Ex-husband, stay safe

Chapter 457 It's been a long time

"Now that my stomach problems have recurred, why bother?" Du Qinpei persuaded Fu Yanzhou with a sad face, "Isn't Jiajia good enough? She is better than Qin Luo in terms of character, family background, and personality." A hundred times better."

Hearing Du Qinpei boasting about herself like this, Tang Jia looked expectantly at Fu Yanzhou, expecting his answer.

Fu Yanzhou frowned in disgust, he hated Du Qinpei's actions.He gave a 'tsk' impatiently, "Mom, I didn't come here this time to hear what you said."

Fu Yanzhou couldn't stand such a trick anymore, turned around, and left without looking back no matter how Du Qinpei shouted behind him.

Du Qinpei got out of bed barefoot, walked to the window, quietly stared at the car disappearing into the night, with a slight smile on his lips, "Even if you don't like Tang Jia, I will find a way to make you have to Marry Tang Jia."

After that, she turned around and stared straight at Tang Jia, her eyes were too deep and deep, which made Tang Jia feel a little uncomfortable.After a few seconds, Du Qinpei said, "Three days later, at my birthday party, you have to dress up and attend."

Tang Jia was taken aback for a moment, then understood Du Qinpei's opinion, she nodded vigorously, "I will!"

This time, even if Fu Yanzhou is unwilling, Du Qinpei must make do with the two of them together!
After sending Tang Jia away, Du Qinpei picked up his mobile phone, dialed a number, and said to the person over there, "Hello, I want to get something from you. The price is negotiable."

Du Qinpei thought, she must use an extreme method to force Fu Yanzhou to submit.

Fu Yanzhou returned home, and as soon as he entered the door, his stomach disease miraculously improved.He sighed silently, it was indeed Du Qinpei and the others that caused him to be like this.

After Fu Yanzhou dragged his exhausted body and threw himself on the soft sofa, his cell phone rang. It was Song Ming who called. Seeing this, a gleam of light flashed across Fu Yanzhou's usually calm eyes.

He picked up the phone, "Tell me, is it good news?"

Song Ming's voice was not as heavy and weak as before, but instead he was full of energy, "Well, although I still haven't hacked into Qiao Zheng's computer, I got one from a certain way... Well, it might be happier for you Phone number. Mr. Fu, do you want it?"

telephone number?Fu Yanzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of danger hidden in his voice, "Could it be Qiao Zheng's?"

When Song Ming heard this, he immediately denied it, "How is it possible!" If he got Qiao Zheng's phone number, but it was useless, would he dare to report it to Fu Yanzhou like this?Thinking of this, Song Ming didn't hold back anymore. "It's the mobile phone number of the president's wife. It's abroad. I can't find out where she is abroad. It was obviously blocked by Qiao Zheng by some means."

"Say." Fu Yanzhou's heart was jumping for joy, and he hadn't heard Qin Luo's voice for a week, and the longing almost drove him crazy.

Song Ming reported a series of mobile phone numbers, and finally said with a smirk: "Mr. Fu, I wish you good luck." After finishing speaking, he hung up without delaying Fu Yanzhou's time to make a call.

Fu Yanzhou's memory is surprisingly good. Song Ming only said it once, and he immediately engraved this string of phone numbers in his mind, which could not be erased no matter what.

Fu Yanzhou's fingertips trembled slightly, and his hand holding the smartphone was a little unsteady. He slowly pressed the phone number recorded in his mind, his heart beating like thunder.

Almost jumped from the chest to the throat.

Just pressing a mobile phone number seemed to take the greatest courage in his life.

The beeps on the other end of the phone seemed as long as a century, and finally, the familiar, melodious voice like an oriole came lazily from the other end, full of sleepiness.

It seemed that Qin Luo was still asleep when he called.

Fu Yanzhou's breathing became slightly rapid, he opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be tightly strangled, and he couldn't make any sound.

Qin Luo had taken a nap and slept well, but a phone call pulled her out of her sleep abruptly, and she picked up the call without even seeing the call prompt, with the earpiece next to her ear, and there was silence, only slightly short of breath The sound reminded her that someone had indeed called her.

Qin Luo rubbed his sleepy eyes impatiently, and said unhappily at being disturbed from his dream, "Who called me and didn't speak, harassing the phone? It's so old-fashioned."

If there is no human voice, only the sound of breathing, it means that the harassing call is gone.

She has taken it several times before, and she has long been used to it.

When Qin Luo was about to hang up the phone, a voice suddenly came from the other side. The voice was very familiar. It was Fu Yanzhou, "Qin Luo, I haven't spoken to you for a long time."

As soon as Fu Yanzhou spoke, like a stone hammer, he smashed all the sleepy bugs in Qin Luo's mind to death. She looked at the phone screen again in disbelief, and Fu Yanzhou's phone number was indeed flashing.

Qin Luo sat up abruptly, looked around nervously, and was very vigilant, "How...how do you know my mobile phone number?"

Hearing a trace of panic in Qin Luo's words, Fu Yanzhou's eyes softened, "I am the supernatural Doraemon. I use magical props to get your mobile phone number. Isn't it amazing?"

This magical prop is called Song Ming...

When Qin Luo heard this, she couldn't help but rolled her eyes, "You haven't talked for a long time, why have you become so naive." After a pause, she asked a little bit tangled up, "Are... your feet okay?"

Fu Yanzhou blinked, and was silent for a few seconds before realizing what Qin Luo asked. He chuckled and whispered, "Of course I'm fine. I'm not that weak. I can't get better after a month of recuperation."

is it?

Qin Luo heaved a sigh of relief, and finally let go of the stone that was lifted in his heart from time to time.After that, she became tough, "Then what's the matter if you call me? If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first."

She's still a little sleepy now.

Fu Yanzhou narrowed his eyes, and there was a trace of loneliness in his eyes, "Qin Luo, I miss you."

"You...why don't you miss me? Are you kidding me?" Qin Luo scolded Fu Yanzhou in embarrassment, "Over there, it's already past eleven o'clock in the evening, and you haven't slept yet. Be careful of stomach problems."

Fu Yanzhou smiled lightly, and played a beautiful melody like a violin string, "I've already suffered from a stomach problem, and the pain is not long gone."

"..." There was silence for a while, "It deserves it."

(End of this chapter)