Fu Hanye looked at his hitting hand.
Regretful, he apologized:
"Right..."
Before I could say the word 'qi', I got a slap on the face.
Fu Hanye smiled instead of angry. He stared at the woman who hit him, the sarcastic smile in his eyes overflowing little by little.
"But after just one meeting, your heart falls in love with that person?"
Shen Nian finally roared:
"I'm not like you, Fu Hanye."
Her sanity was completely lost, and she not only wanted to slap him, but also wanted to kill him.
Shen Nian's fists began to fall on Fu Hanye's chest one after another.
After not eating for so many days, even if she exerted all her strength, her fists and slaps would not hurt or itch Fu Hanye.
It's not very harmful, it's very insulting.
He was crazy to tolerate this woman, slapping him in the face again and again.
He grabbed her hand, raised it above his head, and pressed her on the bed. Shen Nian couldn't move, so she lowered her head and bit his shoulder. Her sharp teeth bit into the flesh, and the taste of blood spread in her mouth. .
Fu Hanye stared at her, staring hard, the anger in his eyes like a prairie fire.
Sister-in-law Yu heard the commotion and was afraid something might happen. She banged on the door desperately outside:
"Mr. Fu, Nian Nian is sick, don't argue with her."
Then came the voice of the dynasty:
"Mr. Fu, calm down, calm down!"
The noise outside the door was so loud that it gave Fu Hanye a headache.
He was about to let her go, but when he lowered his eyes, he unexpectedly saw her snow-white hands. The fingers were clean, and the traces of the ring were still there.
The extinguished flame began to burn brightly again:
"Where's the ring?"
he asks.
Shen Nian looked away.
The man grabbed her chin and straightened her face:
"I hit you and you hit me. We are even. Now, let me ask you, where is the ring?"
Knowing that if you don't answer, a man will go crazy.
Shen Nian opened his mouth:
"lost."
"Where was it lost?"
Fu Hanye's words were cold to the bone.
"Not sure."
This remark ignited another barrel of oil.
The corners of the man's lips tightened, his chin twitched twice, and he suddenly lost his mind again. He chose to automatically block the sounds outside.
The smile on the man's face was evil:
"It seems that if you don't give me some punishment, you won't have a long memory."
He started to tear off Shen Nian's clothes.
Shen Nian raised his head and met the anger in his eyes, and deep in his eyes, in addition to anger, there was also lust flowing.
He wanted to possess her.
Only crazy possession can let her know that she is his.
Shen Nian became anxious and began to struggle desperately.
But her strength was too weak, and when the man was about to succeed, she was so anxious that tears flowed down. She was so angry that she was calm. She opened and closed her lips and said in a hoarse voice:
"you can not……"
"What can't be done?"
The tears like pearls fell into his heart one by one.
It hurts.
Fu Hanye chose to ignore it.
Today, he was determined to punish this woman who knew nothing about heaven and earth.
"Can't I have you?"
"Tell you, you are my wife, I want you, it is natural and right."
The man's attitude is that even if the king of heaven comes, he will not be able to stop me.
Knowing that she was unable to resist, Shen Nian gave up her struggle. She lay there like a dead fish:
"Okay, if you want it, hurry up."
The anger in Fu Hanye's heart also wanted the woman to calm down and die down:
"I don't mummify women."
The man withdrew.
He stood up straight and looked down at the disheveled woman on the bed. Although she had a good figure, he wanted her very much. His rationality came back, and his clear consciousness told him that at this time, she would be hurt.
Fu Hanye walked to the door and something hit him on his back. He glanced at the pillow at his feet and didn't look back, letting the woman behind him go crazy.
He opened the door, and standing outside the door were the anxious Sister-in-law Yu and Wang Chao.
Bang.
The door closed.
Covering up Shen Nian's crazy shadow in the room.
Sister-in-law Yu was extremely anxious when she saw Fu Hanye's face and neck were covered with scratches. She wanted to go in and see if Shen Nian was hurt.
Stopped by Fu Hanye:
"Sister-in-law Yu, what do you want to do?"
Sister-in-law Yu:
"Mr. Fu, Nian Nian is sick, so don't get along with her."
"Everyone get down."
Fu Hanye's voice was cold.
Like freezing to death.
Sister-in-law Yu didn't dare to make any mistakes, so she took the lead and went down.
Chao Chao stared at the injuries on Fu Hanye's face and cursed in his heart:
"How can I go out to meet people with so many scratches? It seems that during this period, I can only work from home."
Chao Chao followed Fu Hanye to the study.
Fu Hanye sat in a chair.
This was the first time that Dynasty saw a frustrated look on his face.
After sitting for a while, he lit a cigarette. After the cigarette burned out, Fu Hanye dialed the phone:
"Si Yanhong, where is the ring on Shen Nian's hand?"
Si Yanhong on the other end was stunned:
"How do I know? You should ask her about this."
"Get over here within three minutes, otherwise you won't be able to practice medicine in Binhai."
How about a doctor of medicine? As long as Fu Hanye moves his fingers, he will never be able to eat as a doctor again.
Si Yanhong listened to the beep beep sound on the phone and was so angry that he wanted to smash the phone.
No matter how angry he is, he can't ignore it.
So, about ten minutes later, he appeared at Mansion No. 8.
Seeing Fu Hanye sitting on the sofa, with Shura aura all over his body, Si Yanhong paid no attention to him. His eyes scanned everywhere but he didn't see the person he wanted to see.
He lifted his lips slightly:
"You asked me to come over, what do you want?"
Si Yanhong ignored him and didn't even call him uncle. Fu Hanye was angry in his heart:
"What exactly did you say to Shen Nian?"
Si Yanhong:
"All I talked to her about was her illness and nothing else."
Fu Hanye obviously didn't believe it and raised his eyebrows:
"Where's her ring?"
Si Yanhong gave him a look:
"How do I know that it's normal for her to be so angry and take off her ring? I told you, she is emotionally unstable and depressed..."
The next words have not been spoken yet.
There was the sound of things being smashed upstairs.
Si Yanhong was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized what he was doing. He was about to rush upstairs when a black shadow in front of him blocked him. It was Fu Hanye who stood up from the sofa and rushed over quickly.
The man’s eyebrows were cold:
"what you up to?"
Si Yanhong didn't want to pay attention to him, he was focused on the woman upstairs:
"Uncle, she is sick. How many times have I told you to let me go up and let me go and take a look."
Fu Hanye lowered his eyes, his eyes filled with a smile that was so chilling:
"She is your aunt."
The word 'aunt' is very strong.
The man tilted his head and lit a cigarette. The white smoke blurred the outline. His voice was soft but lethal:
"Tell me, how did we meet?"
Fu Hanye was so smart, he could see Si Yanhong's reaction.
He didn't believe it, it was the first time the two met each other today.
"What?"
Si Yanhong's gaze finally came back from upstairs and fell on Fu Hanye's looming face.
"Stop pretending?"
If he were not his nephew, he would definitely kill him.
"Do you think I know Shen Nian?"
Si Yanhong was shocked and scolded himself secretly for revealing too many flaws.
He quickly calmed down.
He explained:
"She looks like my first love."
Fu Hanye stared at him, as if he wanted to see through him.
"looks like?"
Are there such coincidences in the world?
"Really, she looks so similar. I was shocked when I saw her just now. I felt pitiful when I saw her, so I felt empathy. Uncle, can you stop torturing her."
"Which of your eyes saw me torturing her?"
"You and I are both men, and I know your preferences. Hers is not what you like."
Fu Hanye's sneer fell back into the air:
"It makes you seem to know me quite well."
Si Yanhong was speechless:
"Do you dare to say that the child in Qiao An's belly is not yours?"
Fu Hanye looked away and did not answer his words directly:
"Si Yanhong, it's not your turn to take care of my private affairs."
"Okay, then you came to me, didn't you ask me to see a doctor for her?"
Fu Hanye put out his cigarette and fiddled with his tie:
"I want to know, what did you talk about in the consulting room?"
Si Yanhong scratched his head:
"It's nothing. I didn't say that. They were all talking about her illness."
"Then why did she go crazy when she came back?"
Fu Hanye's eyes never left Si Yanhong's face. He wanted to take a closer look. His eldest nephew had been studying overseas for many years and had learned nothing but how to steal women for him.
Si Yanhong thought for a while and finally understood:
"Uncle, I remember, I seemed to mention Qiao An'an."
Fu Hanye's Adam's apple rolled: "Why bring it up?"
"She asked about your past affairs. I didn't dare to say more. She also told me that you are negotiating for a divorce. Uncle, she is pregnant with a child. Why do you want to divorce?"
"Does it have anything to do with you?"
Fu Hanye took off his tie and threw it on the sofa.
Only then did Si Yanhong notice the marks on his neck, the circles of scratches and the torn coat.
There were also two marks scratched by nails on that handsome face.
Si Yanhong was not calm again:
"Uncle, you are going to force her to death."
He felt terrible pain in his heart.
The woman he held in his palm was suffering pain worse than death.
"Si Yanhong, if you say one more word for her, I will kill you."
Fu Hanye's eyes were scary, as if he was looking at his rival in the mall.
Not wanting to break up with Fu Hanye, Si Yanhong had to suppress the anger and unwillingness in his heart.
"You were once so high-spirited and I regarded you as an idol, but you can't escape the fate of an ordinary person, eating what's in your mouth and looking at what's in the pot."
He resisted the urge to rush upstairs.
Again:
"If you continue to torture her like this, you will destroy her. Since you don't love her, let her go and let her live her own life."
Fu Hanye's nose trembled:
"Even if I don't want her, her next home won't be you."
"roll."
Si Yanhong's fist hanging by his side was clenched tightly.
He gritted his teeth, hesitated for two seconds, and finally left.
Sister-in-law Yu and the two bodyguards went upstairs and came down again after a while.
Fu Hanye sat on the sofa and lit another cigarette for himself. After finishing the cigarette, he stood up and walked upstairs step by step.
That long back showed loneliness and indescribable sadness.
The direction the man went was not the bedroom, but the study.
In the bedroom, Shen Nian huddled up in a ball. There were traces on the floor that she had smashed and smashed. Sister-in-law Yu had just come up to clean up and then went out.
Nothing was said.
She lay quietly on the bed, staring blankly at the setting sun outside the window, and the blue gradually filled the entire sky.
As night fell, the lights of thousands of houses flickered in Qing's eyes.
Sister-in-law Yu opened the door and came in:
"Nian Nian, let me show you something."
Seeing that Shen Nian was silent, Sister-in-law Yu's voice was full of surprise: "This flower from the other side is so beautiful."
