Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

Fu qinzun slowly let go of her, with a sneer on his lips. He stepped back for several steps and returned to his seat again. He seemed to have an idea in his heart.

"Come on, let me see how much your body is worth. My Fu qizun never does business at a loss. It's the same at any time." Fu qiaozun crossed his legs, picked up the cigarette box on the table, pulled out one and lit it. He pretended to take a leisurely breath. The white smoke filled the air, which made Mu Yansheng frown.

She knew Fu's meaning and temper. At the moment, she had no other way but to temporarily put down her nausea and unwillingness in her heart, slowly released her hands, bent down, took off her shoes and put them aside. Then she took off her coat, T-shirt and trousers, and her bright and white skin was exposed in the air, She could not help feeling the chill.

Fu qiaozun smoked as if nothing had happened. He didn't look at her at all. Some softness and warmth gradually appeared in his cold eyes.

There was only a set of underwear left on her. Seeing that Fu qizun had not responded, she lowered her head tightly, and her lower lip had already been bitten with a trace of blood. Finally, she put her hand behind her back.

Just as she had untied the underwear buckle behind her and was ready for her next move, Fu qizun suddenly raised his head.

"Enough." Fu even Zun tore at the corners of his mouth and sent out a low roar from his mouth. The smoke in his hand had already been extinguished.

"It's worth five million for your size. They're really blind. Put on your clothes and come with me." Fu even Zun threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground and suddenly stood up. His words were as cold as ever, and her condescending attitude made her unable to resist.

She didn't dare to delay for a moment. She immediately bent down, picked up the clothes on the ground, put them on her body quickly, and followed Fu qizun's back. Her nerves were already tense.

Fu qinzun went straight downstairs, went to the garage, unlocked the lock, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat. She quickly followed him and sat next to Fu qinzun.

Fu qiaozun drove his car and went straight home. Mu Yangyi was waiting for her to get the money back in the living room. He didn't expect Fu qiaozun to come back.

Mu Yang Yi is leaning on the sofa and watching the video leisurely. His feet are on the tea table. He hears the sound of the door opening. He thinks it's Mu Yansheng coming back, so he turns his face sideways, with a proud smile on his face, but what he sees is Fu uniform's face.

He immediately took back his feet, stood up from the sofa, and his smile stiffened on his face. The appearance of playing prestige in front of Mu Yansheng completely disappeared. In front of Fu qizun, he was completely another face.

"Mr. Fu, what a coincidence that you are back." Mu Yang bent down, smiled awkwardly, greeted him, stretched out his right hand, and made a gesture of wanting to shake hands with Fu.

Fu uniform Zun glanced at the black footprints on the carpet. His face was gloomy and raised his head. His eyes were full of disgust. He ignored Mu Yangsheng's welcoming hand. Mu Yansheng stood behind him, timidly lowered his eyes and dared not say a word.

Mu Yang has always had a thick skin, so he doesn't feel anything, so he shrinks his hand back, and the smile on his face is still as obscene and disgusting as ever.

"Mr. Fu, that..." Mu Yangyi was about to say something serious, and was immediately blocked back by Fu uniform Zun.

"Come on, how much do you want?" Fu qiaozun asked coldly with his thin lips, and his eyes were terrible.

"I knew it was Mr. Fu who was generous. If not much, it would be 50000." Mu Yang listened to it one by one, and immediately smiled more brightly. The wrinkles on his face piled up, squeezing his eyes into a seam, a small person's successful face.

"Didn't you say 30000 before?" Mu Yansheng couldn't help it. He looked at Mu Yangyi and revealed the truth.

"Shut up, dead girl. What do you know?" Mu Yang immediately spoke fiercely. For him, he didn't know when to wait until he made a profit at this time, so of course he had to sit down and start the price.

Fu qiaozun knew his routine, but he still endured not to expose it. He took out a check from him, simply signed it, and threw it in front of him.

"Take it and get out of here. Don't let me see you again." Fu even Zun gnashed his teeth and said, the anger in his eyes burned up. If Mu Yang dared to say another word, I'm afraid he would have to wave his fist.

"Good." Mu Yang picked up the check on the ground, ran out immediately and left here. He didn't dare to stay any longer.

The living room was finally quiet. Mu Yansheng was relieved. She slowly raised her eyes and secretly glanced at Fu's symmetrical side face. She couldn't help being angry and grateful.

"Mu Yansheng, you don't pay attention to me more and more. You dare to let those messy people in your family into my house. Do you think I don't know anything until I come back?" Fu uniform Zun turned around and pressed step by step. The veins on his neck burst, and the deep pupils were getting closer and closer to her.

"I didn't mean it. I don't dare anymore." Mu Yansheng's heart couldn't help hanging up, his eyes dodged, and he couldn't help stuttering.

"I only care about this kind of shit in your family this time. If this kind of thing comes in front of me again, it depends on how I deal with you." Fu qinzun forced her into a corner, and her majesty made her dare not resist.

Mu Yan Sheng nodded quickly, swallowed several slobber, and the muscles on his pale face were tight. The perfume and the faint smell of tobacco mixed with him, and filled her nose, and made her sneeze.

Fu uniform Zun frowned slightly and immediately turned away from her. Although his face was disgusted, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes.

"Clean up here quickly. What does it look like?" Fu even Zun just gave a cold explanation and turned to go upstairs.

Mu Yansheng didn't dare to delay for a moment. He immediately took a basin of water, brought a rag and cleaned up here. The two black footprints left by Mu Yangyi on the carpet were finally erased by her. Although Fu qizun has always been indifferent to her, she doesn't know why, her heart can't help showing a trace of warmth.

Fu uniform Zun returned to the bedroom and changed his clothes. When he saw that there were still some lipstick prints on his white shirt, he was very unhappy. He turned and threw the shirt into the trash can.