Teasing: Qing Leng's ex-husband lost control and kissed me

Chapter 39 Do You Still Think Fu Qingyu Is Worth Marrying?
After the quarrel that day, Li Yang and Fu Qingyu never spoke a word again - even though Fu Qingyu moved his work to his home, the two faced each other every day.

When sleeping at night, he would still put his arms around her to sleep regardless of Li Yang's resistance.

I don't know the reason, but now Fu Qingyu looks at her very closely, and he doesn't listen to her talking about the divorce at all.

It's just that being forced to face the person who killed his child, Li Yang feels humiliated all the time.

So on this day, when Fu Qingyu finally had to go out because of company entertainment, Li Yang dialed the number he knew by heart.

After the call was connected, she couldn't wait to say: "He's gone."

"This side has been ready for a long time, everything is OK, I will pick you up now?"

"it is good."

Even though he knew that the other party couldn't see it, Li Yang still nodded his head heavily, the determination in his eyes shone with a charming luster.

After hanging up the phone, Li Yang sat in front of the dressing table, wanting to dress himself up.

After being tormented by Fu Qingyu for so long, her short hair, which was originally crisp and neat, has grown to the shoulders and has not been cut because she no longer needs to work.

She used to be well-proportioned, and her appearance was one of the best even in the acting department.

But now, the round oval face is now thinner.Those almond-shaped eyes that were looking forward and shining brightly did not have any vitality and brilliance.

Her skin without a trace of blood, coupled with the smallest size, and wearing a red nightgown with an empty upper body, made her look like a vampire who had never seen the sun in the old castle.

Looking at his lifeless and sickly self in the mirror, Li Yang gave a big smile.

"Crack."

The crisp sound of scissors sounded without any hesitation, and her shoulder-length hair fell to the ground.

Put on a snow-white long skirt, paint bright red lips, sit on the railing of the balcony on the second floor and look into the distance.

Blue sky and white clouds, Huifeng and smooth.

Until now, Li Yang felt that he had breathed his first breath after the child left.

Picking up the phone, dialing the only number in the address book, listening to the regular beeps, Li Yang's heart was extremely peaceful.

"Yangyang?" Fu Qingyu's voice was a little surprised.

After that night, Yang Yang ignored him again.

Did you feel soft-hearted when you took the initiative to call this time?
"Fu Qingyu, I called you today because I think I need to explain something to you."

Li Yang lowered his head and looked at his thin white ankle dangling between the railings, like a naughty little girl.

"Tell me." Fu Qingyu spoke hastily.

Li Yang glanced at the situation under the balcony, the corner of his mouth smiled deeper and more flamboyantly:

"First, you and Xu Qingru killed me and our child together. I hope you will always remember this."

Sensing that her tone was not right, Fu Qingyu paused his signing hand: "Yangyang, what are you talking about?"

Li Yang ignored him, feeling the itch brought by the high evening wind blowing his short hair, and narrowed his eyes comfortably:

"Second, I am very petty and hold grudges. So I wish you will be poor and destitute without love. May you have countless peach blossoms around you, but no one treats you sincerely. May you be as painful as I am, so that you will be happy." Best apology ever for me and our kids."

"Yangyang, what do you mean by this? Where are you?"

It was probably the first time in Fu Qingyu's life that he was so panic-stricken, he recklessly put down everything in his hand, and rushed outside.

People in the company suddenly saw it and thought it was a crazy wild dog.

It is absolutely impossible for Mr. Fu, who is aloof, to be in such a mess.

"I'm at home, didn't you send someone to watch me?" Li Yang laughed angrily when he heard what he said.

This man didn't have any B numbers in his heart about what he had done from the beginning to the end.

However, this episode did not affect her leaving a "last word".

"Fu Qingyu, the last point, bury me by the sea, and never, ever, never come to see me again. I think I can die peacefully."

Li Yang looked at the skirt fluttering in the wind, and his voice was faint.

Such white clothes, the last time I wore them was in the hospital...

"Yangyang, you...you calm down, can you talk about it when I get home?" Fu Qingyu's voice was trembling, "I promise, I will promise you whatever you want."

But this time, he didn't wait for Li Yang's answer.

The sound of the breathing of the two people was transmitted to each other's ears through the intertwined network cables.

Then, he heard Aunt Li's scream on the other end of the phone: "Ma'am! What are you doing sitting at such a high place!"

He heard Li Yang shout angrily without a trace of emotion: "Don't come over!"

"Yang... Yangyang..." Fu Qingyu called weakly, not even daring to speak loudly.

"Fu Qingyu, farewell."

Li Yang's angry words, together with Aunt Li's screams and the sound of the phone breaking, disappeared before the phone disconnected and the busy beep sounded.

Listening to the "beep" sound in the mobile phone, Fu Qingyu's brain was empty for a moment.

Three seconds later, his legs gave way and he fell by the car door.

……

I didn't know how many red lights I ran through along the way. When Fu Qingyu appeared in the bedroom, I could only see Aunt Li sitting on the balcony, crying with snot and tears.

There was nothing on the railing of the balcony facing Aunt Li.

Fu Qingyu was stunned for a long time before opening his mouth with difficulty: "What about her?"

When Aunt Li heard the movement, she wiped away her tears and turned her head, sobbing and opening her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound for a long time, so she could only point to the downstairs.

The ground in the garden downstairs was covered in blood.

"Impossible!" Fu Qingyu's eyes were scarlet instantly, and his face was hideous like a ghost, "Li Yang hates me so much, I'm not dead yet, how could she die?!"

But in the empty room, there was no one who could respond to him before.

Aunt Li burst into tears, and watched him run downstairs like a maniac, looking at the blood in the garden, and for some reason started to roar again.

"Li Yang can't die! She can't die!"

The man's roar echoed continuously in Liang Yuan.

At the same time, on the other side, Li Yang was sitting on a luxurious sofa wrapped in a quilt, holding a pile of snacks such as potato chips, chicken feet, fish tofu, etc., with a dull expression on his face.

In front of her, stood a woman who couldn't conceal her role even in low-key sportswear.

The woman's hips were crossed, her palm-sized face twisted together, and Liang Bin's fairy bangs were constantly blown up, down, and up again by the heavy breath from her nostrils.

Yi Xueer, Li Yang's good friend for many years.

The eldest lady of the Yi family, the flower of the Acting Department of A University, is now second to none, and the top class in the sky.

At this time, the goddess-level beauty who was rumored to be as cold as an iceberg was pointing at Li Yang's nose and cursing like a street shrew:

"You can see clearly how down and out you are now. I told you to break up with Fu Qingyu. Am I wrong?! At the beginning, A was talking about appearance, and you were the only one who could fight me? Look at your current appearance, Tortured by the Fu family's mess, you look like a ghost! Do you still think Fu Qingyu is worth marrying?"

(End of this chapter)