Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

"As you said, it's only such a long way. I can't move anymore. I have to accompany you. You'd better hurry to the hospital. I can go back by myself. Can't you trust me?" Mu Yansheng's expression gradually became serious, and gave sister-in-law Zhang a look of anger, which made sister-in-law Zhang a little afraid.

"Well, I'll go first. Slow down on your way!" When sister-in-law Zhang finished, she reluctantly released her hand. At this time, a taxi came. She hurriedly pushed sister-in-law Zhang into the car.

Seeing that the car was far away, she was relieved. Now she was away from the door under Zhang Sao's escort. Even if Fu even agreed to put her eyes on the line, she often went out for a walk with Zhang Sao. Those people should also get used to it.

She stood on the roadside and waited for a while. Finally, a car came. She immediately waved to stop it and rushed to Du Xunsheng.

"Why did you come so long? I thought something happened to you on the road." Du Xunsheng was happy and comfortable. He leaned across his legs on the sofa with a glass of red wine in his hand and half a cup on the tea table. He tasted it carefully and looked particularly leisurely.

"Didn't I tell you not to come to me when you have nothing to do? You don't know how difficult it is for me to come out." Mu Yansheng looked at her and couldn't help being angry. He naturally spoke coldly.

"Don't get excited. Sit down first. I've prepared a gift for you." Du Xunsheng was not angry either. He got up and stood up, made a "please" gesture, and the smile on his mouth looked particularly evil.

Mu Yansheng felt uneasy, but he slowly tried to walk over and sat on the sofa with some doubts on his face.

Du Xunsheng poured her a cup of warm water, sat down beside her, took out a delicate gift box from behind and handed it to her.

"What is this?" Mu Yansheng looked at the clouds and didn't understand what he meant.

"Open it and have a look. You'll like it." Du Xunsheng slipped it into her hand, with a polite smile on his face. His words were gentle and elegant, and he was still as dignified as ever.

Mu Yansheng opened the gift box with a misty head. A ring in it was printed into her eyes. She slowly raised her head and looked at Du Xunsheng, but found that he held a large bunch of roses in his hand and walked in front of her with a smile.

"You, you, what are you doing?" As soon as she was nervous, she couldn't help getting up, stood up, took a half step back, and her face turned pale.

"Yan Sheng, although you have been sneering at me for so long, I know in my heart that you still love me. Let's get together again. I will give you a visible and tangible future, love you and protect you all your life." After Du Xunsheng finished, he knelt in front of her on one knee and handed the bouquet of roses to her hand. His eyes were full of love and expectation.

"What are you talking about? You, you're nervous." At this time, she was in a mess. She didn't expect Du Xunsheng to come. It really caught her off guard. Her mood was excited, her lips trembled, and her voice choked. Xiumei locked together and didn't know where to escape.

"Yan Sheng, please accept me. I know I have done something sorry for you before, but from today on, I will be wholehearted to you. I don't mind the child in your belly. I will love him like my own child." Du Xunsheng not only did not have any convergence, but became more unscrupulous, and the volume increased unconsciously.

"Don't say any more. If you came to me today to say this, I tell you, I won't accept you. The relationship between me and you has long ended!" Mu Yansheng said that, then he immediately turned around and was about to run to the door.

Du Xunsheng immediately stood up, threw the flowers aside, immediately rushed towards her, grabbed her wrist and imprisoned her in his arms.

"What do you want? Let go of me! Let go!" Her heart couldn't help but panic. She had some ominous premonitions and struggled desperately, but it was not easy for her thin body to get rid of his imprisonment. After all, she was forced to a corner by him and had no way out.

Du Xunsheng impolitely sealed her lips, crazily asked for it in her mouth, put his hands around her waist and against her body, so that she couldn't move at all. He couldn't make a sound if he wanted to shout.

Gradually, she was out of breath, and the range of struggle gradually decreased. He seized the opportunity, picked her up, put her on the sofa, and tore her clothes with his big hands. She wanted to stop, but she was powerless. Her eyes couldn't help wetting, and a few tears burst out, blurring her vision.

Just as she was about to be undressed, Fu qiaozun suddenly knocked open the door and broke in from the outside. He just saw the scene on the sofa.

His face was as gloomy as ink, his sword eyebrows raised, and his deep eyes lit up a heavy anger. His hands couldn't help clenching his fists and clenching his teeth. Without hesitation for a moment, he rushed up directly, grabbed Du Xunsheng's shoulder, pulled him up and pressed him on the ground.

At this time, Du Xunsheng's belt had been loosened, and only a loose shirt was left on his body. Several buttons on his chest were scattered, revealing a large solid and white chest, and a few red lips remained on his lips, which made people fantasize.

Mu Yansheng's situation was even worse. She was almost naked all over. She felt extremely ashamed. She quickly pulled one side of the blanket over and covered herself. She wanted to cover some. The lipstick on her lips had already gone out of shape. It was obvious that she had been kissed for a while, her long hair was scattered, and the remaining hot tears on her face looked pitiful.

Fu looked at the red wine on the tea table, the scattered roses on the ground and the glittering ring lying on the ground. Suddenly, his heart was not angry. According to Du Xunsheng's fingertips, bursts of white appeared. His eyes were so cold that people trembled. Like an angry Beast, he couldn't wait to rush up and tear them all up.

At this time, Mu Yansheng had no square inch at all. He only knew that he was curled up in the corner trembling, his face was like white paper, there was no blood color, and his eyes were full of fear.