After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Fu Yu wanted to send the photo directly to Aunt Qi, but after thinking about it, she had already offended Qi Yunqian, and if she wanted to stay in the hotel, maybe Qi Yunqian's people would find her.

Not safe.

Fu Yu hurriedly limped up to pack his things.

After packing up, she subconsciously took out her makeup bag to cover up the slap marks on her face.

As soon as the foundation was taken out, I immediately reacted.

What is she doing to cover her palm prints?

It should be kept!

Not only keep it, but also make her more serious!

Only in this way can I sue Aunt Qi!

A haze flashed in Fu Yu's eyes, and she took the powder and patted a thin layer on her lips. Coupled with her swollen cheeks, she looked even more pitiful.

Then she messed up her hair again.

Enduring the discomfort, he put on the dirty clothes he had changed.

After making himself look like others would sympathize with him at a glance, he limped out of the hotel with his suitcase and took a taxi to the Qi family's old house.

Three 10 minutes later.

Fu Yu's taxi stopped in front of Qi's old house.

After getting off the car, Fu Yu took out his mobile phone and called Mrs. Qi.

As soon as the call was connected, Fu Yu cleared his throat, and said in a tearful voice, "Aunt Qi, I was bullied by Song Shiwei."

Mrs. Qi was a little surprised when she received a call from Fu Yu.

She went to the temple to pay respects to the Buddha recently, and she didn't pay much attention to the news on the Internet. She didn't know what happened to the Fu family recently.

Hearing Fu Yu's aggrieved voice, Mrs. Qi frowned instantly: "What's going on?"

Fu Yu's voice was choked with sobs: "Auntie, I'm at the door of Qi's old house right now. Open the door to see me, and you'll know."

Madam Qi frowned, got up and went to the door of the old house, and asked the guard to open the door.

As soon as she opened it, Mrs. Qi froze.

Standing at the door, Fu Yu's clothes were messy, his clothes were covered with mud stains, his hair was messed up, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

The face that had always been wearing exquisite makeup was even more red and swollen, and there were still two palm marks on the left and right cheeks.

On the white and straight legs exposed under the short skirt, the knees were bruised and purple, which looked extremely terrifying.

The whole person looked as if he had been severely beaten.

Mrs. Qi groaned, and stepped forward to support Fu Yu with a distressed face: "What's going on? Song Shiwei did it?"

Fu Yu observed Mrs. Xia Qi's reaction indiscriminately, and found that the distress on her face was not fake, and guessed in her heart that she might not have seen the comments about the Fu family on the Internet.

Her eyes were reddish, she was so wronged that she shed tears, as if she couldn't stand up, she limply leaned on Mrs. Qi: "She did it."

"I wanted to go and play with Brother Yunqian today, but when I went to Jiangjing Villa, I found Song Shiwei inside. She wouldn't let me in, and said that if I wanted to go in, I would kneel down and beg her."

Fu Yu wiped away his tears, his voice choked up: "If I refuse, she will come out and beat me, woo woo woo."

When Mrs. Qi heard this, she felt distressed and angry. She hurriedly comforted her and dragged her into the house: "This is too much! It's outrageous! You go in with Auntie first and clean yourself up. Don't worry, Auntie will help you call the shots!"

Fu Yu hummed weepingly, followed Mrs. Qi into the room, took a bath again under her arrangement, and changed into comfortable and clean clothes.

Mrs. Qi arranged for a maid to apply medicine to Fu Yu. After the medicine was finished, the injuries on Fu Yu's body looked even more hideous.

When he felt more comfortable, Fu Yu looked at Mrs. Qi hesitantly: "Auntie, I just received a few photos about Song Shiwei in my mobile phone. I thought about it for a long time, and decided to show you."

As he spoke, Fu Yu recalled the photo he had just sent to Qi Yunqian, and handed the phone to Mrs. Qi.

Mrs. Qi was already angry, but when she saw those photos, her eyes instantly went dark.

She snatched the phone, stared at several photos with wide eyes, her hand holding the phone was shaking: "Who gave you these photos?"

If this gets out, it will be the biggest scandal of the Qi family!

Fu Yu looked innocent: "I don't know, I saw the photos in the album when I looked at it."

Mrs. Qi was breathing heavily, her chest heaving violently. She tried to calm down and looked at Fu Yu: "Who has seen these photos besides you?"

Fu Yu bit his lip and said falteringly: "I...I showed it to brother Yunqian...he...he didn't respond."

Mrs. Qi rubbed her temples, which were swollen and sore due to excessive emotional ups and downs, and it took a long time to completely calm down.

She didn't like Song Shiwei in the first place, but seeing these photos now, she hated her even more in her heart, and made up her mind to let Qi Yunqian divorce her.

Their Qi family can't afford to lose this person!

Mrs. Qi originally wanted to call Qi Yunqian directly, but seeing Fu Yu, she changed her mind.

"I see. I will have a good talk with Yun Qian. You are also tired now. Go to sleep before you have something to eat. The guest room has been cleaned up for you."

Fu Yu originally thought Mrs. Qi would be furious after seeing these photos, so she called Song Shiwei directly to scold Song Shiwei. Seeing her like this, she felt a little disappointed.

But she was really tired after tossing around all day, so she didn't say anything at the moment, and nodded obediently: "Okay."

at the same time.

Qi Yunqian came to Jiangjing Villa.

Song Shiwei had just come out of the shower when she saw him sitting on the sofa, staring at her deeply.

She paused slightly with her hand wiping her hair, leaned against the wall, and looked at him with a half-smile: "What? Did you come to help Fu Yu vent your anger?"

Qi Yunqian got up in silence, and strode towards Song Shiwei.

Song Shiwei raised her eyes and looked at him quietly, her eyes were full of indifference.

Qi Yunqian was pierced by the indifference in her eyes, his heart felt like being pricked by dense needles, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, he opened his hands and hugged Song Shiwei tightly in his arms.

Song Shiwei was caught off guard by him, and a look of astonishment flashed across his face.

She smelled the strong smell of alcohol on Qi Yunqian's body, her face darkened, and she struggled hard to break free from his arms: "Qi Yunqian, what are you doing? Are you sick? Let me go!"

Qi Yunqian tightened his arms, hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry."

These three words made Song Shiwei's struggle gradually less, and a bit of doubt appeared on her face: "What did you just say?"

Qi Yunqian closed his eyes, his heart was overwhelmed by regret, he spoke again with a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, I did something wrong."

This time Song Shiwei heard it clearly, and was even more surprised.

Qi Yunqian was actually apologizing to her.

That Qi Yunqian, who was so high above the others and never felt that he did anything wrong, was actually apologizing to her?

Song Shiwei couldn't help but burst out laughing, with extreme sarcasm in his voice: "Is the sun rising from the west today? President Qi, who is so high up, actually apologized to me?"

"Hey, did you drink too much and mistook me for Fu Yu?"

Qi Yunqian greedily inhaled the fresh scent of her body, rolled his Adam's apple, and said hoarsely: "I didn't regard you as her, I know you are Shi Wei, my Shi Wei."

"I know all about what you suffered in prison."