Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

"Brother, I called you brother, don't be stubborn, beg for mercy, and today's incident will be over."

Fu Xiuhe's head was already a little dizzy, but when he heard Su Hao's words, he held his breath and turned his head.

When Wen Ling and the others came over, Fu Xiuhe was unable to speak.

Wen Ling's heart skipped a beat. Fu Yu didn't really have any strength left in the stick in his hand. He was really beating the man to death.

When Su Hao saw Wen Ling, Xue Jin and the others coming, he quickly kicked Fu Xiuhe away, and the stick missed.

Wen Ling quickly stepped forward and grabbed his hand.

"That's enough, Fu Yu. If you continue fighting, someone will die."

Su Hao and Xue Jin pulled Fu Xiuhe up and sent him to the hospital.

Wen Ling snatched the blood-stained stick from Fu Yu's hand, feeling suffocated with anger.

"You really want to beat someone to death."

Fu Yu lowered his eyes, the corners of his eyes were red, and he was breathing slightly, which showed that he was angry just now.

"Isn't this what he wants?"

"If you beat someone to death, that's murder. You'll be thrown into prison and probably never get out."

Wen Ling looked serious.

Fu Yu, however, still looked indifferent and pushed the person away, dissatisfied with Wen Ling's tone.

"so what."

His tone was surprisingly calm, and this look of complete indifference made Wen Ling so angry that she turned around and wanted to leave.

I know he is a fierce fighter, but today is the first time I know he is so fierce in fighting.

Taking a deep breath, Wen Ling turned around, her eyes slightly red.

"Am I not your girlfriend? Didn't you think of me after you beat him to death? What should I do?"

Fu Yu stared at her red eyes, slightly startled, twisted his fingers lightly, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Her peach-colored eyelashes trembled, "Then wouldn't that free you? Isn't getting rid of me what you wanted?"

Wen Ling choked and gritted her teeth. It was the first time she was so tough in front of Fu Yu.

"Bullshit, Fu Yu, can't you fucking see that I like you?"

Because he had just fought, Fu Yu lifted up his sleeves, revealing a white wrist with visible muscle lines.

He raised his hand and pressed on Wen Ling's rosy eyes, repeating her words.

"like me?"

"Yes, I like you."

"If I don't like you, will I prepare candy for you every day? If I don't like you, will I reserve a room for you in my house?"

Wen Ling pulled his arm and pressed him against the wall, looking up at him.

"Didn't you ask me to be your girlfriend? Then when you beat someone to death, did you never think about me? If something happened to you, didn't you think about whether I would be sad?"

"Fu Yu, you are such a scumbag!"

Pulling the man aside, Fu Yu, a towering 5'8", followed him. There was a rock nearby, and Wen Ling pressed the man against the wall again, placing his feet on the rock and leaning towards Fu Yu.

Holding his body in place, she bit his lips hard.

This was the scene that Xue Jin, Cheng Beiyan and others saw when they came back.

Xue Jin couldn't help but exclaim "Fuck!", and Cheng Beiyan quickly pulled him away.

"Sister Wen Ling is awesome."

Xue Jin gave Cheng Beiyan a thumbs up. It seemed like their princess had really become a little princess.

After kissing for a long time, Wen Ling felt that she was about to lose her breath, so she let go of her hand that was holding his collar and moved some distance away.

Fu Yu's lips were very red from being ravaged by her, and his peach blossom eyes were also moist and red. Their breaths met, and Wen Ling could hear his panting.

Fu Yu looked at her and asked, "Are you done venting your anger?"

"no!"

Fu Yu pursed his lips, his eyes already showing a hint of spring, and now his expression became even more wanton. He put his arm around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

"Then keep kissing."

Fu Yu's kiss was even more brutal than Wen Ling's. When their lips touched, she could taste the blood. Her body was pressed hard into his arms, fitting tightly together and she couldn't get away at all.

After a long time, Wen Ling could only lean on Fu Yu with weak legs and gasp for breath.

After a while, Fu Yu lowered his head and bit Wen Ling's ear with a fierce tone.

"If you want to control me, I'll give you that power, but if you like me, you'd better promise to always like me, otherwise, I'll kill you."

Anyone else would have been frightened by his words, but Wen Ling didn't take it seriously at all.

They had only just made so much progress, and after hearing what he said, she was quite tempted to give it a try.

After leaving the alley, Wen Ling took people to the hospital.

Fu Yu frowned and didn't want to go, but remembering what he had just promised Wen Ling in the alley, he reluctantly followed Wen Ling into the taxi with a sour face.

In the hospital, Fu Xiuhe was wrapped up like a dumpling, with only his eyes, mouth and nostrils visible on his face.

Su Hao stood in front of him and looked at his miserable appearance, sighing softly.

"Come on, why bother? Why are you being so stubborn? You wouldn't be in such a bad situation if you just gave in."

Fu Xiuhe ignored him, his eyes were red, he was heartbroken, Fu Yu really beat him to death.

When Wen Ling pulled Fu Yu in, Fu Xiuhe was leaning half-dead on the bed.

When he saw Fu Yu, his eyes lit up and then turned away.

"how is he?"

Wen Ling asked, and she probably knew what happened. It was partly because of her, so she didn't want to really beat someone up and cause any sequelae in the future.

"It's nothing serious, just looks scary, they are just superficial injuries."

Wen Ling nodded.

The disinfectant in the air was a bit pungent. Fu Yu frowned and sounded a little irritable.

"People have seen it, let's go."

Fu Xiuhe sat up with a big movement and looked at Fu Yu in disbelief.

He was injured like this, and he didn't even look at him when he came in. Does that mean he had seen him?

Her eyes swept over their clasped hands, and her voice was awkward.

"Is she really your girlfriend?"

Then it became awkward, and no one paid any attention to him.

Fu Xiuhe was so angry that he was about to die. He glared at Wen Ling with gritted teeth.

"Are you really his girlfriend?"

Wen Ling raised her eyebrows, gave him face, and took Fu Yu's hand and raised it in front of him.

"It's obvious."

Thinking of the other purpose of coming here, Wen Ling opened her phone and handed the chat history she found on Yu Chunyi's phone yesterday to Fu Xiuhe.

"Look, this is the most beautiful girl in your eyes."

The above is the chat record between Yu Chunyi and a boy. The content is very ambiguous. Wen Ling knows that the boy on the other side is called Nan He, who is the other rich second-generation boyfriend that Wen Ling later found in the story.

In the story, Wen Ling was able to get in touch with Nan He because of Yu Chunyi. Nan He has countless girlfriends in his phone.

Fu Xiuhe was scrolling through the chat history, tears streaming down his face.

Su Hao also came forward to take a look out of curiosity, and then he said with a sigh, "So you're just a spare tire too."

He was already sad enough, and Su Hao rubbed salt into his wounds. Fu Xiuhe yelled at him.

"How good are you? You don't even know how you are Duan Yin's spare tire. No, you're not even a spare tire."

Hahaha, it has to be this way, right?

Su Hao took a deep breath, "How can that little green tea girl surnamed Yu compare to Yin Yin?"

"Yinyin dared to let me know openly that I'm just a fish in her pond. Does that little green tea dare to tell you?"

Fu Xiuhe was furious. "Is this something to be proud of?"