Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Wen Qingyue was silent for a while, she didn't understand why she ran away.

The two looked at each other in silence, and the atmosphere became strange.

After a while, Wen Qingyue frowned and said wearily: "Let go of me, I'm tired and need to rest."

"No." Fu Han directly refused, looked down at her and asked, "Let's talk."

Wen Qingyue rolled her eyelids, carefully pondering his words, "What are you talking about? Haven't you talked about everything you need to talk about before?"

What on earth is he on the nerves?

baffling!

"Talk about the reason why you were angry this night." Fu Han looked down at her thoughtfully.

Wen Qingyue: "?"

She said helplessly and irritably: "I said, you are not angry, can you let me go now?"

"Really? Then why didn't you talk all the way out from grandpa, and even ignored me, and now you want to avoid me even more."

Wen Qingyue's expression stagnated slightly, well, she was really not happy, as for why, she didn't really know why, it was just inexplicable irritability.

"Well, I'm really not very happy, but it has nothing to do with you." She lowered her eyes, her curled eyelashes trembling slightly, and the light fell from the top of her head, casting the shadow of her eyelashes longer and denser.

Fu Han's Adam's apple rolled, and when he was about to speak, his eyes were attracted by the mobile phone she held in her hand. The screen of the mobile phone was still on. It was the chat interface between her and Jian Ying. He easily caught the word "goddess".

At that moment, Fu Han couldn't describe how he felt in his heart. He was jumping up and down with a sullen feeling in his heart, and the veins in his temples were throbbing faintly, but the people in front of him didn't even look at him, and pushed him away with frowns and walked into the living room.

Fu Han tightened his brows, suppressing the sourness and followed, but the person in front lowered his head and was replying to the message again.

After all, he couldn't suppress that anger, and asked coldly, "You and him have so much to talk about?"

Wen Qingyue was indeed replying to Jianying's message. Before she finished typing, she felt a pair of sharp eyes staring at her from behind and the man's cold questioning.

She stopped typing, turned her head to meet the man's gaze, frowned and asked, "Do you know who I'm talking to?"

The man was silent for a moment, then asked with a gloomy face, "Do you like him?"

This question really exceeded Wen Qingyue's brain, and it jumped so fast that she didn't react immediately, and looked at him blankly.

Her reaction fell into Fu Han's eyes but became acquiescence, so the frost in the man's eyes spread, as if it had become real, spread to the surroundings, and said coldly: "Jianying is not suitable for you, and don't forget our There is still a long time before the cooperation is terminated, and you should think clearly about the consequences of breaking the contract."

ha?

She likes Jianying?

Wen Qingyue's brain waves couldn't keep up with Fu Han's jumping thinking again, she blinked blankly, and simply didn't reply to the message, pressed the lock screen, looked at him and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Fu, I've always been responsible Xin, before the end of your cooperation with me, I will not do irresponsible things."

She thought that her meaning had been expressed clearly enough, but she didn't know that it fell into Fu Han's ears, but it had a different meaning.

"I hope so." Fu Han suppressed his anger, walked to the sofa and sat down, lowering his head and lowering his eyes to stare at the ground.

Wen Qingyue rolled her eyes, and said in a strange way: "Instead of worrying about my breaking the contract, Mr. Fu, you should sort yourself out first, so that you don't have problems first."

He also reminded her not to break the contract, since he is the one who is most likely to break the contract, Su Wanyu even provocatively came in front of her, so he almost confessed his love to her face.

Fu Han looked up at her, his eyes were dark, "I won't have any problems, I hope you clean it up too, Jianying is always active in the headlines of gossip, I don't want to see my wife and other people's gossip on the headlines one day."

He didn't leave Jianying in a few words, his tone was not very good, he gritted his teeth gently, anyway, Jianying was also her friend, and they were innocent.

Wen Qingyue gritted her teeth and said word by word: "Mr. Fu, there is not only love between men and women. Jianying and I are friends, and there is no problem of sorting out."

After saying that, she turned around and went upstairs angrily, stepping on every step extremely loudly, as if venting her anger on the stairs.

Fu Han watched her go upstairs, his eyes were dark, his eyes were filled with emotions, and he tugged at the neckline irritably.

The two were quarreling awkwardly, neither of them bowed their heads, and each was full of anger.

An hour later, he went upstairs and stood at the door to open the door, only to find that the door was locked from the inside. Obviously, an angry person locked the door to prevent him from entering.

"Open the door!" Fu Han stood at the door and shouted in a deep voice, "I know you're not asleep, open the door quickly."

Wen Qingyue really didn't sleep, she just sat there with a cold face, she still hadn't let go of her anger.

Seeing that she was ignoring him, Fu Han stopped screaming, turned around and went downstairs.

Hearing the sound of footsteps walking away, Wen Qingyue snorted coldly, lay down on the bed, pulled the quilt over her head, and kicked her feet on the bed in displeasure.

dog man!It's fine to count on her, and she still eats with her childhood sweetheart, even if she has no feelings, even if it is a contract marriage, she is still a bed partner after all, shouldn't she be respected?

The more Wen Qingyue thought about it, the more angry she was, she lifted the quilt, turned over and pulled Fu Han's pillow and hammered it, imagining that the pillow was his irritating iceberg face.

Click, suddenly the door was unlocked, she paused, quickly got up and sat looking at the bedroom door.

With another click, her locked bedroom door was opened by the man.

Fu Han glanced at her calmly, took out the key, walked in with long legs, and closed the door with his backhand.

Wen Qingyue: "..."

"You go out, I don't want to sleep with you tonight!" With a sullen face, she pointed to the door without remembering whose bedroom it was.

"This is my room." Instead of going out, Fu Han approached step by step with a sullen face. The dangerous breath pressed towards her, and she swallowed instinctively, feeling like she was about to die.

"Then I'll go to the guest room." Wen Qingyue angrily lifted the quilt and got out of bed after Fu Han approached the bed, stood up and walked towards the door.

It's just that the man stretched out his hand and pushed her onto the bed as soon as she took half a step. She lost her center of gravity and fell on the bed.

"Fu Han, you..." Before he finished his angry words, Fu Han suppressed her half-supported movement to get up, and put his hands on both sides of her head.

The sudden approach made her mind go blank for a moment, a dangerous and ambiguous atmosphere was brewing in the air, Fu Han almost pressed his whole body on top of her, looking down at her with extremely aggressive eyes.

"You, what are you going to do?" Wen Qingyue stammered nervously, her heart beating faster.

"You." The man's thin lips parted slightly, and his deep voice overflowed from his beautiful lips, with an indescribable magic power.

Wen Qingyue was stunned for a long time before she figured out what he meant, her face became hot instantly, she glared at him and scolded: "Shameless!"