One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

It's just that the distance was too far, the two security guards didn't hear it, they could only vaguely see that Fu Nianchen's face was unkind, and they didn't dare to relax, so they sped up their movements.

Not only did he not intend to stop when he saw people, but he gradually drifted away. This made the people behind Fu Nianchen break out in a cold sweat, and he ran forward, pushing away those who were in his way. He was in a hurry. Under the circumstances, he didn't care about strength at all, and knocked people to the ground directly, so embarrassing.

What's more embarrassing is that no one cares about her, she is just a stone in the way, after kicking away, who will care about the stone being kicked away.

"Stop! Stop!" The person who rushed over shouted at the security guard.

He trotted over and finally caught up.

The two security guards looked at each other, not understanding what was going on now, and looked at the slightly panting person in front of them in doubt.

"What are you doing in a daze, let him go quickly." He hurriedly urged, during this period, he still didn't forget to look in Fu Nianchen's direction, for fear of making people wait anxiously.

Jian Changqing was finally free, and then she heard the man who rushed over from Xiaopao laugh and apologize, "I'm sorry, it was our staff's mistake, didn't it hurt you?"

Jian Changqing shook her head.

"That's good, what's your name, Miss?" the man said again.

"My surname is Jane." Jian Changqing replied.

"Oh, Miss Jian, our Young Master Fu is waiting for you, please come with me." He said the urging words very tactfully, but his actions still revealed the anxiety in his heart.

After all, Fu Nianchen is really not a patient person. When he came, he saw that Fu Shao's complexion was not very good. If he delays, what will happen.

"Did he ask you to come?" Jian Changqing asked with obvious eagerness.

The man glanced at her, feeling that something was wrong, "I don't dare to be Young Master Fu's master either."

With his words, Jian Changqing quickly walked forward with him, the closer she got, the more anxious Jian Changqing felt, and a soreness surged from her nose to her eyes.

"Young Master Fu, someone brought it here." The man tactfully retreated to the side, and by the way called the others to retreat together.

There was no one else within the ten-meter range centered on Fu Nianchen, and everyone avoided him tacitly, leaving only him and Jian Changqing.

Coming in front of Fu Nianchen, Jian Changqing's throat seemed to be stuck by something, and she couldn't speak a word.

She didn't say anything, and he didn't ask, and the two confronted each other in silence.

In the end, Jian Changqing couldn't hold back and broke the silence, "You didn't go home last night."

"What right do you have to meddle in my affairs." Fu Nianchen sneered, and sneered at Jian Changqing's words.

Although it is true that we are husband and wife, Jian Changqing can't say it with confidence.

"I waited for you all night." Jian Changqing didn't know why, but just wanted to tell him what she had been waiting for him all night and let him know.

Fu Nianchen's sneer settled on his face, and his expression when he looked at Jian Changqing became complicated. Just relying on one person's empty words to convince him that he would not be so hasty on other people, but Jian Changqing's expression at this time Her condition, the blackness under her eye sockets, and her haggard complexion, all looked as if she hadn't had a good rest.

"Do you think I can still trust you now?" Fu Nianchen said indifferently even though he already had the answer in his heart.