Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

193 Chapter [-] Really Trapped Others

"Take off your coat!"

This is the first time in so many years that Mr. Fu has been so angry.

Fu Yancheng was concerned about his body, and knew that the old man urgently needed to vent.

And he couldn't refute the crime in his mouth.

After all, he did mess around outside behind the back of the so-called Mianmian.

The suit jacket was taken by the housekeeper, leaving only a thin shirt inside.

"Snapped!"

The whip slammed heavily on Fu Yancheng's back.

The old man was in the army when he was young, and he was very energetic. Even if he is sick now, he is very powerful when he swings the whip.

Fu Yancheng frowned in pain, only feeling his back was ripped apart.

"I don't care about other people's colorful flags fluttering outside, but how can you be sorry for Mianmian! Such a good girl, following you, really spoiled her!"

The whip swung down one whip after another!

Fu Yancheng's back soon lost a trace of good flesh, and the welts were criss-crossed, which looked terrifying.

Fu Qiuya, who was standing not far away, didn't expect the old man to strike so hard, she was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"Father."

"shut up!"

Mr. Fu's face turned red, and he stared at her with piercing eyes.

"No one is allowed to intercede with this bastard!"

In the Fu family, the old man has the greatest prestige. He handed over the Fu family to Fu Yancheng, and there are so many juniors in the Fu family, and Fu Yancheng has several uncles, which shows how much old man Fu values ​​him.

Even his marriage is personally worrying about.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Another two whips were swung on Fu Yancheng's back.

The white shirt was already stained red with blood, but Fu Yancheng's back was still straight. Hearing the old man panting loudly, he didn't dare to refute at this time.

For example, he doesn't like Sheng Mian at all, this wife was originally arranged by the old man.

If the old man really felt that he had insulted her, he might as well let them divorce.

But if he said this, I'm afraid Mr. Fu would faint from anger.

After smoking for half an hour, Mr. Fu seemed to be relieved, and threw the whip to the housekeeper beside him.

When the butler took the whip, his hands were shaking because it was covered in blood.

Mr. Fu had a serious face and sat on a pineapple chair beside him.

"Yancheng, I know you feel wronged, but no matter what, Mianmian is your wife, and you have consummated with her, so you should be responsible for her. I don't plan to tell Mianmian about this, and you keep it secret. If she finds out about the couple quarreling at the end of the bed, buy some gifts to coax her, and stop contacting other women, or else"

When he said this, there was a trace of hostility in the old man's eyes.

Fu Yancheng frowned. When he heard that the house was consummated, he felt ridiculous. What did that woman say.

Just as he was about to refute, he heard the old man cough violently.

"Cough, cough, anyway, Mianmian is a good girl, remember this whipping for me, if you dare to mess around outside again, I will take care of the woman you cheated on together!"

Sheng Mian's face flashed across Fu Yancheng's mind, inexplicably, he didn't want her to be implicated because of this.

"Get out! Cough cough."

Mr. Fu was so angry that he patted his chest, and the housekeeper at the side hurriedly handed over the whip to others. This was a whip specially used for family law, and this was the first time that Mr. Fu invited out this whip in these years.

The butler quickly brought the medicine and fed it to the old man.

Fu Qiuya, who was not far away, came over, took Fu Yancheng's coat, and wanted to help him up.

But Fu Yancheng stood up by himself, seeing that the old man was still panting, he knew he couldn't continue to provoke him.

"Grandpa, take care of yourself."

"You bastard, don't be mad at me! I can live a long life!"

Fu Yancheng stopped talking immediately, and only took the coat handed over by Fu Qiuya.

The old man probably didn't want to see him now.

Just as he was about to leave, Mr. Fu spoke.

"Buy some gifts for Mianmian, you're sorry for her, even if she doesn't know, you have to make it up to her."

Fu Yancheng frowned, and his dislike for that woman deepened.

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)