Mr. Gu, spoil your wife like your life

"What are you thinking, so funny?"

"I am very happy when I think that I will see the Qiao family next time."

"How did you meet them?"

"Then what about you, why do you keep taking the initiative to show affection to me? Is it because you want to cooperate with Gu's enterprise?"

"You misunderstood, I don't have this kind of thought, I just think...you are very similar to a friend I knew before."

"Oh, really."

"But unfortunately, I won't be friends with you."

"Why, do you hate me so much?"

Yun Qiao looked out the window, smiled and said nothing, as if she didn't bother to answer such meaningless questions.

So what if you hate it, so what if you don't hate it, she is a member of the Gu family after all, is it possible that you, Fu Qinyu, still have the ability to fight against the Gu family?No matter what thoughts he was hiding, it was not worth mentioning in Yunqiao's heart, and he didn't even bother to understand.

Seeing Yun Qiaoqing smiling, but not not answering, this appearance lifted Fu Qinyu's heart, and made him a little impatient, he couldn't help tightening the steering wheel, "Is it because Gu Beirong told you not to approach me?" ?”

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was slightly stunned, because he didn't even think that he subconsciously said such misleading words, as if he was implying something.

It implies that Gu Beirong is the one with a lot of heart, but he, Fu Qinyu, is actually kind and has no second thoughts.

Yun Qiao looked at him meaningfully, and saw an unnatural look in Fu Qinyu's eyes, and the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually deepened, and she said, "Mr. , I don’t bother to talk to you.”

The intimate nickname of "Bei Rong" is like an invisible sharp needle, piercing into the bottom of my heart little by little. It doesn't hurt, but something is obviously restless and clamoring, but it is blocked by the gushing blood. Do not vent.

Tell him all the time that Yun Qiao belongs to Gu Beirong.

Fu Qinyu suddenly didn't dare to meet Yun Qiao's eyes anymore, as if she could see through him.

As if to explore something, Fu Qinyu said, "Your relationship seems to be very good."

Yun Qiao laughed lightly, "Why do you want to be together if you don't have a good relationship? Why does Mr. Fu's words get more ridiculous the more you ask them?"

On the surface, she was calm and calm, but then she thought to herself, only when Gu Beirong was not by her side could she dare to say such a thing, so she blatantly used Gu Beirong's identity to add a more prudent bargaining chip to her revenge.

Fu Qinyu completely choked on the topic and remained silent. Is his heart unmoved?Of course not.

But the fact is that he is indeed not as good as Gu Beirong.

While waiting for the traffic lights, Yun Qiao pointed to another intersection, "Turn left at the intersection ahead."

"The way to Qiao's house is not going that way." Fu Qinyu said.

Yun Qiao then replied, "I know, I have to go to the supermarket first."

Fu Qinyu was taken aback for a moment, but didn't realize what it meant.

"I'm going to buy something for my uncle and aunt to bring over. You don't know how to give gifts when you visit other people's homes?" Yun Qiao gave him an annoyed look.

It's been so many years, and I don't know what to prepare for visiting the elders. Fu Qinyu really lived in vain.

Fu Qinyu thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be the case. It would be unreasonable to visit directly without bringing anything, "Okay, let's go."

The two got out of the car and went into the supermarket. Fu Qinyu knew what to buy anyway, and picked out a lot of supplements.

In Yun Qiao's eyes, it was ridiculous, because she knew that in the hearts of the Qiao family, even if Fu Qinyu offered his life as a gift to them, he would not be forgiven, because their Qiao Luo would never come back again. up.

Yun Qiao was not polite either, she made up her mind to ask Fu Qinyu to swipe her card, and simply buy whatever was expensive, even if the shopping cart was not even half full, it was already over a thousand, and she deliberately pretended not to worry about it. Unaware look.

When she was about to leave, Yun Qiao glanced back and shook her head dissatisfied, "That's not enough, after all, Mr. Fu is not short of this money, right?"

Compared with the debt owed to the Qiao family, it is far from enough.

After Fu Qinyu got out of the car, his face was always a little sad, and he didn't say anything, just followed Yun Qiao.

Yun Qiao saw that he was calm, turned her head and picked out a lot of expensive things mercilessly.

In the end, when the two of them went out, they actually only bought two packs of things, because Yun Qiao pretended to be disgusted and picky, wanting to waste his time and energy, and finally bought four or five packs. Thousands, all given by Fu Qinyu.

But Fu Qinyu didn't seem to care about this, and Yun Qiao could just take it as a small revenge.

When Yun Qiao walked out of the mall, "I'll get it."

"No need." Yun Qiao dodged, she was not a cripple without hands or feet.

But Fu Qinyu insisted on holding the things in his hands, "I'm a man, so I should take the heavy things."

Yun Qiao laughed when she heard this, and followed him to the side of the vehicle, her tone sarcastically.

"Is Mr. Fu such a gentleman to all women? But why did Mr. Fu not have a good face when Lin Jingwan was here before? Although it is normal for couples to quarrel, Mr. Fu still needs to care more about the sensitive woman."

Her smile was sweet, but her words were poisonous like poppies.

Fu Qinyu frowned, but said in a deep voice, "Get in the car."

Yun Qiao was delighted to see his depressed and unable to refute, sneered inwardly, and followed him into the car.

Gu Beirong followed them not far away, watched the two enter the supermarket, and came out with things after a while. From a distance, Yunqiao still had a charming smile on her face, and Fu Qinyu returned, caring for her. Things, the two seem to be very close.

Could it be that Yun Qiao and Fu Qinyu have known each other for a long time and are still familiar with each other?So the dislike of Fu Qinyu that she showed before, is it also a deliberate act of concealing her relationship with Fu Qinyu in order to save her face?
Scenes of what happened flashed across his eyes, becoming so suspicious and full of mistakes and omissions.

Gu Beirong clenched the steering wheel with his hands, and anger rose in his heart. He thought Yun Qiao was not that kind of person...

At first, he really thought that Yun Qiao agreed to marry him for money. After all, even if Grandma Gu insisted on liking Yun Qiao, as long as Yun Qiao was unwilling, Grandma Gu would not be able to force her, but she still chose to agree. marriage.

So at first, he didn't like this girl, and even wanted to use indifference and oppression to force her away from the Gu family.

Later, when getting along with Yun Qiao, Gu Beirong gradually felt that she was not that kind of person, but looking at it now... Sure enough, this woman is still greedy for vanity, and she gets close to anyone who has money!
As if venting his anger, Gu Beirong thumped the steering wheel hard, and drove away with heavy anger, without looking at them again.

In the car, Yun Qiao's brows twitched slightly, as if she was a little uneasy, she subconsciously turned her head to look behind her, but she couldn't see anything on the busy street, and finally she just shook her head with a little doubt.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Seeing her frowning, Fu Qinyu thought she was in some discomfort.

He always inadvertently set his eyes on her, paying attention to her every move, even a single expression, as if trying to chase and find a familiar shadow.

Yun Qiao really didn't want to answer his question, so she said leisurely, "Mr. Fu doesn't think he likes asking questions too much, does he?"

Fu Qinyu pursed his lips, "I just care about you briefly."

Yun Qiao snorted, "Is caring about me good for Mr. Fu?"

"Why do you think of me as that kind of person." Fu Qinyu really didn't understand why Yun Qiao thought of him so badly.

Yun Qiao looked at the scenery outside the window without changing her expression, "I don't quite understand what kind of words Boss Fu is talking about, why don't you explain it more clearly?"

"I know what you think." Fu Qinyu had a complex look in his eyes, and he tightened the steering wheel, "It is said on the Internet that I abandoned my wife, so you also think I am guilty, don't you?"

As if waiting for some kind of trial, he stated his so-called "crime" very straightforwardly, but there was no trace of guilt or remorse on his face, as if it was a matter of course, or maybe it was just for him, which is not important at all thing.

Only then did Yun Qiao turn around and look straight at him, without the breezy smile on her face.

I didn't expect Fu Qinyu to admit it so calmly. No, this is what he did. He should be criticized by everyone, instead of being a big boss and enjoying all the glory and wealth.

Her family was crying day and night because of her departure. She was in pain because of him, and her heart was broken. Why can Fu Qinyu stay out of it and live so chicly?
Why should he!
He is the one who should really go to hell.

There was resentment hidden in her eyes, and she spoke slowly like a thorn, "Since Mr. Fu knows what he has done, why bother to act like he hasn't done anything? Wouldn't it be more gossip? The reason is very simple."

Fu Qinyu frowned, and his tone became stiff, "Don't Miss Yun feel that it is disgusting to speculate on my character without knowing what happened and the truth? "

As soon as the voice fell, Yun Qiao laughed out loud, which made Fu Qinyu stunned. He couldn't get too distracted while driving, so he could only look to the side, but just this one, he also saw the girl's eyes. Indifferent sneer.

It's as if what he said is so unreliable, it can even be said to be full of mistakes and meaningless.

Fu Qinyu felt a little guilty for no reason. Facing this girl who was so many years younger than him, he had never been at ease for a moment, as if what he had been facing was not Yun Qiao, but the dead Qiao. lo.

His palms had already begun to ooze sweat slightly.