Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 192 Shame on You, Fu Heng
The photos in the album all record the scenes of her childhood.

There is her father, Chu Xuan, Shen Mubai and Lu Xiang behind.

But only without him.

He once told her that he was not by her side in the first two years of his life, so he would spend the rest of his life with her, but the shallowness of the vows is not as good as the capricious fate.

If at that time, he didn't go abroad, but fell in love with someone, he directly decided that no matter what method he used, he would chase her first and then talk about it, then wouldn't so many things happen to her later, and they could fall in love earlier.

It's a pity...no if.

Fu Heng lingered on the photo album with his fingers for a while, then slowly put down the photo album.

The moment he put it down, he found another photo in his photo album and pulled it out. It was about ten years ago, when he won the high school men's basketball championship.

Then he stuffed it into Chu Ci's photo album with a calm expression.

After thinking about it, I felt that one photo couldn't show my handsome versatility, so I took another photo taken at a reception a few years ago and stuffed it in.

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Chu Ci came to Yujingyuan early the next morning, intending to take the photo album back, but she didn't expect to see Aunt Lin when she opened the door.

Seeing Chu Ci, she felt a little embarrassed: "Madam, I'm here to pack things."

Yesterday's ceramic doll and the ring were all sent to her by her husband's orders.

Chu Ci glanced at the large bag of things beside him, which were all packed in plastic bags, and couldn't help but ask, "These things?"

Aunt Lin was quite embarrassed: "Mister said throw it away!"

Chu Ci didn't say anything, just throw it away, there's nothing worth remembering, she looked at Aunt Lin and looked around: "I'm here to get things, sir, is he gone?"

It's better to go, so we don't have to meet.

"Yes, yes, it should still be in the bedroom."

Chu Ci glanced at the time, it was almost ten o'clock at nine o'clock in the morning.

She didn't speak, she raised her legs and walked upstairs, knocked on the bedroom door, but no one answered, she thought for a while, opened the door and walked in by herself.

There was no one in the room, and the man's suit, tie, and mobile phone were scattered on the huge bed.

The light in the bathroom was on, and there was a faint sound of water.

Taking a shower at this point?

Chu Ci secretly rolled her eyes, then walked directly to the cabinet where the photo album was placed, squatted down, and pulled it away, no.

Frowning, Chu Ci turned over, still nothing.

She stood up, went to the bed and looked, still nothing, maybe she remembered it wrong, or Fu Heng took it away.

Originally, she wanted to get the photo album and leave, but now she had to sit on the sofa and wait for the man who took a shower to come out.

After waiting for half an hour, the bathroom door opened slowly.

Chu Ci stood up from the sofa all at once.

The man had wet short hair, and his handsome face was still covered with drops of water, so he casually wrapped a bath towel and came out, his body with well-distributed muscles was exposed to the air without hindrance.

His eyes fell on her for a second, then he wiped his hair casually with a towel, and said casually, "Have you been here for a long time?"

Chu Ci endured it, "Where are my things?"

Fu Heng walked over with strides, threw the towel aside, then opened the bedside table, took out the photo album inside, and handed it to her: "Is it this one?"

Chu Ci hurried over, glanced at the cover, nodded, "This is the book, give it to me!"

Fu Heng handed it to her, but when she reached out to take it, she used force.

Chu Ci didn't pull it out all at once, and tried harder, but she still couldn't pull it out. She was angry, and raised her eyes to stare at the man: "Give it to me!"

"Isn't it being given?" Fu Heng seemed innocent.

Chu Ci gritted her teeth and tried to pull out the photo album with all her strength, but she didn't move at all. She stared at the man with a bad tone: "Let go!"

Fu Heng let go of her when she was unprepared, but Chu Ci didn't react at once, she leaned back, in a blink of an eye, her hand touched a piece of fabric, and then subconsciously grabbed it.

Chu Ci stood firm, only to realize that she had grabbed the towel surrounding the man's lower half body.

As soon as she tightened her heart and loosened her hands, the towel fell off.

At that moment, 1 muddy horses ran past Chu Ci's heart. She closed her eyes and wanted to turn around and run, but her arm was already grabbed by the man.

Fu Heng's voice was clear and even serious: "You pulled my towel off."

Lying in a big trough, this man should be shameless, Chu Ci still closed her eyes, trying to run, but her arm was held by him and she couldn't move at all, she gritted her teeth: "The bath towel fell off, won't you pick it up yourself?"

"You pulled it off."

There was a slight smile on Fu Heng's lips, but his tone was extremely serious, as if he was analyzing and discussing with her very seriously.

"Shame on you, Fu Heng!" Chu Ci swore that if he hadn't been naked now, she would have turned around and kicked him.

"You took off my bath towel and called me shameless?" The man's tone was full of jokes: "Or..." He pressed his hand on her waist, as if it was going to be posted in the next second, "You want to... hmm?"

The strings in Chu Ci's brain immediately tensed up, and she shouted, "Don't come here, what do you want!"

"Whoever drops it will pick it up!"

Chu Ciren, she closed her eyes, put the photo album aside first, then squatted down, picked up the bath towel that fell under her feet, turned around, and handed it to him, "Here!"

Fu Heng didn't answer, just looked at her with a smile: "Tie it up!"

He didn't wear clothes, and the wet breath sprayed on her ears, and Chu Ci felt goose bumps all over his body.

Her face suddenly darkened, and she endured it without bursting out: "Fu Heng..."

There was a faint smile on the man's thin lips, his eyes stared straight at her, and he slowly approached her, with a cold smile on his lips.

"Ok?"

Chu Ci had no choice but to tie the towel on him tremblingly, but before he touched it, the man grabbed it.

Fu Heng squeezed her hand and smiled, but there was no warmth in his eyes, as if there was still anger: "In the future, if other men tease you like this, will you agree to accept it?"

Chu Ci was stunned, wondering what he was talking about?
But Fu Heng's oppressive atmosphere really made her a little scared, she stretched out her hand and pushed him: "Don't do this, we are already divorced!"

"Divorced, you still come to my house early in the morning, don't you know that men are most likely to be impulsive in the morning?" He looked directly at her, cold and deep.

Dare to love, this has become her fault!
Okay, she admitted her mistake, Chu Ci nodded: "Yes, my fault, but I just took the photo album and left, who is shamelessly playing a rascal all the time."

"Well, it's me." He smiled lowly, moved his face closer, buried her neck, and breathed warmly on her neck: "I'm shameless, playing a rascal."

Then his hands got really restless.

Chu Ci is about to collapse, why is this man so shameless.

She struggled desperately: "If you dare to mess around, I will sue you."

"Sue me what?" His fingers slowly rubbed her face: "Did I do anything to you?"

Chu Ci's eyes were about to burst into flames, she gritted her teeth: "Get lost!"

Fu Heng took a fixed look at her, then snorted coldly, got up from her, and tied on the towel slowly: "I have a plane at twelve o'clock, think about what else you haven't taken away."

He looked into her eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of teasing and mockery in her eyes, "Don't make excuses to see me in the morning."

Chu Ci, "..."

She couldn't say no to him, so she ran over to pick up the photo album and was about to leave, but was stopped by the man before she left.

Fu Heng came over and pointed to the photo album: "There are a lot of memories, look through them more, you have to read them at least once a day."

Chu Ci glanced at him with a crazy look, rolled her eyes secretly, and left.

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In the afternoon, she received an interview call from Weekend magazine.

"Weekend" magazine is a well-known weekly magazine in Yicheng, covering all aspects of finance, entertainment and sports.

Many of her college classmates went to work for "Weekend" magazine after graduation.

During the interview, Chu Ci told about her previous work experience, especially highlighting the fact that she got an exclusive interview with someone.

Thinking about it this way, the ex-husband is still very useful sometimes.

The interviewer was the editor-in-chief of "Weekend" magazine, Jian Ning, a well-known editor-in-chief in her thirties with high cheekbones.

Jian Ning was obviously very curious about the fact that she was able to get Fu Heng's exclusive interview, and immediately asked with great interest: "I don't know how you got Fu Heng's exclusive interview, as far as I know, he rarely accepts magazines. interview."

When "Rely" magazine published Fu Heng's big cover poster, almost all colleagues were surprised, thinking it was just a gimmick of "Rely", waiting for the defendant to infringe|infringe on the portrait right, but then a corresponding interview was published Content, the sales volume of "Rely" magazine in that month created a record high, but later, due to poor management and internal turmoil, it was quickly overtaken by its peers.

Chu Ci pursed her lips, thinking of some past events, she said calmly, "Is this process very important?"

During the interview, there were only Jian Ning and her. Jian Ning crossed her hands and looked at her excitedly, "Yes, it is very important. This is a manifestation of your personal ability. If you come to our magazine, We will assign tasks to you according to your personal ability. You can go directly to the exclusive interview with the business tycoon."

Her eyes were burning, and she seemed very excited, as if she had finally found a highly capable subordinate that she hadn't met for many years.

Chu Ci tilted her head, hesitated, "Then I'll say it."

Jian Ning closed the folder in front of her with gentle eyes: "Speak, I'll listen."

Chu Ci smiled, that smile seemed to be somewhat mocking and funny: "I... slept with him."

(End of this chapter)