After I died, Master Fu let Bai Yueguang be buried with me

Fu Tingkun's eyes were dark: "Disinfect her and stop the bleeding first."

"Yes!"

Aunt Mei heard the impatience in the eldest young master's voice and responded quickly.

He opened the medicine box with swift movements.

Remove the sterile cotton swab and bandage.

"I'll do it myself."

Jiang Yuyan took the disinfectant cotton swab from her hand and touched the wound.

Some pain.

She couldn't help but frown.

It didn't escape Fu Tingkun's eyes.

Aunt Mei continued to hand over the Band-Aid.

Jiang Yuyan shook her head and refused: "No, the wound is not deep, just simply detoxify it."

She's not that delicate.

It was just a minor injury, she didn't take it seriously at all.

When Aunt Mei was at a loss, Fu Tingkun suddenly took the Band-Aid from her hand.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, he squatted in front of Jiang Yuyan.

He personally put the band-aid on the wound on her fingertip.

Jiang Yuyan looked shocked.

I was even more shocked.

Fu Tingkun...actually put the Band-Aid on her wound himself?

She thought he came back this time to stand up for Lu Qianqian.

It would probably hurt her even more.

did not expect……

Before Jiang Yuyan could react, Fu Tingkun had already stood up.

He instructed Aunt Mei earnestly, "Clean up the floor thoroughly. Don't leave even a single piece of debris."

All the servants were shocked.

Even Aunt Mei took a moment to come to her senses: "Yes!"

After saying this, Fu Tingkun turned and walked towards the entrance, put on his shoes again, and went out.

After seeing him leave, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But the servants were particularly confused.

Their eldest young master never shows his emotions and rarely loses his temper.

It seemed as if there was nothing at all that was worth his anger.

When he was with Miss Lu, he basically never lost his temper.

That's why the rumor goes that he dotes on Lu Qianqian so much.

But now he is so angry just because the young mistress broke a water cup?

It seems that the young mistress and the young master will not live long.

Aunt Mei looked at Jiang Yuyan meaningfully, "Madam, does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. You guys go about your business and don't worry about me." Jiang Yuyan said lightly.

The servants quickly cleared the debris from the sofa and went upstairs to continue cleaning.

Jiang Yuyan leaned on the sofa with a complicated expression.

She originally thought that Fu Tingkun came back suddenly in broad daylight to find her to answer for the incident in which Lu Qianqian was splashed with water last night.

Unexpectedly, he didn't mention that incident at all when he came back.

Instead, he kindly put a Band-Aid on her wound and then left?

She really couldn't figure out what he was trying to do.

But anyway, it's a good thing.

At least Fu Tingkun did not mention renegotiating the divorce agreement with her.

As long as he doesn't touch the money that they had agreed upon in the divorce.

She didn't have any sense of crisis at all.

After all, in her opinion, money is the most important thing.

As long as the money is settled during the divorce, everything will be fine.

Not long after Fu Tingkun left, his good friend Chen Rong came to visit him.

Jiang Yuyan and Fu Tingkun have been married for three years, and this is the first time Chen Rong has visited this villa.

In her mind, this house is already a top-notch luxury villa.

It's inevitable to take a few more glances.

"Although Fu Tingkun has almost banished you to the cold palace for the past three years, this place is indeed as luxurious as a palace. So what if it's a cold palace? It's worth it to live in such a cold palace." Chen Rong muttered.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Jiang Yuyan asked in confusion.

If it wasn't an urgent matter, Chen Rong would not have come in person.

"I'm not..." she was about to speak.

Jiang Yuyan suddenly gestured to her: "Let's go to my room and talk."

Since there are people arranged by Lu Qianqian in this villa, such as the servant Xiaohong.

There is no guarantee that there are no other spies.

To be on the safe side, it would be safer for them to go to her room to talk.

Chen Rong nodded and went upstairs with her to Jiang Yuyan's bedroom.

"By the way, when I was driving here just now, I happened to pass by Fu Tingkun's luxury car..."

Chen Rong suddenly mentioned, "But Mr. Fu has been frowning in the back seat, as if he's angry about something."

"Don't worry about him. He just came over and left again! Who knows what he is angry about." Jiang Yuyan shrugged.

As long as she is not angry about the breakup fee being too high, she doesn't want to care.

"Fu Tingkun just came over? He's not here to blame you for Lu Qianqian being splashed with water last night, is he?" Chen Rong asked worriedly.

His eyes swept over Jiang Yuyan's finger covered with a bandage, and he asked more nervously, "What's wrong with your hand? Did Fu Tingkun just quarrel with you and hurt you?"

Jiang Yuyan shook her head: "No, you think he is Pei Youchi? It has nothing to do with him. I accidentally broke the water cup and cut myself."

In the past, when Pei Youchi went crazy, he would indeed hurt her accidentally.

Fortunately, Fu Tingkun is emotionally stable and has not hurt her yet.

Even if it is related to Lu Qianqian.

"Why are you so careless? Have you disinfected it?" Chen Rong asked anxiously.

"It has been disinfected. I just saw the news online that Mr. Fang had his hand chopped off, and I was scared," Jiang Yuyan replied.

Chen Rong grabbed her hand and asked, "Do you also suspect Pei Youchi?"

Jiang Yuyan's expression was solemn: "No one else can do this except him."

"If it was really Pei Youchi who sent someone to do it, it proves that his possessiveness over you is as strong as it was three years ago." Chen Rong frowned.

She saw clearly from their side how Pei Youchi madly controlled Jiang Yuyan three years ago.

I thought that since the real person Lu Qianqian had returned, Pei Youchi could finally let go of the substitute Jiang Yuyan.

But I didn't expect that he was still as paranoid and controlling as before.

Jiang Yuyan looked at her best friend: "Rongrong, you didn't come here just for this, did you?"

Chen Rong looked anxious. "I'm worried that even if you successfully divorce and get rid of Fu Tingkun, you'll fall into Pei Youchi's hands again. If Fu Tingkun knows about your previous relationship with Pei Youchi, he'll inevitably suspect that you've been lurking around him for the past three years as an undercover agent for Pei Youchi. Fu Tingkun won't let you go then."

Jiang Yuyan raised her eyebrows: "I expected this a long time ago, that's why I asked you to help me fake my death and leave."

In the past, Chen Rong thought that Jiang Yuyan was making a big deal out of nothing by planning a fake death just to get a divorce.

But now she realized that Jiang Yuyan also had her own difficulties.

If she didn't fake her death and leave, she would not have a good life if she fell into the hands of either Fu Tingkun or Pei Youchi.

"Okay, I will definitely help you!" Chen Rong said more firmly.

Xiaohong saw that Jiang Yuyan actually had a friend over, and the two of them went to the young lady's bedroom upstairs in a mysterious manner.

I guessed that the two of them must have something secret to discuss.

She deliberately moved closer to the young lady's door, ready to eavesdrop.

"Xiaohong, did you clean the windowsill I asked you to clean?"