Ex-wife Won't Remarry

Fu Junhao ignored their feelings and went back to Fu's house under the leadership of Uncle Fang. His sudden arrival surprised Fu's family who were having dinner. In particular, Mo LAN on the table changed his face and hurriedly lowered his head to cover up his misdemeanor. Even Fu's eyes flashed a trace of surprise, Only the corner of Fu Tianlei's mouth means an unidentified smile, frivolous and strange.

He glanced at several people with different looks, and his eyes fell on Mo LAN. He was as sharp as a knife. Mo Lan was surprised and instinctively looked up, but he saw that his eyes were dark and unpredictable, and his look was no different from normal. For a moment, he was very nervous. According to the news given by Du Ruo, he hurried back home. It must be for Mu Xi's words, just to see his appearance, It seems that he doesn't know... It's impossible. Does he have another plan?

Thinking of this, Mo LAN involuntarily grasped the chopsticks, and his back began to exude cold sweat. He immediately felt like a needle on pins and needles. He didn't even dare to raise his head a little.

Seeing this, Fu Junhao gently raised an arc around the corner of his mouth, inexplicably dyed a little cold, and directly went forward to say hello to old Fu.

Fu Qin glanced at them, and his face was heavy. When he touched Fu Tianlei's smile, he was stunned and didn't speak.

Master Fu felt an inexplicable atmosphere of tension. He nodded to Fu Junhao in front of him and ordered the servant, "prepare a pair of dishes and chopsticks for the young master!"

Fu Junhao's smile on his lips was deep. He turned and sat down at his lower head. His deep eyes fell on several people, and they were inexplicably cold.

A dinner was used inexplicably because of the arrival of Fu Junhao. After the dinner, Fu Junhao was called to the study by Fu Laozi.

"What's the matter? Let you put down your words and the girl wants to return home?" old Fu sat quietly on the pear blossom wood chair behind his desk and asked with a heavy face.

Fu Junhao's black color at the bottom of his eyes surged, and then dissipated very quickly. He raised his eyes a little and looked at old Fu, "Grandpa, I hope you don't interfere in the next thing!"

His tone was serious, with an irresistible deterrent, and he didn't mean to discuss at all, as if he just told the people in front of him.

Master Fu was shocked, and a trace of anger welled up in the bottom of his sharp eyes, "Jun Hao! Do you know who you're talking to?"

Fu Junhao raised his lips and flashed blood in his eyebrows. "Grandpa, if it wasn't for Dad's instructions before his death, do you think I would really care about Fu?"

"You! Bastard!" Fu Laozi's face turned blue and roared loudly.

Fu Junhao didn't mind his anger. The smile on his lips was more and more fierce, which could not be ignored. "Although I couldn't find evidence of what happened in those years, don't think I didn't know at all. Grandpa, people's hearts are long and partial. I can't pursue what happened in those years, but she shouldn't be a person who can't move!"

The last sentence, clearly with a fierce murderous spirit, Fu Laozi's pupils narrowed, suppressed his anger, and asked in a deep voice, "people who shouldn't move? What do you mean?"

Fu Junhao raised his eyes and looked at him. The ink at the bottom of his eyes was turbulent, dark and fierce, like the sky on the eve of a storm, which was frightening.

"Ah..." he smiled, got up and turned out of the study. His cold voice fell behind him, "in fact, you don't have to worry, Mohism... Won't damage your interests for an abandoned son!"

Boom! Old Fu's heart suddenly burst into a thunder, his face was shocked, and his hand holding the crutch trembled slightly. A moment later, he slowly closed his eyes, and his tightly wrinkled eyebrows looked tired.

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Fu Junhao went out of the study door, and the smile on his lips gradually dispersed. His face was dark and fierce. He walked all the way to the bedroom, but he sprayed Fu Tianlei with a smile on his mouth in the corridor.

"President Fu came back so early this time?"

Fu Junhao's eyes were deep. He looked at him and said, "the second uncle's action is also very fast!"

Fu Tianlei's smile froze for a second and said innocently, "I never know about Dad!" after stopping, he changed the topic and said, "didn't sister-in-law Tang come back with you?

Fu Junhao looked at his frivolous and innocent smile on his lips. His eyes were slightly cold. A few seconds later, he asked, "why? Tianlei is very interested in my wife?"

Fu Tianlei's back was cold, and he smiled a little embarrassed, "I'm just curious. Don't mind, brother Tang!"

"Really?" Fu Junhao smiled faintly, then bypassed him and left the corridor.

Fu Tianlei glanced at the direction of his disappearance, narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his lips was weird. I think you can break this game!

The night gradually darkened, everything was quiet, and the sky was deep and frightening. Sure enough, there was a thunderstorm early the next morning. After Fu Ziyan made breakfast, her eyebrows bent and glanced at the dark weather outside the window. The ticking sound of rain was inexplicably disturbing.

Fu Ziyan frowned and was about to go upstairs to call he Ziling, but she saw him coming down the stairs. He was wearing a light colored thin shirt, matched with straight light colored straight pants. The wrist watch at his wrist had a light metallic luster, and his figure was slender. The simple dress did not damage his style at all. The gold frame glasses slightly covered his ink like jade eyes, which was warm and moist A little more fame is cold and distant.

Fu Ziyan pursed her lips and greeted her with a smile, "have breakfast!"

He Ziling was stunned and looked at the appropriate food on the table. The color was fresh and looked very appetizing. Her eyes moved. As she walked over, she opened the chair for her first. After she sat down, she bypassed the table and sat down opposite.

He can't eat fast, but he's not slow. Every move is like a virgin. It's like ink painting. It's elegant and moving, and there's a sense of your childe's indifference.

Fu Ziyan looked up at him from time to time. She just felt that her heart was full of happiness. She didn't dare to think about such a day before, but they can always be together. Even if she just respected each other like this, she felt very happy and satisfied!

Aware of her eyes, he Ziling hesitated for a moment, drank the last spoonful of porridge, slowly put down the porcelain bowl in her hand, and helplessly looked up at her, "Xiao Yan, I'm full, you eat slowly!"

Fu Ziyan was surprised in her heart. She looked at his clear eyes, and her cheeks were slightly red. She nodded shyly and was busy eating.

He Ziling looked at her head that was about to be buried in the bowl. For a moment, she couldn't smile, but she didn't say anything. When she used it almost, he said faintly, "by the way, Jun Hao returned home last night!"

Fu Ziyan was slightly stunned and asked suspiciously, "brother? Did the sister-in-law come back together?"

He Ziling shook her head, "no, Xiaoyan is still in the United States. Your brother has something to deal with, so he came back first!"

Fu Ziyan nodded suddenly, "Oh, I'll go back and see my brother later!"

He Ziling's eyes flashed behind the lens, remained silent for a while, and whispered, "Xiao Yan, the plane at 9:00, you may go for a long time this time. You can take good care of yourself!"

Fu Ziyan was slightly stunned and her eyes dimmed. "Can't I really go together?"

My sister-in-law is also in the United States. Brother Ziling... The idea flashed through his mind. Fu Ziyan was surprised and hurried to get rid of her chaotic thoughts. Fu Ziyan, don't think nonsense!

Sipping her lips, she considered it for a while and smiled carefully, "brother Ziling, that sister-in-law, she is also in the United States. Please say hello to her for me!"

He Ziling was stunned. A trace of complexity flashed through her eyes. A few seconds later, she nodded, "OK..."

After another moment of silence, he pursed his lips and said faintly, "Xiao Yan, I have a job and can't care about you. Besides - there can't be no one in this family, Dad, he..."

"Well, I see. I'll take good care of Dad!" Fu Ziyan dispersed her loss and interrupted him with a smile.

He Ziling looked at her smile with a slight lag in her heart. After a moment, she turned away her eyes and got up and said, "it's getting late. I'm going to go!"

Fu Ziyan regained consciousness, hurriedly got up, followed his steps, pushed the suitcase he had packed too early, and hurriedly said, "I'll see you off!"

He Ziling paused for a few seconds and took the suitcase in her hand, "let's go!"

Fu Ziyan's heart strings trembled slightly, a big smile opened on her face and nodded, "well, good!"****************************************************************************************************************************

Here, Mo LAN went out early in the morning, but he didn't go back to Fu's house all day. He disappeared inexplicably. While Fu's family was worried, Fu Laozi said that she had gone on vacation. Although Fu Qin and others were confused, they didn't dare to face up to questioning the owner's words.

After Fu Junhao heard the news, he gently hooked his lips. The blood color flashed through the dark fundus of his eyes and protected her for decades. Did the old man compromise?

Tang Tian in the driver's seat accidentally caught a glimpse of his smile. He was surprised and moved at his feet. The silver body drew a beautiful arc and stopped steadily.

"Jun Hao, here we are!"

Jun Hao's eyes flashed slightly. He looked up and glanced at the jade soul hall in front of him. The smile on his lips was deep. He got out of the car directly. Tang Tian pursed his lips and followed up.

When they entered the jade soul hall, the luxurious but elegant interior was full of jade. Even during the day, it was like a city in Yemen.

Tang Tian waved without a trace to stop the service staff who were about to meet him. He took Fu Junhao directly to the fourth floor. They entered a room full of jade. Tang Tian moved the ink bamboo picture opposite him a little, and a dark path appeared next to it. Fu Junhao slightly raised his eyebrows and followed him in.

Through the long and narrow dark passage, they enter a wide and elegant dark room, but the scene in front of them is frightening.