Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 297

After hearing such a sentence suddenly, Wenxin didn't even react.

For more than four years, Fu Heng has basically not spoken to her. She knows that because of her brother's affairs, Fu Heng still has a trace of friendship and face.

But in the end it's not the same as before.

Especially now that Chu Ci is back.

The woman who couldn't forget it for four years suddenly came back, bringing his two children with her. She is a man, and I'm afraid she won't be untouched in her heart.

She pursed her lips: "Did Fu Heng say it himself?"

The visitor nodded: "Well, Mr. Fu is now at the Qingcheng Club."

Wen Xin frowned, although she didn't understand what Fu Heng wanted from her, she went anyway.

When the door was pushed open, the man was sitting on the sofa, staring at the phone screen, and a slight curve could be seen at the corner of his mouth.

The joy and joy that overflowed the whole body could not be stopped.

Wen Xin was startled. In the past four years, she seldom saw him look so happy.

She used to think that Fu Heng could no longer laugh.

She didn't speak, just stood at the door and looked at him quietly.

After a while, Fu Heng put away his phone, raised his face and looked at Wen Xin with a somewhat indifferent expression.

Wen Xin combed her hair, and then walked over: "It's really strange, you still have to find me one day."

Fu Heng didn't answer her words, but politely pointed to the sofa in front of him: "Sit!"

Wenxin didn't shirk, and sat down on the sofa directly.

She stretched out her hands to straighten her hair, and smiled politely and perfunctorily: "Is there something you want to call me here?"

"Well, there is something!"

His voice was very weak, and there was coldness in his eyes, which inexplicably sent a chill down the spine.

Wenxin straightened her back and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

"Xia Ke committed suicide, was someone instigating it behind his back?"

Wenxin's heart suddenly missed a beat.

"Are you saying that Xia Ke committed suicide? Didn't he choose to escape reality in this way because he couldn't think about it?"

Looking at the man's unpredictable face, there was a faint sarcasm on the warm lips: "Didn't she offend you, so she was desperate and had no choice but to die to solve the problem?"

The smile on Wenxin's lips became more and more indifferent: "Xia Ke is not even a passerby to you. I don't understand how you have the time to ask me today?"

Fu Heng sat opposite her like this, with a cold tone: "It is true that she offended me, but she bought a plane ticket to the United States the night before she committed suicide."

Originally, Xia Ke's plan was to go to the United States to avoid it for a while, so that the limelight would not be so tight in the future.

Maybe in a year or so, if nobleman Fu Heng forgets more, he will forget about her, the little shrimp who offended him.

Wenxin heard what he meant, still with a smile on her face, she looked very calm, but in a place where no one was looking, her five fingers clenched tightly into fists: "If a person wants to die, it only takes a moment. "

Fu Heng curled his fingers and pressed them lightly on the table, the smile on his lips became more indifferent: "Yeah, so I want to know what changed her mind in the end."

A warm heart can't beat.

She didn't know how many things Fu Heng knew, whether he knew all of them, or just speculating, so she wanted to ask her.

In an instant, countless chills rolled down her back, and she smiled warmly: "Isn't Xia awake? Isn't it more straightforward for you to ask her than me?"

Fu Heng looked at her deeply.

"Don't tell me?"

Fu Heng curled his lips, his voice was cold.

Wen Xin's face changed slightly.

But she still pretended to be calm, "You just came to me like this, what should I say?"

Fu Heng stood up and analyzed lightly: "You have been in this circle for a long time, you know how powerful public opinion is, and manipulating public opinion is not a difficult thing for you. You know a lot Friends of the media!"

Finally, her warm expression couldn't hold back any longer, and she asked in a sharp voice, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Fu Heng's voice was like a stream in a winter mountain stream, filled with bone-chilling coldness: "But I'm here to remind you, as long as things are done, they will show their feet."

Wen Xin looked at him almost in disbelief.

It was almost impossible to believe that this sentence came out of his mouth and was addressed to her.

"It seems that you have decided that this matter has something to do with me." Warm smile: "So, are you going to treat me like you did to Xia Ke now?"

"not necessarily!"

Two short words, but it contains too many meanings.

Not necessarily, and not necessarily not.

Wenxin already knew that Fu Heng was getting more and more distant now.

Even because of this matter, he was the first to find her, with a warning tone, if it wasn't for Wen Yan's relationship.

It is estimated that her current fate is not much better than that of Xia Ke.

A chill rolled over Wen Wen's body, and she could hardly help shivering.

Finally, she said in a hoarse voice: "If you really settle the account, shouldn't you be the one to blame?"

The smile on the lips became more and more indifferent: "You thought you gave her the best care, but some people just don't appreciate it. You are protecting her like this, but you are actually hurting her, aren't you?"

In the end, Xia Ke committed suicide and caused such a bunch of bad things. If we really have to investigate, Fu Heng is the source. If he hadn't pushed too hard, how could Xia Ke make such a choice!
She just said a few words, and the final choice was still in Xia Ke's own hands.

Zuo Zuo is just a person who comes up with ideas, she has never touched those dark things at all!
These hands are still clean up to now, not stained with any blood.

She doesn't like to do it herself, she only likes to kill with a knife.

After hearing what she said, Fu Heng nodded: "It seems that you are still not aware of what you have done."

He lowered his head and slowly turned the teacup: "Sometimes the people behind the scenes are more sinful, do you understand?"

means something.

Wenxin understands.

After a while, Fu Heng said again: "It's true that people can't speak after they die, but since some things are done, there will be clues."

Fu Heng raised his face and looked at her: "Wenxin, your brother is kind to me, so there are some things I don't want to do to you, so you should do it yourself."

He gave her great face and didn't send anyone to question Xia Ke.

Instead, he found her directly.

But Wen Xin couldn't understand.

Looking at his face, Wen Xin didn't speak for nearly half a minute, and after a long time said: "Teach me, or threaten me?"

"There is no impenetrable wall in this world." Fu Heng said lightly, "I don't have much interest in the things you do, but let me tell you, if anything involves Chu Ci, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Wen Xin's face paled in an instant.

Four years ago, Fu Heng might have known something vaguely, but it wasn't Chu Ci who had the accident at that time, so Fu Heng didn't put his mind on it too much, but he underestimated the friendship between Chu Ci and Lu Xiang, so in the end it led to The relationship fell apart.

Now that she has learned from the past, as long as she pays attention to Chu Ci, Fu Heng will never let it go.

In the end, the man gave her an indifferent look: "Some things should not continue after four years of waiting without results."

These words were talking about her relationship with Mu Xiuchen.

Wen Xin understood, so she looked even more sarcastic. She lowered her face and sneered, and was about to speak, but the man had already turned and left.

During the four years, Fu Heng hardly ever talked to himself so seriously.

Even meeting her is rare.

Now that Chu Ci came back, he came to warn her not to cause trouble.

Sitting on the sofa, Wen Xin carefully recalled some things from the past.

But the more I think about it, the more chilling I feel.

…………

Xia Ke's matter has temporarily come to an end.

Because more hot news was exposed, Xia Ke was not considered a big star at first, so he was quickly covered up.

When Chu Ci was at work, colleagues still came to comfort her, saying that she didn't know what kind of misfortune happened to her, and this kind of thing happened to her.

She also smiled, saying how can there be no reason not to wet your shoes when you often walk by the river?
Chu Xuan was taken home by Lin Suxin and took care of her.

He has a mother now, and Lin Suxin takes care of him so meticulously that he can almost be regarded as a giant baby.

This afternoon, she received a call from the real estate agency, saying that the house will be transferred next month, and now she needs to go to the villa to sort out her personal belongings.

It was only then that Chu Ci remembered that there was still this problem, so she planned to go there on Saturday morning.

Because Chu Xuan's hand was injured and it was inconvenient, Chu Ci prepared to go there alone.

Fu Heng was quite busy these days, so Chu Ci took a taxi to go there.

No one lives in the villa, and weeds have begun to grow in the yard, almost one meter high.

The villa is also being cleaned up these days, so the gate is not locked.

After Chu Ci entered the door, she went straight upstairs.

Chu Xuan said that he left nothing in the previous home, and he went back and forth several times, and almost emptied it.

Chu Cizhi cleaned it once, and basically everything that was useful to him was taken away.

So she went to Chu Tianhua's room first.

Standing in the room, Chu Ci closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Counting it, five years have passed, whether it is long or short, it is not short.

Out of Chu Tianhua's room, the structure is very simple, with a simple design, Chu Ci went to the bedside table, and found an iron box, the cover was still the appearance of a cheongsam girl in old Shanghai in the last century.She remembered that her father used to have an iron box, which seemed to be some old things, and she had seen him take it out before.

She opened it and found a rusty key and a hard-shell diary inside.

That key should be the one to open the diary.

Chu Ci couldn't bear to be curious, so she opened the notebook with the key.

She flipped through it quickly, and suddenly a photo fell out of it.

(End of this chapter)