Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

"What did you say?" Fu Yanshen's heart skipped a beat in shock, his pupils dilated. "Could it be that the fire was between you and Dad..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? In your eyes, your father and I are such heartless villains?

Mom can only tell you that the fire is indirectly related to my Fu family, but it's not what your father and I originally intended. Okay, I have things to do here, so I'm hanging up."

Yu Mengqiu quickly hung up the phone, but after hearing what she said, Fu Yanshen was almost on the verge of collapse.

The fire at the Ruan family was related to the Fu family? If Ruan Zheng knew...

A country road leading to a quiet village.

In the van, a slightly plump woman was holding a glass of water in one hand and chewing a large piece of bread in the other.

The man driving next to him saw this and turned his head to the side, "Wife, don't just focus on eating for yourself, give me some too, I'm almost starving."

The woman gave him a look of disdain, but still tore off half of the bread in her hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

After stuffing it in, she turned her head to look at Xiaobao, who was curled up in the seat in the back row, and sneered, "Just now at the Fu family, this little bastard was quite obedient, otherwise I would have skinned him alive."

"Alright, that's enough of your verbal sparring. What if I really try to skin him alive? Wouldn't that mean my efforts would be wasted?"

The woman snorted, "Speaking of this makes me angry. If it weren't for your old, undead father, would it have taken us so long to find this little bastard? Ayong, you should suffocate that old man to death, otherwise he'll ruin our plans sooner or later."

The man glanced at her sinisterly, "I say, you woman, are you stupid? After killing that old man, what can you use to threaten this little bastard?

Don't forget, if I hadn't threatened him with the old man just now at the Fu family, would he have come back with us so obediently? You saw how pitifully he begged for help from Mrs. Fu. This little bastard, humph, is very smart. "

The woman sneered, "So what if he's smart? If he leaves the Fu family, does he think that Mrs. Fu can save him?"

"That's definitely not possible, because I left them a fake address. Okay, take a nap and don't disturb me while I'm driving." After Ayong finished speaking, he concentrated on driving.

When the woman saw Xiaobao sleeping with even breathing, she cursed: "You little bastard, you're sleeping soundly." She closed her eyes and took a nap too.

In the back seat, Xiaobao noticed that the sinister gaze of the woman in front of him was not fixed on him, and tears slowly fell from the corners of his eyes.

Grandpa, the grandpa who almost risked his life to protect him, suddenly felt a pang of pain in his heart.

During the time he was away, he didn't know how his grandfather was doing, whether he was in good health, or whether he had food to eat.

It's late at night and everything is quiet.

The endlessly bumpy van finally stopped.

The car door opened with a bang, and Xiaobao slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar home in front of him, his eyes became moist.

He Fengcui looked at him coldly, her tone fierce and vicious, "Why are you still hiding there? Don't you want to see that old man?" After saying that, she pulled Xiaobao out of the seat and got him out of the car.

Seeing her rough gestures, Ayong sneered, "Take it easy, bitch. Don't let him get away with it. I'm still waiting for him to make hundreds of billions for us."

He Fengcui turned her head and looked at him coldly, "Don't worry, this little bastard is our cash cow, I know my limits." After saying that, she twisted Xiaobao's ear and went into the house.

Xiaobao cried in pain, and the sobbing sound was so abrupt and heartbreaking in the silent night.

In the old house, an old man with a bony and thin figure and sunken eyes heard sobbing outside. He stood up tremblingly, then hurriedly took the crutch beside the bed and staggered out of the room.

Xiaobao, was it his illusion? He seemed to hear Xiaobao crying.

"Why are you crying? Don't cry. If you cry again, I will beat you to death." He Fengcui scolded Xiaobao fiercely when she heard him crying.

As soon as she finished speaking, the old man's trembling figure came out. Seeing that her hand was twisting Xiaobao's ear fiercely, he pushed her away with tears in his eyes.

Angry, "Are you still a human being? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning for treating Xiaobao like this?"