Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 20 I tolerate you once, but it doesn't mean I tolerate you every time
Chu Ci was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to her senses, pulled the earphones closer, and lowered her voice, "What's wrong?"

Chu Xuan was silent and smiled wryly, "Can you not ask the reason?"

"Chu Xuan, what's wrong with you?"

"I..." Chu Xuan pondered for a while, and then said, "My roommate's family has an accident. His father has uremia and needs money urgently. Do you have eight thousand?"

Chu Ci didn't answer for a while, because her savings were almost zero.

"I'll give you a scholarship next month, and I'll pay you back then."

In the end Chu Ci still said: "Okay, it's not convenient when I go back."

It was a right turn ahead, Fu Heng made a turn, and said lightly, "Turn ahead, sit down."

Chu Ci hurriedly grabbed the armrest beside her, and at the moment her body leaned slightly, she heard Chu Xuan asking on the phone, "Who are you with?"

The boy's voice was clear, with imperceptible irritability.

Chu Ci secretly glanced at Fu Heng, then lowered her voice once, "Me and..."

She paused, as if she didn't know how to answer, and finally added: "I'm with you...brother-in-law."

Fu Heng glanced at her from the corner of his eye.

The word "brother-in-law" actually made his heart fluctuate a little, although on the surface it was still calm.

Chu Xuan snorted coldly, "I'm dead."

Before Chu Ci could speak, he cut off the phone.

Hearing the sound of "beep beep" from over there, Chu Ci reluctantly put the phone back into the bag.

Fu Heng raised his eyebrows, "Are you finished?"

Chu Ci nodded, her expression was momentarily sad.

Fu Heng frowned, thinking of the rebellious young man on the day of the wedding in his mind.

Has clear and handsome facial features, although still immature.

He drank a glass of wine, said a word of blessing, and hurried away, as if he was not very concerned about his sister's wedding.

Looking sideways, Fu Heng watched the girl's face glow softly in the night, pursed his lips, and said lightly: "Is he looking for you?"

Chu Ci put the mobile phone into the bag, shook her head, smiled forcedly, "It's okay, just chatting."

Fu Heng pursed his lips, looked at her sharply, and instinctively told him that something must be wrong with her.

It's just that I don't want to talk to him.

Heh, in her opinion, she is probably just a stranger who doesn't matter.

From beginning to end, she has not been honest with herself.

He is not even as good as a stranger.

Thinking of this, he stepped on the accelerator and accelerated the speed of the car.

Chu Ci was unprepared and bumped her back against the chair. Although it didn't hurt, she was taken aback.

She raised her face, her eyes were filled with resentment, but she didn't dare to say anything.

…………

Here, after Chu Xuan hung up the phone, she covered her heart with her hand, sat up slowly, and was about to get the water glass on the coffee table.

One rib was broken and the little finger of his right hand was broken.

This was the doctor's final verdict.

But he beat him until he was hospitalized and was still in a coma.

From this point of view, he could barely be considered a winner.

He didn't know if the man would sue him when he woke up, and he didn't know if he would face prison.

At that time, the situation was urgent, so I didn't think about it that much at all. Now that I think about it, it seems a bit... not worth it.

He stretched out his hand to reach the water glass, but it involved the wound on his chest, causing him to gasp in pain.

The door of the ward was opened, and a girl in a high school uniform walked in hastily, "Don't move, do you want some water, I'll get it for you."

Chu Xuan took the cup in her hand, looked at her indifferently, and said thank you blankly.

"I should be the one thanking you." The girl stretched out her hand, smiling brightly, "My name is Sheng Minghuan, Sheng is the prosperity of the prosperous age, Ming is tomorrow's Ming...?"

"I see." Chu Xuan interrupted her, frowning impatiently.

The girl was not discouraged at all, "Don't worry, I will help you find a solution for your medical expenses. You don't have to worry, just take care of your injuries."

She spoke with pride and confidence.

Chu Xuan gave her a cold look, "You talk a lot."

The girl was finally irritated by his attitude, but finally held back her temper and snorted coldly: "I only talk to you so much because you are my savior, and I don't care about others. ,Do you know who I am?"

Chu Xuan took a sip of water slowly and lay down, "I'm not interested, I'm going to sleep."

He closed his eyes, completely ignoring the girl beside him, thinking that if he had known that she was annoying like a jelly candy, he might as well not have drawn his sword to help.

…………

The car drove all the way to the underground parking lot, Fu Heng opened the door and got out of the car.

Chu Ci also followed behind him.

Just when she was about to ask him if he was staying at home today or what, Fu Heng's cell phone rang.

He opened the phone, and his tone became gentle, "What's wrong?"

Chu Ci knew without guessing that it was Wen Xin who called him, and only she could make Fu Heng, a big iceberg in the eyes of outsiders, show a gentle smile.

Not knowing what Wenxin said over there, Fu Heng frowned, "Okay, take care of your illness, and I will take care of the rest."

Hearing what he said, Chu Ci suddenly became alert.

Fu Heng put away his mobile phone, raised his leg and entered the elevator.

Chu Ci hurriedly followed, raised her eyes, and secretly glanced at Fu Heng's face, but she couldn't see anything at all.

"Is it Miss Wen's phone?" Chu Ci said slowly.

Fu Heng pressed down the floor, turned his face, looked at her indifferently, "Yeah!"

"Well, actually, I didn't do that on purpose. Is she still in the hospital? Do you want me to go and have a look?"

Although it was not intentional, but after all, Wen Xin was allergic and was hospitalized, so she had to show something.

Fu Heng's eyes were cold, "You go to see what she is doing, she is a public figure."

Chu Ci finally understood, what he meant was that just anyone is qualified to see Wenxin.

She lowered her eyes, "Are you going out later?"

At the end, he added: "If you go out, can I go to Lu Xiang?"

A layer of dark anger suddenly appeared in Fu Heng's eyes, and he raised his eyebrows, "Chu Ci, do you have a bad memory, and you forget what you just said?"

See, that's the attitude to her.

It seemed that nothing she said could make him angry.

Chu Ci felt a little annoyed in her heart. She leaned in the elevator and muttered dissatisfiedly, "You don't live here anyway, why should I go find her?"

Fu Heng's anger was finally provoked by her.

He didn't think he had a bad temper before, or that there were almost no people who could make him angry.

Stretching out his hand to pinch her chin, the man gently raised her face, "I'm back now, you will stay at home honestly for me from now on, I tolerate you once, but it doesn't mean you will tolerate it every time, understand?"

Go to the bar to play regardless of status, once is enough.

Do you really think he has a good temper and want to cuckold him?

His hand was very hard, and Chu Ci felt a little pain.

In the end, I still suppressed my tears, turned my face away, and refused to look at him.

Fu Heng opened the door and walked directly to the living room, turned on the TV, saw Chu Ci wanting to go upstairs, pursed his lips, "Pour me a glass of water."

He didn't know why he was in such a bad mood, and he got angry when he saw her lukewarm attitude.

Is it because she doesn't remember him at all?

Chu Ci's steps to go upstairs stopped. She was full of anger in her heart, but now she heard such a natural instruction from him.

Almost blurted out without thinking, "The water is next to the TV, you can pour it yourself."

Since she was a child, no one has instructed her so unceremoniously.

"I let you go."

Similarly, Fu Heng did not back down at all.

Chu Ci closed her eyes, took a breath, and clenched her fists, "I'm not your servant."

If his words are a little more polite, or not taken for granted, there is no need to be too serious about pouring him a glass of water, but anyone will feel uncomfortable if the tone is changed.

There was a "bang" behind him, the sound of something falling to the ground.

Then the man's cold words sounded, "Then what do you think you are?"

His words were mean and hurtful.

Chu Ci closed her eyes, then ran upstairs regardless, closed the door of the master bedroom, and slowly slid along the door to sit down.

That's right, she's nothing but someone who took the position of his beloved for money.

Was it polite that he hadn't strangled himself.

She sat on the ground, desperately suppressing the sadness in her heart, then picked up her mobile phone and started checking her bank balance.

I didn't want to cry at first, but after seeing those numbers, I wanted to cry instead.

When has she been so poor?
Last month, the singer she liked came to Yicheng for a concert. She didn't want to go at first, but Lu Xiang said that he finally had time to watch it, so he bought her a ticket on his own initiative.

Later, Chu Ci returned the money to Lu Xiang. After all, it would be embarrassing for anyone to use her money to eat and live in her.

So, now there is only less than [-] in the bank card, and the salary will have to wait until next month!

Chu Ci patted her head, Chu Xuan had a good face, if she was not really desperate, she would not easily ask her for money.

But she really has no money!

There is a lot of money to send Lu Xiang, and the others are not familiar, so how dare you ask?

Chu Ci squeezed her face, looked around, did she want to ask Fu Heng to borrow money?

Fu Heng is so rich, eight thousand will definitely be there, the key is whether people are willing to lend it to her?

Just now she was flirting with him with confidence.

Thinking of this, Chu Ci wished to slap herself, she was so annoyed, what was she putting on airs just now, what are you doing with such backbone?
She pushed open the door, saw a ray of light leaking from the study, and pursed her lips tightly.

If there is really no way, then try it out, don't pay too much attention to face or integrity, anyway, since the day she married Fu Heng, self-esteem doesn't seem to be that important.

She went downstairs to the kitchen to brew a cup of green tea and brought it up. Chu Ci didn't know what kind of tea Fu Heng liked to drink, so she brewed it first, and didn't like to brew it again.

She stood still at the door of the study and knocked on the door.

A cold male voice came from inside, "Come in."

Chu Ci took a deep breath, held the tray in one hand, and closed the door with the other.

"I made you a cup of tea."

The man who had been keeping his head down and concentrating on his work raised his head now. A pair of rimless glasses were placed on his straight nose bridge. The originally sharp and sharp eyes were actually slightly weakened, giving him a soft and bookish atmosphere.

But the deep eyes behind the lens kept staring at this woman who suddenly came to offer her courtesies, as if trying to see through her.

Chu Ci came with a purpose, so her footsteps were a little messy. When she walked over, she didn't pay attention, and her feet stumbled on the foot of the table.

His figure swayed for a while, his hands leaned forward, and the teacup on the tray flew straight forward.

He walked towards Fu Heng impartially.

The man's eyes froze for a moment.

He quickly reacted, dragged the chair and stood up.

The teacup brushed against his body and fell onto the white cashmere carpet with a "clack".

(End of this chapter)