Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while

Outside the palace looked at Fu Yang coldly, with cold words: "Your aunt has been tormented so badly by you, Fu Yang, I know that there are many women who like you, so can you kindly let my little aunt go?"

Fu Yang wanted to walk over, he wanted to touch Fu Qing'an's face, he wanted to hold her hand, and he wanted to say a lot to her.

But reason told him, no, he can no longer contact Fu Qing'an.

He tightly clenched his fingers, his thin lips moved lightly, and his voice was hoarse: "I'm going to be engaged to the daughter of the Mu family, you know that? So whether Zhou Ping'an is Fu Qing'an or not, it has nothing to do with me."

As he said that, he turned and left.

The veins on Gongwai's fist were bulging, and his slightly youthful eyes were threatening and mocking: "Fu Yang, stop!"

He pushed Fu Yang against the door with a "bang", grabbed his collar tightly, and said in a fierce tone: "Then you'd better remember what you said! If you dare to mess with little aunt again, I will definitely not Let you go! I will kill you! I will cut you into pieces with my own hands!"

Fu Yang's eyes dimmed, he shook off Gongwai's hand, and sneered: "Then you protect her well, don't let her provoke me, or I will definitely destroy her!"

With a cold face, he walked out.

Outside the palace, he punched heavily on the wall with a "bang" and said in a sarcastic tone: "Little aunt, the man you love is a scumbag!"

After Fu Yang left the house, he returned to Fu's house, and Mu Yiyi waited for him in the living room, absent-minded.

As soon as the man came back, she immediately greeted him happily: "A Yang, you are back."

The man sat down, Wei An leaned against the sofa, he tugged at his collar coldly, his handsome face was indifferent: "Well, if you have nothing else to do, you can go back first."

Mu Yiyi's heart sank in an instant, she clenched her fists slightly, and forced a smile: "A Yang, is the engagement banquet going on as scheduled? Will it go smoothly?"

With a slightly sullen face, the man raised his eyes to look at Mu Yiyi: "Huh?"

The simple word "um", with a deep and long domineering and cold tone, made Mu Yiyi tremble for a moment.

She laughed harder: "Ah Yang, then I'll go back first."

"Oh! Zhou Ping'an?! What is the importance of something?! I won't let you take away A Yang! Do you deserve it too?" Mu Yiyi snorted coldly in her heart. Left the Fu family.

Fu Yang went upstairs, and Chen An followed.

After entering the room, Fu Yang untied his clothes slowly and lay down on the sofa.

Chen An walked over, opened a box, took out the medicine, and slowly applied the medicine on Fu Yang's back.

Suddenly, Aunt Fu knocked on the door: "Boss Fu."

The man's voice was hoarse: "Come in."

Aunt Fu opened the door and came in. She didn't see clearly that Chen An was administering the medicine at first, thinking what the two of them were doing, she was shocked for a moment: "Boss Fu, Assistant Chen, you are busy, I will come back later."

She was about to turn around as she spoke, when Chen An suddenly shouted, "Why are you leaving? I'm helping Mr. Fu with medicine."

Aunt Fu paused, she turned her head to look, and looked carefully, only to see a large scar on Fu Yang's back, the scar was still fiery red, and it was not healed.

Her body shook heavily: "Is Mr. Fu injured? When did it happen?"

Chen An sighed lightly: "Didn't that Miss Zhou next door be kidnapped last time? Mr. Fu rushed into the fire to rescue her and helped her block a huge piece of wood..."