Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 41 You Don't Need To Coax Me

Chu Ci took a deep breath, raised her face to meet the man's gaze: "Are you kidding me?"

Fu Heng laughed lightly, stretched out his hand to wrap her shoulders: "Well, I'm coaxing you."

He is coaxing her.

So shouldn't she be flattered!
Chu Ci wanted to laugh, but she pulled the corner of her mouth and couldn't laugh. She scratched her hair and said, "You don't have to coax me, I understand."

She finally raised her face and smiled at the man: "I understand, Miss Wen is your responsibility!"

Because of this responsibility, Fu Heng had to keep Wenxin in his heart all the time. Even if he couldn't marry her, he would still help her regardless of the reward.

Fu Heng lowered his eyebrows and stared at her with burning eyes. He stretched out his big hand and gently brushed her long hair, smiling gently but without warmth, "Since you understand, then don't lose your temper with me."

Chu Ci thought, I understand, but I don't have to understand.

She shrank back holding the quilt to avoid his touch: "I didn't lose my temper."

Fu Heng sat on the edge of the bed, and when he saw this, he got a little closer to her, stretched out his fingers to hook her slightly curly hair: "He said he didn't lose his temper, do you want me to take a look in the mirror?"

If there is a mirror in front of her now, it will definitely reflect the deep dissatisfaction and resentment on her face.

Chu Ci only felt that the man was too close, which made it difficult for her to breathe and her nerves were tense.

Pushing him away, he lowered his head, scratched his hair and muttered to himself, "Fu Heng, stay away from me, please."

From the beginning, their marriage was just a deal.

She obeyed Mr. Fu's arrangement and married him, thus avoiding the plight of the Chu family's foreign debts.

As for Fu Heng, she didn't know why he married her, or it was because he had a secret agreement with Mr. Fu, or because he couldn't marry Wen Xin, so it didn't matter who he married, or it was because of other reasons.

Even if there was no love in the beginning, but after getting along for such a long time, he is so good and mature, it is normal for her to be tempted.

But what she wants is not her one-sided affection, it is always difficult to persist in the love that comes and goes.

It's so hard to be happy, and wishful thinking is so painful.

He treats her well, spoils her, tolerates her, and helps her.

Ask her how she can be indifferent.

Chu Ci took a deep breath, pinched her hand tightly, and smiled confusedly: "Isn't it good to be like before, you ignore me, you don't care about me, you are like strangers to each other, don't interfere with each other, just Here it is, okay?"

"Strangers, don't interfere with each other?" Fu Heng repeated her words, and smiled to himself, his smile reflected Lingling's coldness in the soft light: "What you said is simple."

The tense string in Chu Ci's mind finally broke with a "snap".

"Since you don't want to do this, you don't want to do that either, or let's separate!"

She didn't say divorce, but separation.

Fu Heng couldn't remember the last time he lost his temper. In short, when facing Chu Ci, he couldn't control his temper well. If ordinary people made him angry, he just told him to leave.

But in the face of Chu Ci, who refused to eat hard and soft, he suddenly found that he had nothing to do.

Chu Ci watched his jaw tense, his thin lips tightly pursed, the cold aura brewing on his face, and the bottomless blackness surging in his eyes, she closed her eyes, thinking , if he wants to hit himself, then hit him, and after the beating, she can pack up and leave.

As soon as this thought fell, I felt a heavy black shadow falling in front of my eyes.

The man pressed her hard into the soft mattress, pinched her chin with his hands, and kissed her hard.

Chu Ci was stunned and completely forgot about struggling.

There is a faint smell of blood in the mouth.

He bit her.

However, he just kissed her like this, and did not make the next move.

"Chu Ci." He almost gritted his teeth and called her name, "If you dare to say such things again in the future, I'll see how I deal with you."

Chu Ci stared at him blankly, seeing his angry face, unable to say a word.

Finally, she closed her eyes, her voice revealing an indescribable tiredness: "You can do whatever you want, I'm so tired."

She was really tired, and this relationship made her exhausted.

Fu Heng suppressed the fearful expression on his face, stretched out his fingers and slowly stroked her face, and said in a low voice, "Chu Ci, don't let me hear such words in the future."

He hugged her, felt her body temperature, and his chest was warm.

In fact, it's a good life to live like this.

He liked her a lot, and that was enough.

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On the second day, Fu Heng really kept his promise and stayed with her at home instead of going to work.

It's autumn, and Yicheng is a humid place, and it started to rain lightly at night.

In the rainy autumn, it is the perfect thing to close the curtains and sleep late.

It was almost eleven o'clock when Chu Ci woke up.

She went downstairs and saw the man sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV.

Chu Ci was not in the mood to greet him, and sat in the dining room, picked up a piece of bread and began to nibble.

In the afternoon, she wanted to go to the cemetery and send flowers to Chu Tianhua, and it happened that Chu Xuan came back and asked him to go with her.

Just after eating a piece of bread, Fu Hengqing's Lingling voice drifted over: "Are there any arrangements for the afternoon?"

He thought that even if she didn't do anything, he would still be willing to stay with her at home.

Chu Ci took a sip of water without even raising her eyelids, "I want to go to the cemetery with Chu Xuan."

Fu Heng stood up and walked over, "I'll accompany you."

Hearing this sentence, Chu Ci's expressionless face finally fluctuated a little, she shook her head without thinking, "No, you should be busy, I will go with Chu Xuan."

The temperature on Fu Heng's face suddenly dropped to several degrees below zero, but he restrained himself from getting angry.

"I am your husband. It stands to reason that Mr. Chu is my half father. It is understandable for me to send him flowers."

Anyway, no matter what, Fu Heng always has a reason.

Chu Ci half closed her eyes, but finally did not refuse: "Okay."

Before leaving, she called Chu Xuan and found out that he had something urgent to go back to school in the afternoon, so she went to the cemetery in the morning.

Chu Ci was a little disappointed, but Chu Xuan said that there was something going on in the school, so she couldn't say anything.

Fu Heng took her to buy a bouquet of white flowers at a flower shop in the city center, and then drove to the cemetery on the outskirts of the city.

Chu Ci hugged the white bouquet and watched the man park the car. She who had been silent all this time suddenly asked, "Can I go in alone?"

Fu Heng paused for a moment while unfastening his seat belt, raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?"

Everyone else has already arrived here, and now she is preventing him from going in with her to see her father, what does that mean?
Chu Ci's hands holding the flowers tightened a little, she lowered her head and said nothing.

Fu Heng tapped the steering wheel with his knuckle fingers, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a cold and heavy tone: "Chu Ci, what do you mean, you think I'm not qualified to see him, or you don't want to take me to see him at all."

Chu Ci bit her lips tightly, and then said cautiously: "I just want to talk to him alone."

"If you want to talk, I can avoid it." Fu Heng still looked calm on the surface, but God knows how strong the anger is in his heart.

Chu Ci sat in the car, stalemate with him silently without saying a word.

She didn't speak, and Fu Heng didn't speak either.

In the end, the atmosphere seemed to have been silent for too long. The man knocked on the steering wheel, his voice was cold and chilling, "I'll wait for you here."

Chu Ci seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. She held the bouquet and opened the car door: "I'll talk to Dad for a while, and I'll be back soon."

Fu Heng didn't answer, his hands rested on the steering wheel, his brows gathered, and there was a deep hostility inside.

The rain was still pattering, Chu Ci held the flower in one hand and the umbrella in the other, and walked towards the depths of the cemetery step by step.

She remembered that when she was very young, Chu Tianhua told her that in the future, if there is a boy she likes who treats you well, she must bring it back to her father to see!

He said, Dad doesn't have any other requirements, he just hopes to see you marrying in a wedding dress, my daughter of Chu Tianhua can only be envied and hated by others.

He said, if the brat treats you bad again in the future, come back and tell Dad, and Dad will help you fix him.

He also said...

Chu Ci walked to the depths of the cemetery, looked at the kind face on the tombstone, her eyes became hot, she lowered her head, and big drops of tears rolled down.

"Dad, I'm sorry."

She didn't live up to his expectations, didn't live up to his demands.

Even if she was married, she would not dare to bring that man in front of him.

She didn't want to tell him that she wasn't having a good time and wasn't happy.

Finally, she sniffed and smiled: "Dad, you will bless me, right!"

There were rustling footsteps behind him. Chu Ci turned around and saw a woman in black. He wiped his nose hastily, "Aunt Chen, why are you here?"

Chen Qin stayed by Chu Tianhua's side for more than ten years. He was planning to marry Chu Tianhua, but he didn't expect that something like that would happen later.

She didn't expect to meet Chu Ci by such a coincidence, she came up to put down the flowers, and sighed softly: "I come to see him every month and talk to him."

"Aunt Chen, how are you doing now?"

Chen Qin nodded, "Very good."

When Chu Ci bent over Chen Qin, she unexpectedly found that she had a lot of gray hair, and her breath became short of breath, "Aunt Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Chen Qin was really old. She patted Chu Ci's hand that she was afraid of: "Auntie is not in good health these days, so I didn't bother you anymore. You and Chu Xuan are both fine!"

"Well, we're all fine."

The two talked for a while and then walked out of the cemetery.

After the Chu family's accident, the contact between Chu Ci and Chen Qin also decreased a lot.

Seeing it now, I just feel that the world is vicissitudes.

At the exit of the cemetery, Chu Ci immediately saw a tall and straight voice walking towards her holding a black umbrella.

When he got closer, Fu Heng said, "Are you ready?"

Half of his face was covered under the black umbrella, Chen Qin couldn't see clearly, and it was raining and the light was dim, so she frowned and asked Chu Ci beside her, "Is it Mu Bai?"

(End of this chapter)