President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Fu Yisheng's face was as black as carbon, and his mouth was still tight.

"Where am I not willing to gamble and admit defeat?"

"Fu Yisheng, usually read more books when you have nothing to do, so that you won't make jokes like today." After Fu Ran finished speaking, he looked at Fu Yisheng with his arms crossed.

Seeing this, Feng Yin and Leng Yan stood up at the same time, as expected of a husband and wife, with a perfect understanding.

"It's too late, I went upstairs with Fengyin to rest."

"Good night."

Leng Yan and Feng Yin's words were all directed at Fu Ran, as if Fu Yisheng was transparent.

Looking at the backs of Feng Yin and Leng Yan leaving, blood in Fu Yisheng's eyes welled up and stirred, and it was destined to be a sleepless night tonight.

"Apologize."

Fu Ran continued to urge Fu Yisheng.

Fu Yisheng now wished he could screw Fu Ran's head off.

But with so many people watching, it would be unrealistic not to apologize.

"Ahem... I was wrong."

Suddenly, Fu Yisheng almost squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

Resurrection smiled, as cunning and shrewd as a nine-tailed fox.

"You haven't bowed yet."

How could Fu Ran easily bypass Fu Ran?

If he doesn't take the opportunity to dampen his spirit, he really thinks that he has the final say here.

"Fu Ran...don't push yourself too hard." Fu Yisheng is not someone who can't afford to lose, but he refuses to accept that he loses because of his lack of education.

It is true that Fu Ran has a good family education background, but he does not.Fu Yisheng never denied it, but this was not the reason for Fu Ran to look down on him.

"I'm willing to admit defeat."

Fu Ran is also a person who admits death, and Fu Yisheng will bear the consequences for his mistakes.

And it doesn't involve money and interests, so if Fu Yisheng didn't follow suit, he couldn't afford to lose.

"Listen up, I'm sorry!"

Fu Yisheng took a step back, bowed, apologized, got up, turned around, and left...

hiss.

Sprained feet...

Who Fu Yisheng was already full of anger, when he turned around, he forgot that there was a step behind him, and stepped on the air...

Although the person did not fall, his ankle was twisted firmly.

"Brother Sheng, I'll carry you up."

Ah Qiang came over and almost gave Fu Yisheng a princess hug.

Fu Yisheng's face was as black as carbon.

"Aren't you carrying it? Why are you hugging me?"

Fu Yisheng reprimanded Aqiang in a low voice.

Ah Qiang looked confused.

"Aren't they all the same?"

Fu Yisheng: "What's the same?"

"Fu Yisheng, are you so weak? Where can I find medicine, do I need to find a beautiful woman to rub it for you?"

Fu Ran usually doesn't have such a poisonous mouth, but he found that he likes Fu Yisheng with a poisonous tongue.

Who is Fu Yisheng owed?

"You need beautiful women to work well, but I can do it myself! Do you want to try it?"

In terms of indecency, Fu Ran is really no match for Fu Yisheng.

Fu Ran's face darkened, if it wasn't for the Leng family's territory here, he would really beat Fu Sheng up.

After living so long, can he still be molested by a man?
After Fu Ran left, Fu Yisheng limped back to the room reluctantly.

I took off my shoes and saw that my ankle was swollen like a pig's trotter.

"Go get an ice pack."

Fu Yisheng ordered Aqiang in a cold voice.

Ah Qiang hurriedly turned around and went downstairs to look for it. After a while, he came up with some Uncle Hagen ice cream.

"Brother Sheng, there are no ice packs or cubes, only this."

Looking at the different flavors of ice cream, Fu Yisheng turned black again.

What a motherly luxury.

"Brother Sheng, use this first, and I'll look for it later. And when this is used up, I'll send it back and freeze it, so that Fu Ran can eat it. It's like kissing Brother Sheng's feet indirectly."

"roll roll roll."

After hearing Aqiang's words, Fu Yisheng wanted to vomit inexplicably.

He didn't want to have anything to do with Fu Ran except for revenge.