Lovely wife, hard-to-support husband is too domineering

Chapter 705 The Man Who Chased (2)
There was also a queue at the checkout. Fu Huanyan looked at the woman in front of her. Because she missed two yuan in change, she endlessly scolded the cashier, and finally the two had a big quarrel.

In the noisy environment, Fu Huanyan's heart slowly turned cold.If she is allowed to live like this from now on, she really can't go on, not even for a day, she will go crazy!

Abandoning the items in the shopping cart, Fu Huanyan quickly ran out of the supermarket and only took out the stored bags.The noisy and ordinary life she left behind was far from a life she could accept.

She doesn't want it, she really can't!
On the way back to the studio by bicycle, Fu Huanyan was in a difficult mood.The scene in the supermarket just now still remained in front of her eyes, and she suddenly became frightened, as if You Chuxiu brought their siblings back from Yufeng City for the first time when she was a child, and when she stepped into the front door of Fu's house, she looked at the two doors in front of her. The door, shrank behind You Chuxiu in fright.It was obviously her home there, but she was trembling when she looked at the layers of courtyards.

The phone in the bag buzzed and vibrated, Fu Huanyan didn't want to answer it, but the tingling sensation of the vibration made people uncomfortable.She opened her backpack and took out her cell phone while cycling.

"Hey!"

Her tone was very aggressive, and the man opposite was stunned, "It's me."

The speed of Fu Huan's car slowed down in an instant, and he began to wonder whether to soften his tone, "What's the matter?"

Xiang Bei walked out of the supermarket with a shopping bag in hand, opened the car door and got into the cab, "Where is it?"

Hearing that there was no tenderness in his tone, Fu Huanyan was furious, "Outside."

The man put the thing in his hand on the back seat, pursed his thin lips, "I'll go find you now."

"No need!" Fu Huanyan's face suddenly darkened, and the speed of the car gradually increased with one hand on the handlebar.

Her tone was still angry, Xiang Bei had long been used to it.He didn't care about her, he started the engine with a helpless expression, and was about to drive away.

"what!"

There was a sudden scream from the microphone, and Xiang Beijun's face tensed instantly, "Huanyan, what's wrong with you?"

The other party didn't answer. Xiang Bei listened carefully, and there seemed to be noise over there.After a while, Fu Huanyan's voice came, only more annoyed, "I'm fine!"

She hung up the phone angrily, and Xiang Bei hurriedly called back, but no matter how hard she called, she refused to answer the phone.

Fu Huanyan puffed her cheeks, stared at the rear of the car that her bicycle hit, and said angrily: "Why are you so fierce? You didn't hit your car, and even the paint didn't come off!"

The man who got out of the silver car took a closer look at his beloved car, and there was indeed no damage.But it was Fu Huanyan who bumped into her first, and she was still arrogant, so the other party naturally wanted to reason with her.

"What's the matter with you woman? You hit me, and you still dare to shout?"

Fu Huanyan has no place to vent her anger these days, and it just so happens that she still hits the muzzle of the gun.She thought to herself that it was more than just yelling, if this man dared to talk nonsense, she would attack him!
Many spectators came around, and Fu Huanyan sat on the bicycle with her hands on her hips, looking entangled to the end.That man started to feel weak, he didn't have so much time to waste, but Fu Huanyan's words were not forgiving, and he felt that he couldn't hold back his face!

Suddenly, a figure flashed in the crowd.Fu Huanyan's dark eyes blinked, her left foot kicked forward suddenly, and the bicycle rode forward in an instant.

The spectators backed away one after another, and the car driver wanted to catch Fu Huanyan, but was stopped.It was not a big deal at first, and none of us wanted to get stuck in traffic.Everyone tried to make peace, and it happened that the man stepped down the steps, so he calmed down and drove the car away.

Passing through the crowd, Fu Huanyan moved forward quickly, but the figure had already disappeared around.

"Where is the person?" Fu Huanyan stopped on the side of the road with her feet on the ground, and kept checking left and right, but she didn't see that figure again.

"Did you read it wrong?" Holding the handlebars with both hands, Fu Huanyan shook her head disappointedly.Well, she is really unlucky today, everything goes wrong when she goes out.

Turning around helplessly, Fu Huan got into the car and went back to the studio.

In a gallery in the city center, men in denim casual clothes look around.Although this gallery is not big, the paintings displayed in it are quite tasteful, and Song Dengen rarely stopped to take a look.

Hanging on the right side of the exhibition hall is a painting with novel coloring. Song Dengen stood in front of the painting with slightly hesitant eyes.

The owner of the gallery came forward and asked, and he had already seen that this person was an expert, "Are you interested in this painting?"

Song Dengen shrugged, but nothing could be seen in his eyes.

The boss glanced at his clothes, thinking that he disliked the high price, and immediately said with a smile: "You can look over there, the price is cheaper than here."

Hearing this, Song Dengen's eyes sank. Are these paintings only measured by price?
However, the boss didn't care much about the artist's thoughts. He opened a gallery and needed to make a living by selling paintings.Thinking of the painting he sent a few days ago, he hurriedly took it out with a smile and asked, "What do you think of this one? I think it is the same as the one you saw just now, but this one is much cheaper! "

Song Dengen glanced, his deep eyes moved slightly.He walked forward with interest, and when his eyes inadvertently fell on the lower right corner, he froze in place.

"This painting..." Song Dengen frowned, his fingertips trembling slightly.

The boss saw that he was interested and hurriedly praised him.Song Dunen listened quietly, paid the bill without hesitation, and finally asked, "Do you have the author's phone number?"

"The author's phone number?" The boss frowned, opened the drawer and searched for a long time but couldn't find the phone number, but found the address of a studio, and said, "We went here to pick up the painting last time."

Song Dunen took the address card, carefully put it in his pocket, and left with the painting in his arms.

Before the car arrived at the studio, Fu Huanyan saw a black car parked by the side of the road.After hesitating for a moment, she threw the bicycle in the corner, glanced at her mouth and opened the door to enter.

Xiang Bei was on the phone. When he saw her coming in, he immediately hung up the phone and came over, "Are you injured?"

"No." Fu Huanyan shook her head.

Xiang Bei took her hand and checked it up and down to feel at ease.Fu Huanyan shook off his hand, sat down on the sofa, and remained silent.

Seeing her expression, Xiang Bei pursed his lips, turned and walked into the kitchen.Originally intended to listen to the man's apology, but he walked away without saying a word, and the anger in Fu Huanyan's heart rose again.

"Xiang Bei!"

She stood up and rushed into the kitchen. Xiang Bei stood in front of the kitchen counter cooking dumplings, turned around and smiled, "It's ready to eat."

The kitchen was hot, and Fu Huanyan stood at the door, looking at the food on the kitchen counter and the refrigerator that was being gradually filled by Xiang Bei, her eyes suddenly became sore.

After turning off the fire, Xiang Bei fished out the dumpling and hugged her into his arms, "Someone bullied you?"

"Yes," Fu Huanyan bowed her head, "You bullied me."

(End of this chapter)