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

After saying that, he called Qiu Yang.

Qiu Yang watched him drive out with his own eyes. Now that he didn't go back, he was a little worried.

"Sihe?"

"Qiu Yang, bring the rope out, Gong Xianyue fell down."

"How long is the rope?"

"About five meters, try to be as long as possible."

Wen Sihe hung up the phone and found that Gong Xianyue was still silent. He was so angry that he jumped down.

The three-meter-high fort ridge still looked a bit scary. No matter how good his physical condition was, he had thought of thousands of ways to prevent injuries, but his foot still sprained.

But he didn't care about this and limped towards Gong Xianyue.

"How are you? Are you injured?"

He turned on his cell phone, and by the light of it, he saw some scratches on her cheek and bleeding on her shoulder.

Gong Xianyue closed her eyes and looked pale.

Wen Sihe calmed down instantly and let go of her chin.

"Sit back and wait, Qiu Yang will be here soon."

Gong Xianyue tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder.

Wen Sihe lost all his energy at the end, but he still didn't forget his advice.

"You usually don't have such a bad temper. What happened this time? You really plan to walk until dawn alone."

"Wen Sihe, you are not good to me."

"What's wrong with me? If it were anyone else, I wouldn't care at all."

In fact, Wen Sihe really didn't know how to treat someone well, let alone a woman.

In his understanding, there has always been only brotherhood, and things like personal relationships between men and women have never been in his consideration.

Gong Xianyue stopped talking, changed her posture, leaned in his arms, and fell asleep. Wen Sihe raised his hand and straightened her messy hair.

He felt that all his indifference towards women seemed to have changed at this moment and became something very wrong.

Qiu Yang came an hour later. When he saw Wen Sihe's car, he came over with the rope.

"I said you guys are here to have fun and commit suicide at night?"

He tied his body to the car and threw it away.

Wen Sihe first tied a knot around Gong Xianyue's waist and asked Qiu Yang to pull her up.

After she got up, he put the rope around his waist.

While driving back, he kept asking Gong Jianyue, "Where does it hurt? There is a doctor in the villa. Don't be willful this time. If you don't want to camp, the worst is not to go tomorrow. Can you rest in the villa and let them go?"

Qiu Yang was driving in the front seat. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at the rearview mirror.

I don't know if Wen Sihe himself noticed that the tone of his conversation with Gong Xianyue was almost compromising.

Does he like Gong Jiyue?

But just as he thought about it, Wen Sihe's cell phone rang, and it was the top-notch flower from yesterday.

His tone instantly became gentle.

"Baby, haven't we already given you all the resources you want? I won't argue with you about hot search topics."

The so-called hot search this time was because the team of Top Little Flower used Wen Sihe to hype up the plot of the TV series, and promoted Top Little Flower to the point where she was the heroine, which showed that she was very valued by the director.

Wen Sihe slept with someone, promised benefits, and didn't bother to care about their team's intentions.

After a few sweet words, he hung up. When he raised his eyes, he happened to meet Qiu Yang's eyes in the rearview mirror.

What Qiu Yang wanted to say was obvious.

I thought you were a prodigal son, but I didn't expect you were still the same scumbag.

Wen Sihe raised his eyebrows and took Gong Xianyue into his arms. (End of chapter)