Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 300 Don't Appear in Front of Her
Fu Heng's eyes darkened a few degrees, and his voice was as cold as broken ice: "Did I tell you not to appear in front of her?"

Wen Xin was taken aback.

It took a while before I remembered that this was what Fu Heng had said.

She was immediately sad and wronged, and soon she suppressed her panic, and said calmly: "If you insist on saying that I pushed her down, I will confront her face to face."

"No, she doesn't want to see you."

Fu Heng's voice was decisive and indifferent, this tone made Wen Xin startled again.

As if something was torn apart in his heart, the man in front of him looked familiar but strange.

Those eyes were ice-like, with indescribable alienation and indifference.

Wen Xin bit her lips tightly, unable to speak a word for a moment.

Looking at the man's indifferent face, she seemed a little unwilling: "I don't want to see me, is it because I feel guilty?"

"Warm!" Fu Heng suddenly emphasized his tone: "I'll say it again, don't appear in front of her in the future, do you hear me?"

This is no longer a tone of discussion, it is simply an order.

Wenxin felt embarrassed and embarrassing, but there was nothing she could do.

She didn't know which step she took wrong, and she would end up like this.

But after all these years, if she can't get what she wants again, isn't so many things done in vain?
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It was already the afternoon of the next day when Chu Ci woke up.

He opened his eyes and saw that the man beside him was peeling an apple.

Her forehead was wrapped with a layer of gauze, her head hurt a little, and the first thing she said was: "What time is it?"

Fu Heng glanced at his watch: "Three o'clock in the afternoon."

He just arrived when she fell down the stairs, and quickly ran up to catch her.

Chu Ci's head was hit, and the doctor said she had a slight concussion.

She rubbed her head: "I don't seem to remember what happened?"

That memory seemed a little fuzzy, she only remembered that she was showing off in the shopping mall and met Wen Xin, and then the two of them talked lukewarmly, and then she wanted to leave but Wen Xin chased after her, after that it seemed that she woke up Come and lie in the hospital.

Fu Heng's hand was also scratched a lot, but he didn't care, looking into her eyes, "Did Wen Xin push you?"

Chu Ci frowned tightly: "I really don't remember much. I was shopping in the mall, and then I met Wen Xin, which made me unhappy, and I don't remember much after that!"

My head still hurts now.

Fu Heng touched her head: "Take a good rest, and don't think about unnecessary things."

Chu Ci raised her eyes and glanced at him: "Where's Wenxin?"

"In the detention center."

Without Fu Heng's permission, no one dared to release Xin Xin privately.

But it's under the Mu family, and Mu Xiuchen should be back from a business trip right now.

I believe it will take two days to come out.

Generally, the sentence for intentionally hurting people can be large or small. For those like Wen Xin, it is estimated that they will only stay inside for a few days.

Chu Ci touched the gauze on her forehead, and said casually, "It's so ugly to wrap around it."

Fu Heng laughed: "Be patient, the gauze can be removed the day after tomorrow."

He reached out and touched her face: "she will never appear in front of you again, don't worry."

Chu Ci turned to look at him: "Well, just treat me as unlucky this time."

But she still felt uncomfortable in her heart. Wenxin was an eternal thorn, deeply stuck in her heart and there was no way out.

Probably seeing her unhappy appearance, Fu Heng approached her face with a gentle tone: "Still unhappy?"

Chu Ci snorted coldly: "If you fell and broke your head, would you be happy?"

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, she will stay in the detention center now, and she won't appear in front of you in the future, okay?"

Chu Ci didn't answer, but thought of what Wen Xin said before, if she died, would Fu Heng really be indifferent?
Indeed, after all, they met when they were young, and then grew up together until now. Although the relationship is not as good as before, it is impossible to be truly indifferent.

Chu Ci is not a person who doesn't understand the truth, some things really can't be done too much.

She looked at Fu Heng's face and said, "I'm hungry, want to eat?"

"What to eat?"

Chu Ci rubbed her stomach: "I want to eat dumplings, three fresh shrimps."

Soon, the dumplings were sent to the ward, and Chu Ci asked while eating, "Where are the children?"

"At home, there are servants to take care of you, so you don't have to worry."

"Did they know that I was injured?"

"I haven't told them yet."

Chu Ci said "Oh": "Then can I be discharged from the hospital later?"

The doctor said that it was only a mild concussion, and there was no possibility. After another examination, he could be discharged from the hospital.

Chu Ci frowned and couldn't remember how she fell.

Anyway, it was just the two of them having a dispute, so I don't know if Wenxin pushed her.

No, so what, have you wronged her?
Even if it is wronged, it is warm and self-inflicted.

She was extremely annoyed by Wen Xin appearing in front of her from time to time, and hoped that after this incident, she would never appear in front of her again.

After checking at the hospital last night, Chu Ci was discharged from the hospital. Because her head was still wrapped in gauze, Chu Ci simply bought a hat to wear.

When they got home, the two little ones were reading fairy tales on the sofa. When they saw her come back, they hurriedly asked, "Mom, why didn't you come back yesterday and didn't answer your phone calls?"

Chu Ci didn't speak, but Fu Heng hurriedly said, "Mom had something to do yesterday, didn't I tell you?"

Baozi nodded. Being careful, he quickly saw the side of the gauze on Chu Ci's forehead, and asked, "Mom, are you injured? Why are you wearing gauze?"

"Well, the forehead is a little bit broken, it's okay."

Fu Heng patted the heads of the two little guys in fear: "Okay, you two play downstairs, your mother is going upstairs to rest."

When Fu Heng and Chu Ci walked upstairs, Mianmian suddenly lowered her voice and said, "Baozi, do you think Uncle Fu will be our father?"

Baozi nodded: "I think so!"

"Do you like him, Baozi?"

"Well, he's been nice to Mom."

Children don't have too many complicated feelings in their hearts, they only think about who is good to themselves and who is good to their mother, and that's fine.

"Then, what about Uncle An?"

"Uncle An is also very good."

Mianmian wrinkled a smiling face: "I liked Uncle An very much before, but now I also like Uncle Fu very much, what should I do!"

"You can like both!"

"Then does mother like both of them?"

Baozi couldn't answer this question either. He looked at the book in his hand and said, "I saw a lot of pictures of my mother in my uncle's room."

Among them, the most conspicuous place is a photo of Chu Ci before.

At that time, she was as pure and beautiful as a girl.

Mianmian pouted her small mouth, feeling that this was really a difficult decision.

But no matter who it is in the end, as long as the mother is happy.

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Chu Ci opened the door to go to bed, but found that her hair seemed to be very greasy.

Because the forehead was injured, the doctor told him not to let the forehead touch the water, so Chu Ci didn't wash her hair for several days.

She had even asked from a distance how her hair smelled.

Fu Heng actually endured it, it was true love.

So when Fu Heng poured her a glass of water and put it beside the bed, she looked up at Fu Heng, "I want to wash my hair!"

"no!"

Almost without thinking, Fu Heng spat out this word.

This rejection is too straightforward!

"why?"

"Why don't you know?" Fu Heng looked at the dissatisfied woman sitting on the edge of the bed, thinking that she was almost 30 years old, and she was still like a three-year-old child: "Your forehead is injured, and you still want to touch the water ?”

"But I will feel bad if I don't wash my hair. My hair is greasy."

She hasn't washed her hair for a few days, and she feels like she's covered in a big oil field.

Chu Ci blinked and said pleadingly, "Don't worry, I won't get any water."

After she finished speaking, she blinked again: "Why don't you wash it for me!"

I have to say that the latter sentence is really hard to refuse.

Fu Heng didn't think for a few seconds before saying, "You said it yourself!"

After speaking, he hugged her by the waist.

At best, Chu Ci weighed only 95 jin, less than 1.6 jin, and with a height of [-] meters [-], she was almost skinny.

Now Fu Heng hugs her whenever he disagrees, as if he has never hugged her before.

After arriving in the bathroom, Fu Heng turned on the shower, looked at the woman standing aside stupidly, and tested the water temperature: "Take off your clothes first!"

"what?"

Don't you want to take a shower?

What are you doing undressing?
Fu Heng turned off the shower, saw that she still didn't move, and curled the corners of her lips: "You want me to help you?"

"No, I just wash my hair."

"How to wash your hair without taking off your clothes." He reached out and pulled her over and unbuttoned her shirt directly, "Sit in the bathtub and I'll wash your hair for you."

Is this man a savage, coming up to unbutton her without saying a word?

Chu Ci hurriedly tore off her clothes: "Okay, okay, I'll do it myself."

She seemed a little shy: "Go out first, I'll call you when I'm done."

"You're already an old couple, are you still shy?"

Fu Heng seemed to have caught something, and smiled secretly with the corners of his lips curled up: "I thought you were used to it."

Get used to it!
She really doesn't like to expose herself completely to the eyes of others, even if this person is her closest lover.

Chu Ci grabbed the button tightly: "You go out first, I will drain the water myself, and I will call you later."

Maybe it's because they haven't seen each other for more than four years. Before that, they only got along with each other for less than a year before they separated. Fu Heng felt that she was really boring.

But he didn't say much, and he didn't come in until she had soaked herself in the bathtub.

Because she was concerned about her wounds, Chu Ci leaned her head up, leaning against the edge of the bathtub, letting her long hair loose.

From Fu Heng's angle, one can see the exquisitely shaped collarbone and the looming curvature.

(End of this chapter)