After the divorce: the president can't hold back the young grandmother

Chapter 92 She bites him angrily

She moved quickly and accurately. After grabbing Fu Huaijin's wrist, she met Fu Huaijin's gaze:
"Mr. Fu, I can't run away under your nose. Even if I do run away, as long as you move your mouth, I will be hard to fly. My daughter is still very young, and she is very dependent on me as a mother , If she can't see me, she will be uneasy and afraid..."

Pursing her lower lip, "Can you send them back to the Begonia Famous Garden first?"

"No." Fu Huaijin refused without hesitation.

The reasons for his refusal are shameless:
"Your domineering look is really annoying, but your low-key look is pleasing to the heart. I can't agree so readily to your low-browed and pleasing look."

Sheng Chaomu bit his back teeth, let go of his hand, and slapped uncontrollably.

However, her slap did not fall.

One is that she restrained herself.

Second, at the same time, Fu Huaijin grabbed her wrist.

After Fu Huaijin grabbed her wrist, she warned coldly:
"Sheng Hanchun, you have already slapped my face once, you don't want to die without a place to die, why don't you slap me again?"

The man's eyes were dark and deep, hiding Tuoba's cold hostility.

Sheng Chaomu couldn't remember what kind of person Fu Huaijin was in her eyes when she was young?
It's only been five years, and the distance between them is no longer as far away as life and death.

Sheng Chaomu's expression was weak, he withdrew his gaze, and was about to withdraw his hand, but the man just grabbed her wrist at this moment and did not let go.

His palm was hot and scalding, with great strength, as if he was going to pinch her wrist off at any time, he clasped it very hard.

Sheng Chaomu frowned, and said in obvious displeasure: "What are you doing? Let go."

However, instead of letting go, the man opened her palm with his other hand at this moment, and the phoenix eyes became thick and hot at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sheng Zhaomu didn't understand his reaction, so the man took her hand with both hands, scraped her palm with his fingertips, and finally rubbed and lingered on the thumb-sized scar on the palm.

Sheng Chaomu thought of something.

When she was seven years old when she was accidentally pushed and injured by Sheng Xuanye from the rockery, Fu Huaijin was there at that time.

At that time, she pressed her palm hard, and the small stone almost pierced her palm. At that time, she was full of tears of pain, and Fu Huaijin was the first one who ran forward to comfort her.

At that time, he was already 15 years old, and he was an outstanding boy.

Sheng Chaomu vaguely remembered that when he hugged her who was injured, she rubbed her tears and snot on his neck, and he said to her very dissatisfied:
"Miss, you are the ugliest and dirtiest child I have ever seen cry."

At that time, she bit him angrily, right on the artery in his neck, and he was bleeding from the bite, and he didn't make a sound.

"Why, even this scar on the palm is exactly the same as Sheng Chaomu's?"

Fu Huaijin's obviously emotionally out of control voice interrupted Sheng Chaomu's memories.

Her eyes were a little dazed, and when they collided with Fu Huaijin's deep gaze, she obviously dodged a little.

Before she could speak, the man let go of her wrist, and pinched her chin with his long fingers, forcing her to face her directly and only look into his eyes:
"Sheng Hanchun, don't treat me as a mentally retarded man. The scar on your hand is not more than ten years old. It wouldn't be what it is now. Why, your scar is exactly the same as hers?"

Sheng Chaomu was taken aback by his red eyes, but he quickly calmed down and asked calmly:

"What's the problem? I got this scar from a fall when I was a child... The reason why it's exactly the same as your ex-wife's is just a coincidence."

Fu Huaijin roared angrily, "You're lying!"

Sheng Chaomu frowned, and asked:

"What does Mr. Fu think? Could it be that in order to imitate your ex-wife, I started self-harming myself at a very young age, just to make the scars exactly like hers?"

Fu Huaijin replied subconsciously: "No."

Sheng Chaomu raised his eyebrows:
"Why is that? You are so emotional, I don't understand what you are doubting. Hasn't your ex-wife been brought back by you? I have a scar on my hand that is exactly the same as hers. What can I prove? It’s just a coincidence.”

Fu Huaijin tugged on his tie irritably, and after the restlessness in his chest subsided, he opened the door and got out of the car.

The street lamps stretched his already tall and straight figure even longer.

He stood under a lamppost on the parking lot, lit a cigarette, and smoked it silently.

It's not right.

The ex-wife he found had the same face, and the DNA test was correct. The only problem was the details hidden on her body.

For example, her palms do not have the scars left by being pierced by pebbles when she was a child, for example, she does not have beauty spots behind her ears...

But Sheng Hanchun is a woman.

What is going wrong?
He checked, Sheng Hanchun became best friends with Sheng Chaomu after being kicked out by Sheng Yuanchang, logically, Sheng Hanchun should be very enthusiastic when he saw the best friend who was found back, but she could only be indifferent to this best friend except for sarcasm.

Could it be that the ex-wife who was found was a counterfeit?

(End of this chapter)