After the divorce, the wealthy ex-husband completely lost control

Ke Chen looked at Fu Jingchuan in confusion.

Fu Jingchuan's face was already so cold that he was almost expressionless, even his eyes were cold, for a moment, he saw the determination and ruthlessness that swept through his black eyes, a kind of determination and ruthlessness that he did not care about, and the hand holding the pen also quickly wrote the word "Fu Jing" on the contract, and when the tip of the pen reached the word "Chuan", Fu Jingchuan suddenly "snapped" and threw the pen on the table.

"Sorry, the house is not for sale." Leaving the words coldly, Fu Jingchuan had already turned and left, leaving only the intermediary and the new tenant who looked at each other.

Ke Chen hurriedly stepped forward to clean up the mess: "I'm sorry, there is a bit of a problem with that house, and after thinking about it, I still can't pit you." "

What are you doing?" The new tenant was angry on the spot, "Since there is a problem, I still take it out to fool people."

"I'm really sorry." Ke Chen smiled again and again, made a look at the intermediary, gave a compensation payment, let him appease the customer, and then found an excuse to leave first.

When he returned to the office, Ke Chen saw Fu Jingchuan sitting at his desk in a daze, his face was very empty, and the pen he was holding in his hand was turning lightly in his hand for a while.

As if sensing his line of sight, Fu Jingchuan turned his head to look at him: "Ke Chen."

Ke Chen hurriedly stepped forward: "President Fu, is there something wrong?"

Fu Jingchuan: "You helped me buy Shiyang's house." Ke

Chen

: "..." He hesitantly glanced at Fu Jingchuan, did not dare to ask more, and nodded: "Good." "

Shiyang's house was sold before going abroad, but fortunately, the person who bought it was not in a hurry to move in, and the house remained as it was.

Ke Chen bought the house back at a price much higher than the market price.

When handing the key to Fu Jingchuan, Ke Chen saw Fu Jingchuan staring at the key for a long time, so long that when he suspected that Fu Jingchuan had long forgotten his existence, Fu Jingchuan put away the key and looked at him.

"Kechen, thank you."

Ke Chen was sincerely terrified by Xie De, he had never been thanked by Fu Jingchuan so seriously and calmly.

He pulled his lips uncomfortably: "President Fu, are you okay?"

Fu Jingchuan shook his head, did not speak, his gaze had turned to the trash can behind him, slightly startled.

Ke Chen felt that Fu Jingchuan was really wrong, and couldn't help but hesitate and persuade: "President Fu, since you can't let go, it's better to go to her."

"There's nothing you can't put down." Fu Jingchuan responded lightly, his voice was very light, when the copper-black key turned twice in his palm, Fu Jingchuan glanced down, and then raised his hand, the key drew a beautiful parabola in the air, "snapped", and accurately fell into the trash can behind Ke Chen.

"..." Ke Chen hesitantly looked back at the trash can, and then at Fu Jingchuan, his eyelids were half-drawn, his face was very light, a light that was almost expressionless.

Ke Chen stepped forward to pick up the key, but Fu Jingchuan raised his eyes to stop him: "No need." Ke

Chen's hand reaching for the trash can stopped.

"Me and her, it's over." Fu Jingchuan said, after speaking, the person had pushed away the keyboard hard, stood up, and walked away without looking back.

Ke Chen looked at his tall figure that was fading away, and somehow, he suddenly felt a little sad.

He has seen Fu Jingchuan's eyes looking at Shi Yang, and he has also seen Shi Yang's eyes looking at Fu Jingchuan, and he always believes that it is love, a kind of love that does not require too many words, and one look can read the other party.

I didn't expect it....

Sighing lightly in his heart, Ke Chen withdrew his gaze, looked at the key lying still in the trash can, and bent down.