed suicide. Haijing's last words were blunt, pointing out that the person who raped the woman in prison was sold by Shen Nian. A man, and this man turned out to be Shen Nian’s stepfather and her mother Li Xianglan’s young husband..."
Fu Hanye slowly opened his eyes and glanced directly at the large screen on the wall.
On the screen, figures swayed, and there was a sea of people. The scene was spectacular. The man's long eyebrows were slightly twisted, and the fingertips pinching his eyebrow bones slowly fell down, and he turned to look at Qiao An'an beside him.
Qiao An'an clearly felt the hostility surrounding the man, and hurriedly spoke:
"Brother Han Ye, you may not know that there is an inside story behind Hai Jing's suicide. Hai Qing came back and took out the recording pen that Hai Jing used before she died."
Qiao Anan was afraid that she couldn't explain clearly, so she immediately rewind the video.
The voice recorder in Hai Qing's hand and Hai Jing's voice fell into Fu Hanye's ears word by word.
When I heard Hai Jing's words: "Shen Nian, this woman is so bad. Because she loves Mr. Fu Hanye, she used old tricks to get close to him. Mrs. Fu got so confused that she even used her life to force her grandson to get the certificate with her..."
Fu Hanye's sharp eyebrows were terrifying and intimidating.
Qiao Anan was afraid that the video would go back and it would be broadcast live now.
Li Xianglan burst into tears, grabbed Shen Nian's arm, cried and shook it, gnashing her teeth, as if Shen Nian was not her biological daughter at all.
But Shen Nian stood there without moving, her eyes were calm and her expression was as calm as ever.
Fu Hanye took his clothes and rushed into the bathroom. When he came out again, he was already dressed.
Qiao Anan rushed over and caught him:
"Brother Hanye, where are you going?"
Fu Hanye wanted to shake off the woman's hand, but he couldn't.
He fastened his cufflinks and walked out eagerly.
Qiao Anan was also panicked. She immediately grabbed a coat and followed him out of the villa.
"Brother Han Ye, don't worry, nothing big will happen. As long as Shen Nian apologizes."
Fu Hanye paused, turned his head, and stared at Qiao Anan closely:
"Qiao An'an, if something happens, I won't let you go."
Qiao Anan was frightened by his cold eyes and trembled.
"Brother Han Ye, I don't know anything. Besides, is this woman Shen Nian still worthy of your liking?"
Fu Hanye closed his eyes and breathed out:
"She has been with me for three years after all."
This is the answer.
Regardless of whether the child in Shen Nian's belly was his, she had been with him for three years.
Such an answer deeply stimulated Qiao An'an.
"I've been with you too. It's not just three years. I've been with you for so long. Brother Hanye..."
Fu Hanye shook her off. The woman staggered and almost fell. When she stabilized her body, the man had already driven out of his mount, the golden Continental.
Qiao Anan stopped him regardless.
If Fu Hanye hadn't reacted quickly and stepped on the emergency brake, Qiao Anan might have become the ghost under his car.
Fu Hanye had a gloomy face, opened the car door, jumped out of the car, pulled Qiao An'an over, and shouted angrily:
"You don't want to die anymore?"
Qiao Anan hugged his waist tightly, and her voice was filled with tears:
"Brother Han Ye, Shen Nian's child is not yours, and you still care about her so much. What is so good about her? Is she worth caring about like this?"
Fu Hanye took a breath:
"An'an, she is my wife after all."
Qiao Anan shouted uncomfortably:
"I can also be, Brother Hanye, you can't just leave me like this. If you want to leave, just run over me. Anyway, from the day you and her received the certificate, I no longer want to live."
Qiao An'an didn't seem to be lying.
She even hit the car with her head, making a loud bang on her forehead.
When Fu Hanye saw this, he was so angry that his forehead was smoking. He pulled Qiao An'an into his arms and put his chin on her red forehead:
"An'an, after you die, how do you want me to explain to Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao under the spring a hundred years later?"
Qiao Anan burst into tears and sobbed pitifully:
"That's your business, brother Hanye, don't abandon me again, okay?"
Fu Hanye had no choice but to carry her back to the villa.
The large screen on the wall of the room also played the live video of Haijing's memorial service.
The media gave Shen Nian a close-up shot. In the shot, Shen Nian had fluffy hair and a cold expression, as if this matter had nothing to do with her. However, her face was full of confusion and paleness, which could not escape Fu Hanye's eyes. .
Anyway, I lived with her for three years.
No matter how good she was at pretending on ordinary days, Fu Hanye knew that at this moment, Shen Nian's heart was as sharp as a knife, and life was worse than death.
Fu Hanye stared at that beautiful face.
He lit a cigarette for himself, trying to relieve his irritability.
Qiao An'an was right. If she dared to betray him, she would have to bear the consequences.
I don’t know why the scene was in chaos.
It seemed that the knife in Hai Qing's hand stabbed Qi Cheng's chest. When blood flowed out, Qi Cheng was speechless and looked at Hai Qing as if he couldn't believe it. Hai Qing stood there with murderous intent.
Several policemen rushed in and caught Hai Qing. Hai Qing did not resist. He just said to his only sister Hai Ping:
"Take care of your second sister's funeral affairs in a more elegant way. When I come out..."
The rest of the words fell between his lips and teeth.
And his hateful eyes glanced at Qi Cheng, who was covered in blood after he fainted, then at the panicked Li Xianglan, and finally fell on Shen Nian's face:
"I will not let anyone hurt my sister."
Fu Hanye's hand shaking as he held the cigarette trembled. He couldn't bear it any longer. He pinched the cigarette butt, got up and rushed out of the room.
Qiao Anan chased him out crying.
Hai Qing stabbed Qi Cheng, and it happened in an instant.
No one expected that Haiqing would commit the murder in public, Qi Cheng was taken away by ambulance, and Li Xianglan also got into the car crying. There was blood everywhere in the mourning hall, as if the souls of those who died unjustly were really being sacrificed.
