Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 323 Then I Won't Marry You
Fu Heng narrowed his eyes again: "Have you ever thought about looking for her?"

Chu Ci bit her chopsticks and laughed twice: "How do you find this?"

The sea of ​​people is vast, and she will not be as lucky as Chu Xuan, who inadvertently has contact with her biological parents. She has no clue at all, so how else can she find it.

"Your father didn't reveal any clues?"

Chu Ci shook her head: "No, he just said that he picked me up."

When I was young, I saw other people had a mother, Chu Ci, and asked Chu Tianhua why he didn’t have a mother. At first, Chu Tianhua said that his mother was gone, but after being asked many times, he said that you picked her up.

Chu Ci sighed slightly: "He doesn't seem to want me to mention these things."

That's right, even if it's not his own, Chu Tianhua treats her more than his own. When he was a child, he got what he wanted, and basically he was satisfied with material life, so he probably doesn't like Chu Ci to mention his biological parents anymore. Bar!

Fu Heng didn't speak, and after taking a mouthful of noodles, he said, "Your cooking skills have improved a lot."

"Of course!" Chu Ci narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled: "Are you surprised?"

It was rare for them to sit together and talk so calmly, especially after she came back from the United States.

Countless suspicions and doubts are entangled in each other's hearts, but often, no one is willing to speak out, and continue to face each other with a false face.

Fu Heng thinks this is very good, he likes her with gentle eyebrows, not her cold and stubborn one.

"Well, it's amazing."

Chu Ci naturally didn't know that Fu Heng had so many inner dramas. She looked at her cooked noodles and smiled and said, "Your requirements have been lowered a lot now. I remember you were very picky before."

I remember that when I first married him, President Fu was notoriously picky, and she had to be careful to please him every day, for fear that one day President Fu would be unhappy and get angry.

Fu Heng frowned and thought about it carefully, a little bit forgetting what he did back then.

"I'm not picky now, you cook for me every day from now on."

Chu Ci shook her head: "That's not okay, if you do it every day, then you won't feel fresh."

Don't men just look for a sense of freshness?
Chu Ci's appetite is not very large, and what happened tonight made her feel a little unhappy, so she didn't want to eat half of it. She packed up the dishes and said to Fu Heng: "Eat slowly, I will Go upstairs first."

Fu Heng glanced at her with complicated eyes.

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At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, the doorbell of An Qiyu's villa rang.

The servant opened the door and saw that it was An Shaoyun, and greeted him respectfully: "Master Dilan, Madam is upstairs."

An Shaoyun nodded: "I see."

He put the supper in his hand on the coffee table in the living room, and said to the servant: "Go up and call her."

The servant was a little embarrassed, but after taking a look at An Shaoyun, he went upstairs and told Mrs. An to come down without saying anything.

This is the villa purchased by Mrs. An in Qinghe District. At first she lived in the hotel, but when she planned to live in Yicheng for a long time, she simply bought a villa by herself.

After the servant went up for a while, An Qiyu came down from upstairs.

She wore a long dress at home, her hair was gently pulled up, and she looked extremely elegant.

An Shaoyun stood up from the sofa and pointed to the lunch box on the coffee table: "I brought you a supper, but you didn't eat at all."

An Qiyu looked indifferently: "No need."

She sat on the sofa, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Seeing that she was not interested, An Shaoyun simply opened up and said, "I hope you can help me say a few words in front of my father?"

An Qiyu raised her eyebrows: "Help you, what are you talking about?"

She sneered: "help you tell me that you want to break off the engagement."

"Well, I know this is difficult for you, but as long as you open your mouth, father will give you some face."

"Why?" An Qiyu seemed a little puzzled: "You really like Chu Ci."

"Yes!" An Shaoyun smiled: "Is there a problem?"

An Qiyu twitched the corners of his mouth, wanting to laugh but couldn't.

What kind of evil fate is this.

An Qiyu calmed down slowly, and said, "Don't you like your married partner? I've seen the photos, and they look pretty good."

An Shaoyun laughed again: "I made it very clear, I like Chu Ci."

An Qiyu almost had a heart attack: "Do you know who she is?"

An Shaoyun curled his lips indifferently: "I know, I have known her for four years."

That night when she bumped into her car by mistake, he already knew her, but he never had time to tell Chu Ci about it.

During those four years in the United States, she has been working very hard and looks very positive, but the more she pretends to be indifferent, the more unhappy she feels.

Even her smile is so light, she has never laughed out loud.

An Shaoyun knew that she had experienced very bad things, that she was divorced, that her best friend was gone, that she had almost nothing.

An Qiyu rubbed her forehead: "She is going to marry Fu Heng, you openly rob women like this, why, you want to fight Fu Heng?"

"As for my father, I was taught from a young age that I must work hard to get what I like."

As for Fu Heng, he has always regarded him as a competitor, and it has always been An Shaoyun's long-cherished wish to defeat him in all aspects.

An Qiyu shook her head: "I won't say it, and you can't be with Chu Ci either."

She sat up straight, and said righteously: "She is with Fu Heng now, what is it for you to pursue her, mistress, and she has a child, you want to help her raise the child for free, will Fu Heng agree?"

An Qiyu shook his head: "Emotions may be blind for a while, if you think about it carefully, you won't say that."

"I've been thinking about it for four years."

An Shaoyun's attitude is very firm: "Since I was a child, I have obeyed the family's arrangement and never obeyed my own. This time I don't want to do that again."

An Qiyu breathed out: "Okay, I'll go and talk to your father, but I advise you to stop thinking about Chu Ci."

An Shaoyun frowned: "Is there any contradiction between the two?"

"No, you can't like her." An Qiyu's attitude was very firm, and after a while he said: "I can see that she still loves her ex-husband very much, let alone her and Fu Heng. going to get married."

An Qiyu raised her eyebrows and asked, "Dy Lan, you won't be happy with a woman who misses her ex-husband every day."

An Shaoyun hooked the corners of his lips: "Yes, father should have a deep understanding."

An Qiyu's face changed instantly: "What do you mean?"

"Literally!"

He is also quite old. After Caroline was drunk, he had no objection to bring it up, and only then did he realize that his elegant, noble and seemingly inhuman mother had a relationship before meeting his father.

An Qiyu didn't speak for a long time.

In the end, she didn't know what to think of, and slowly lowered her head, her voice mournful: "Dylan, in fact, it doesn't matter who you like, mother really doesn't care, but why do you bother to like a married woman, you are so immoral, you know ?”

In An Shaoyun's heart all the time, Mrs. An has no expression. Except for crying when she left him when she was a child, An Shaoyun has never seen her mother cry in so many years.

An Qiyu closed her eyes, and held back her tears for a long time: "Who is Fu Heng? If you are like this, I don't know how he will deal with you. Why would you do it for a woman?"

She reached out and patted An Shaoyun's shoulder lightly: "I know you want to compete with Fu Heng, but why do you have to be a woman?"

An Shaoyun gently moved her hand away: "Mother, you misunderstood, I really like Chu Ci."

His whole life is unrestrained and loves his own way, and he has been used to that kind of life many times, but after meeting Chu Ci, he realized that there is another kind of beauty called hoping to see her smile.

An Qiyu opened his mouth, and finally pushed the night snack away: "Then you go, I won't say anything for you."

She rarely gets angry, and this time she was obviously out of breath.

An Shaoyun stood up and bowed: "Sorry to bother you."

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Yujingyuan.

In the study, Fu Heng picked up the phone: "Well, how much did you find out about Mrs. An's background?"

"The time is too short, I haven't found much, but I read the file, it should be tampered with."

"Well, focus on her experience during this time in Yicheng, the more detailed the better."

"Ok, I see."

Fu Heng hung up the phone, his eyes narrowed slowly.

He has met An Qiyu a few times, that woman looks very cold, there are many legends about her in the circle, both good and bad, it's the same when people are famous.

However, for some reason, Fu Heng inexplicably felt that there must be a reason for her being so warm to Chu Ci.

Want to match up for her son?

When Fu Heng stood up and walked to the bedroom, Chu Ci was lying on the bed as if playing a game.

He walked over to take a look, and saw a capitalized FAIL lit up on the screen.

Chu Ci threw the phone aside in frustration: "I don't seem to be suitable for this game, it's really annoying."

Fu Heng touched her face, and held her in his arms: "I saw An Shaoyun today, and I'm coming back so soon, isn't it a loss?"

Chu Ci pushed him away: "Look at what you said."

Fu Heng pinched her chin and lightly kissed her lips: "Seldom see him in the future."

The man's expression was calm, neither happy nor angry, and his tone was very gentle, but Chu Ci still heard some domineering.

She pouted with some dissatisfaction: "I haven't married you yet, you just control me like this!"

"It's not about you, he's uneasy and kind, and I don't worry about you."

An Shaoyun didn't know what An's mind was, and wanted to snatch him from him.

Chu Ci blinked, thoughtfully: "Well, then I won't marry you."

As soon as the voice fell, the man's face suddenly sank.

Fu Heng half-closed his eyes, and his voice was deep, as if carrying a warning: "Chu Ci!"

(End of this chapter)