It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

Chen An sat on the sofa and read the newspaper, and saw that it was Fu Chengxun who came, and he was shocked in place.

Who is Fu Chengxun, the leading figure in Jiangcheng, someone who has only been seen from a distance on TV or in some activities, suddenly came to his home, one can imagine how complicated Chen An's psychological activities are at the moment.

What kind of reason made this big man come to his home, and it was at such an unusual time when he was leaving his job to investigate.

While Chen An was making various speculations, Fu Chengxun had already arrived in front of him.

"Prisoner Chen." The expensive man said in a deep voice, his voice was always cold.

Chen An got up in panic, first bent over to Fu Chengxun, and then said cautiously: "I don't know that Mr. Fu came here, and I have neglected him. I hope Mr. Fu will not care about it."

Fu Chengxun didn't have much expression on his chiseled face: "Prisoner Chen, you're welcome. I'm here today. I just have something to ask. I want to ask Warden Chen."

"Mr. Fu, please sit down and talk, let's talk slowly." Chen An made a gesture of invitation to Fu Chengxun.

Fu Chengxun was not polite either, and went directly to the sofa and sat down.

"Make tea for Mr. Fu."

Chen An gave an order, and the servant went down, but his eyes fell on Fu Chengxun who was sitting on the sofa.

The man was wearing an expensive suit, and his lazy sitting posture did not give people a bad feeling, but instead gave him a more extraordinary temperament.

That face that was dreamed up by countless women in Jiangcheng was all cold, and the whole body exuded the aura of not being close to strangers. It was such a person who was unusual in terms of identity, appearance, and conversation, who unexpectedly came to him. home, and in his distress.

Chen An didn't show much emotion on the surface, but he was ecstatic in his heart.

He was like a person who grabbed a straw when he was drowning, grasping this opportunity firmly.

"Mr. Fu came here, I don't know what it is for?"

After a long silence, he spoke respectfully, in an unprecedentedly cautious tone.

Fu Chengxun put his hands on his slender legs and tapped them regularly: "The warden Chen should know about the incident of my ex-wife's elegy four years ago."

To elegy?
Hearing this name again, Chen An's memory returned to not long ago, a woman with an indifferent face and a thin body came to the prison and begged bitterly in front of him, hoping to see the files of her years in prison.

Xiang Elegy, Fu Chengxun's ex-wife, the woman who was sent to prison by Fu Chengxun himself four years ago.

Fu Chengxun's black eyes were unfathomable, and his tone of voice was as indifferent as ever.

Chen An couldn't figure out his thoughts, and he didn't know what kind of psychology he came here suddenly, and asked Xiang Elegy again.

After thinking for a while, he replied truthfully: "I know about the ex-wife. In the past four years, she has served in the prison under my jurisdiction."

Fu Chengxun nodded, Junyi's face was still so unfathomable.

"Then do you know that her right hand was destroyed in the prison?"

Right hand destroyed?

Chen An's heart skipped a beat. Before Xiang Yange was imprisoned, she was a well-known doctor in Jiangcheng. There is no need to say more about the importance of her right hand to her.

However, why did he not know about such a big thing as the destruction of Xiang Elegy's right hand from the beginning to the end?
Did he really not care?